Chapter 392 Black Hair Turns White
He discovered that his youngest daughter seemed to pay close attention to Lord Chen, but also harbored great hostility towards Princess Nanli, who was about to marry Lord Chen.
That's when the idea of tracking them came about.
But to his utter surprise, his seemingly frail daughter knew martial arts.
The sword was still pointed at him, his eyes so cold.
"Ranran, what exactly happened?"
"Stop pretending," Song Zhuran said. "I've been pretending to be your loving father for so many years. Have you forgotten everything you've done?"
"Don't you know why I'm in poor health?"
"I'm lucky I didn't die after drinking those bowls of the gender-changing medicine. This is your retribution."
"And don't you know that I'm not your daughter?"
A look of surprise flashed across Lord Song's eyes. In the past, he would not have cared much about this daughter, but now the two of them were the Empress and the Imperial Noble Consort, respectively.
The empress was also pregnant with the emperor's child.
Only then did he realize that he had developed a father-daughter relationship with her, but to put it bluntly, it was because she was beneficial to the Song family.
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Lord Song refused to admit it. "If you're not my daughter, whose daughter are you?"
"Your name and your older sister's name both have their own page in my Song family's genealogy."
"You should feel honored."
"Hmph," Song Zhuran said dismissively, "Glory?"
"What kind of lousy family tree is this? Men are born and do nothing. Even if they have a broken arm or a limp, they can still be included in the family tree."
"Women can only do so if they have made exceptionally great contributions."
"Do you think I want to be listed in your family tree? In a few days, I'll burn down the Song family's ancestral hall."
Lord Song looked at Song Zhuran in disbelief, "Ranran, why have you become like this? Don't you even recognize your father anymore?"
"I don't have time to put on this show of fatherly affection with you. I have other things to do today, so I'll leave you alone for now."
"If you know what's good for you, you'd better leave now, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Lord Song shook his head again. "I don't believe you would even kill your own father."
Song Zhuran closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened her eyes, which were like those of a venomous snake, and threw the sword away forcefully.
The sword pierced directly into Lord Song's heart.
Song Zhuran stepped forward impatiently and pulled the sword out of Lord Song's heart without hesitation. "I already said, I'll give you one chance."
"You insist on lecturing me at this time, pretending to be a loving father and daughter. I don't have the time. If you're blocking me from doing other things, then I'll just have to die."
Even Jiang Wanning and Pei Yanchuan, who were standing to the side, did not expect that Song Zhuran would kill her own father without hesitation.
Once that sword was struck, there was no point in trying to save the person.
Lord Song died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.
The grooms and servants of the Song family scattered in fright, but Song Zhuran ignored them. These people were nothing but ants; what could they do even if they knew? They were nothing to fear.
"Let's go first." Pei Yanchuan took Jiang Wanning's hand. "There's no need to watch two lunatics put on a show and argue here."
Jiang Wan Ning nodded and said to Mo Ran, "Send Lord Song's body back and say that it was found on the way."
"I will explain to Her Majesty the Empress another day."
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"I'm afraid the Song family is doomed," Jiang Wanning said in a low voice.
“This is their fate. Song Zhuran killed Lord Song, and Chen Jie will kill all members of the Song family to prevent them from turning against him.”
However, only Old Master Song remains in the Song family.
"At the time, the Song family only wanted to stay out of it. They did all this for their own family, and they even had the Empress in their hands."
“I never listen to or believe the Empress, thinking that Song Zhuran can’t cause any trouble.”
"I suppose the Empress had foreseen that the Song family would come to this state, but it came rather suddenly. There's no need to hide this from the Empress."
Jiang Wan Ning nodded, "That's exactly what I think."
"The Song family is a knife in Xiao Yu's hand. Chen Jie probably has long intended to get rid of the Song family, but the overall situation is not yet settled, so he has not yet made a move against the Song family."
"I will have the Empress persuade Old Master Song again. If he believes the Empress, then let him resign from his post and live in seclusion."
"We'll bring him back once things are more stable in the capital. If things remain the same as before, then no one can change his fate."
Pei Yanchuan held Jiang Wanning's hand and walked slowly down the road.
Sudden,
Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, landing on his black hair, making it look like it was turning white. "I long for our master to stroll hand in hand through the capital like this."
"Watching the snow, listening to the rain, admiring the moon, and drinking wine."
"And we'll have hot pot too." Jiang Wan Ning, unusually relaxed, started chatting with Pei Yan Chuan.
Pei Yanchuan reached out and pulled the person tightly into his arms. "It'll be soon."
Jiang Wan Ning also knew that they were about to face a fierce battle. Now she had the Netherworld Sect under her control, plus the troops that Pei Yan Chuan could mobilize.
The troops under Chen Jie's command and the cooperation with Nan Li,
Then there's Western Xia, and Tuoba Wenjing, who's cooperating with Chen Jie. If the conditions Chen Jie offers are too tempting, even if he doesn't send troops, it would be easy for him to make things difficult for Zhizhi and distract her.
In this fierce battle, the prince initially held the advantage, but he didn't know who was behind it.
Later, Chen Jie gained the upper hand, but he needed a legitimate reason to acquire the rights.
Now, they are evenly matched, and it's hard to say who will win...
On the other end.
After killing Lord Song, Song Zhuran coldly said to Yan Chenyu inside the carriage, "Get out of here now."
"Do you want me to come in and see you?"
Yan Chenyu got off the carriage almost without thinking. This Song Zhuran was even more insane than before. She should have known better than to provoke him in court.
"I was just joking with you at the banquet," Yan Chenyu said. "Consort Song, there's no need for you to hold such a grudge."
The sword in Song Zhuran's hand pointed at Yan Chenyu, and the blood of Lord Song still stained the sword, making it even more conspicuous in the white world.
"Do we know each other that well? Do you need to joke like that?"
"Do you really think that just because you changed your identity, no one will dare to touch you?" Song Zhuran tilted her head. "Even if you were the real princess of Nanli Kingdom, I would still dare to kill you."
"Not to mention you're just a pawn."
Yan Chenyu took two steps back, distancing herself from the sword in Song Zhuran's hand. "If you kill me, aren't you afraid of disrupting Lord Chen's plans?"
“I am someone else’s pawn, and what about you?” Yan Chenyu said. “We are all the same, so let’s not make things difficult for each other.”
"How about we work together from now on?"
"Who wants to cooperate with you?" Song Zhuran said coldly. "Even chess pieces have varying degrees of importance. How much weight do you think you have?"
"No one will care about your death."
As Song Zhuran spoke, she thrust her sword toward Yan Chenyu.
Just as the sword pierced Yan Chenyu's cloak, a sharp arrow flew from the side and knocked the longsword out of Song Zhuran's hand.
Yan Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Zhuran is such a lunatic, you don't dare mess with her or provoke her with Chen Jie. She's a madwoman, and if you anger her, she won't think twice before killing someone.
"Master?" Song Zhuran looked at the person who had come in. "Why are you stopping me?"
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