Chapter 312 Song Fanwei is just a chess piece
"How to check?" Gu Changqing asked.
Where to start?
Li Jidao looked at Song Jie, and Song Jie hooked his finger and said, "Come here, I have something to tell you."
Li Jidao raised her eyebrows. She wanted to hear what Her Royal Highness the Princess wanted to say to her.
Song Jie brought Li Jidao to the bedroom, and then he sat paralyzed on the bed.
Li Jidao saw that his face was pale and asked, "Why, are you sick?"
Song Jie shook his head and said, "This body is much better than my own, but the injuries have not fully recovered."
"Then I'll help you heal your wounds."
Li Jidao asked Song Jie to sit up straight, and she also got on Song Jie's bed. Then, from the acupuncture points behind Song Jie's body, she transferred a strand of the Five Ancestors' healing perception into Song Jie's body.
The Fifth Ancestor's perception was more useful than anyone else's. Soon, Song Jie felt warm inside his body.
He could hear the thoughts of those within a hundred meters.
Little Palace Maid: [I am so tired and sleepy. How can I rest without being discovered? ]
Eunuch: [Who does the king favor? Which team should I be on? ]
Song Jie suddenly said, "Ah Jian, this body doesn't need to sense anything, it can listen to people's thoughts at will."
Li Jidao's eyes lit up: "Is it so magical?"
Song Jie whispered, "Give me a hand, I'll go and listen from afar."
Li Xingjian thought for a moment and said, "Then you need the blessing of the Shunfenger spell."
Song Jie's new body already had good hearing and eyesight.
Li Jidao pinched his fingers and felt his hearing suddenly become several miles wider.
"Everyone, did the princess see something? She wouldn't... she wouldn't know about you, right?"
Song Jie heard the voices of He Zhicong and Song Wenyong.
Song Wenyong said: "Probably not. If she knew, how could she tolerate you and your sister?"
He Zhicong's sister?
Song Jie's heart shuddered when he heard this.
He Zhicong said at this time: "Everyone, you already have a son, why don't you take the opportunity to enter Chang'an to directly announce that you have a candidate for the crown prince? It can also suppress the arrogance of King Yu and others. Otherwise, I am afraid that something will go wrong. What if others recognize the crown princess at that time, and no one recognizes our Song'er?"
Song Wenyong's voice was very firm: "That can't be done. Song Fanzhi has the luck to be the emperor. I want to rely on her to unify the country. If I announce the truth now, what if she quits and the country changes hands?"
"It's my fault for not thinking it through."
"It's not your fault. Song Fanwei is indeed a bit arrogant. You should stay out of her spotlight for the time being. Wait for me to choose some princes-in-law for her, let her give birth to a child, and then we will replace the child..."
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Song Jie's mouth.
Li Jidao removed the spell, then jumped off the bed and supported Song Jie: "What's wrong with you?"
Song Jie wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, his face showing a gloomy and angry look before a storm.
He whispered, "Ah Jian, these princes and grandchildren may not be the descendants of the Crown Princess."
Li Jidao looked at Song Jie in confusion.
Song Jie told Li Xingjian what he had heard.
He said, "I used the body of the Crown Princess, so I can clearly feel the grief. Song Wenyong deceived all of us. He has a son, but he wants the Crown Princess to help his son unify the world, and then replace the Crown Princess's child."
Song Jie said: "I feel he succeeded, otherwise why would those people kill all of you Li family members?"
The descendants of the Li family are also the descendants of the Crown Princess.
We are of the same root.
Therefore, Song Jie deduced that Song Wenyong was successful in the previous life, and the Crown Princess's son did not ascend the throne. The person who actually ascended the throne should be Song Wenyong's youngest son, who was Song Fanzhi's half-brother.
Song Jie covered his chest and asked, "Why would a biological father treat his own daughter like this?"
Li Jidao was also stunned: "Then where is the other son of our fifth ancestor?"
The Fifth Ancestor took one away, who was Li Jidao’s great-grandfather.
There was still one left in the palace at that time.
Did this person just disappear out of thin air?
There was no trace of death at all? No one knew about it?
Li Jidao took a few slow steps and turned back to say, "I met my grandmother when I came in. She asked me to change the fate of the Li family. This should be the place."
At that time, she was thinking about killing Song Fanzhi. But now it seems that it was not Song Fanzhi's responsibility that their Li family was forced into a desperate situation.
It is the responsibility of Song Wenyong and his young son.
Li Jidao suddenly fixed his eyes on him, and said with a hint of ruthlessness in his tone: "If we kill Song Wenyong's youngest son in advance, will both of our families not have to suffer so much?"
"Who gave birth to Song Wenyong's youngest son? Where is he now?"
Song Jie shook his head and said, "I only know that she should be He Zhicong's sister. I don't know where she is now. We can go to the He family to find out."
Li Jidao looked at the charming bloodstains on Song Jie's pale face and said, "Rest for a night. Our humiliation has lasted for more than a hundred years. I don't mind one more night. You should take care of your body first."
Song Jie said: "Okay, then you can rest next to me."
Li Ji said: "..."
She looked at Song Jie with a puzzled look.
Song Jie slowly lay down and said, "Where else would you go? They haven't noticed you. If I specifically asked someone to arrange for you, they would definitely pay attention to you."
"And now that I'm a woman, I won't take advantage of you."
Li Jidao thought that this was the truth.
What is she afraid of as an old lady?
Li Jidao took off his shoes and slept at the innermost part of the princess' bed, keeping a distance of one cup from Song Jie.
Song Jie looked at her slender back, smiled comfortably, and then closed his eyes.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
Suddenly, the eunuch made a long, sharp announcement.
Song Jie covered Li Jidao with the quilt, then put down the bed guard and sat up.
"Father, why are you here so late?" Song Jie did not salute Song Wenyong, as Song Wenyong was not worthy of it.
There weren't that many etiquettes between father and daughter. Although Song Wenyong felt a little unhappy, he didn't mind it that much.
He looked at his daughter's beautiful face and felt a little regretful. It would have been much better if it was a son.
But if it is a son, what should I do with my own son?
He couldn't bear the thought that the son born to the woman he loved most would have to bow down to others.
So it’s also good to have a daughter.
Especially such a useful daughter.
Song Wenyong patted Song Fanzhi on the shoulder and said, "Azhi, you are not a child anymore. I only have you as my daughter, and I am worried that there will be no one to carry on the family line. Now that we have entered Chang'an City, I plan to solve your life-long affairs first, and then talk about other things. Tomorrow I will select three thousand outstanding men for you. You can marry whichever one you want, and then give birth to an heir for the Song family as soon as possible."
"This way, Aye will be relieved. When you go to the underworld to see your mother, Aye will be able to give her an explanation."