Chapter 317 The weather cleared up and broke into the bedroom


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Chapter 317 The weather cleared up and broke into the bedroom

While they were still discussing what it was, Song Wei suddenly shouted.

“Drink now!”

"Open your mouth!"

Su Daiyue could no longer see Song Wei's face clearly, but she could feel his anger through his voice.

She finally calmed down and didn't want to dwell on what happened before.

Su Daiyue was panting, her eyelids heavy as a mountain, and she begged, "I really can't do it anymore, just let me be quiet for a while... just for a while... I want to sleep for a while..."

"You can't sleep! Wake up!"

The jar in Song Wei's hand was shaking, and red liquid slowly dripped down his robe, flowing on the white jade bricks, forming a shocking pool of blood.

There was a hint of crying in his voice.

"These are Mammy's ashes, and there's my blood in them."

Ji Qingwu took a breath. Wei Tongyou was right. She was not wrong.

There was more and more blood at the bottom of Song Wei's feet. The blood did not come from the jar in his hand, but from his body.

However, he seemed unaware of it.

"It was Mammy who poisoned you in the pregnancy-preserving medicine. I brought that bowl of medicine myself. We two conspired to kill you. You should hate us. Mammy is dead, but I am still alive. You have to watch me die miserably."

Song Wei pleaded, "Yueyue, you will be fine if you drink it."

But no matter what Song Wei said, Su Daiyue did not respond. She opened her unfocused eyes and her face was full of pain.

Song Wei's face suddenly became distorted: "Open your mouth and drink it, drink it quickly!"

Su Daiyue said: "Miss Ji, Miss Ji..."

"Please help me, can you help me take him away? I don't want to stay with him. He brought medicine again, right? I don't want to take medicine. I don't want to abort the baby..."

Hearing Su Daiyue's words, Ji Qingwu sighed.

The child was long gone, and the man in front of him fed the child to his wife with his own hands. When Su Daiyue was dying, the shadow and fear of the bowl of pregnancy-preserving medicine could not be dispelled.

Hearing Su Daiyue's words, Song Wei's arms stiffened and he lowered his head very slowly, creating ripples in the jar as if water had dropped into it.

He suddenly rushed towards Ji Qingwu. Wei Tongyou hid behind her and had no time to protect her.

But Song Wei knelt down half a meter away from her.

This posture also revealed the hideous knife wound on his thigh. Ji Qingwu put the bottle of medicine powder that was about to be thrown out into his sleeve.

Song Wei's eyes were red, he knelt down and took a half step forward, saying in a panic: "Please save her, save my wife."

"It was my fault before. It was all my fault. I was blinded by hatred and deceived by Mammy's sweet words."

The person on the bed was exhausted and closed his eyes tiredly. He didn't know if he could still hear what he said.

Ji Qingwu said: "But you were the one who brought the medicine over. There is no regret medicine in the world, and I can't save your wife."

When Song Wei heard her say that he couldn't be saved, his body trembled.

He held his head and said painfully, "She killed my child. I just wanted her to experience how I felt. I didn't want her to die. I just wanted to punish her so that she wouldn't do whatever she wanted and trample me under her feet just because she had a father who was the prime minister."

Until yesterday, Song Wei still thought that Su Daiyue could recover.

They have been married for many years. As long as she stops bossing him around and as long as she looks up to him, they can still live together, Song Wei thought.

But unexpectedly, this morning, Su Daiyue's health deteriorated so badly that she began to fall into a coma. It was not until he went to the warehouse and found the privately hidden wild ginseng to save her life that she regained consciousness.

I heard that preparing the coffin and funeral clothes early would bring good luck, so everyone in the mansion got busy...

Ji Qingwu said: "Po Ma is the biological mother of your concubine, how could she tell you the truth?"

Song Wei shook his head and denied it: "I checked, the poison is not fatal."

Ji Qingwu said, "Your bowl of poison won't be fatal, but have you tested the nourishing soup that Ma Po gave her? She was already weak from the miscarriage, and the accumulation of toxins will make her act faster."

"She won't die. We said we wanted to have a son, but she said she didn't want a daughter. I..."

Song Wei couldn't say any more, his eyes were filled with tears, and his appearance was horrible.

He completely collapsed on the ground, unable to accept the fact that she was really leaving him.

Wei Tongyou, who was listening to the love-hate relationship between the couple, had his eyebrows furrowed as if they were tied in a knot.

Ji Qingwu had never met such a couple with mixed love and hate and complicated emotions.

She whispered, "Sir Song, instead of trying these ineffective methods, you should accompany her to the end. There are some things that need to be said, so say it now."

"We're going out first."

How the couple wants to say goodbye is their business.

After the two left the main house, Wei Tongyou pulled Ji Qingwu aside and asked him the question he had not asked just now.

"Are you really going to the Su family?"

Ji Qingwu nodded.

Wei Tongyou hesitated for a long time and said, "After all, it was Madam Song's last wish, so we still have to go. We can go now, in broad daylight, and that old pervert is not at home. You can hand the hairpin over to her mother, and we will go back to the Wei family together."

Ji Qingwu shook his index finger and said, "I'm not going now. I'll go in the evening."

Wei Tongyou said, "You go at night? If you get caught by that old pervert, it would be too dangerous."

She said with a strong sense of defense: "You know, I'm younger than you, and he likes young girls. I'm more dangerous than you. If I go there, I'll be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth."

Ji Qingwu approached Wei Tongyou, lifted her chin, and looked around.

"Su Fengyue likes women who are as pure as the moon, but you..."

Wei Tongyou stared at her and asked, "What about me?"

Ji Qingwu said: "You are not a little sheep, you are a little sun full of energy."

Wei Tongyou pursed her lips, suppressing the urge to curl the corners of her mouth.

Ji Qingwu let go of his hand and blinked at her.

"You think I'm going to walk in through the front door and walk around in front of him. Do you think I'm that stupid?"

Wei Tongyou shook his head foolishly, then touched the back of his head uncomfortably with his hand.

At this time, Song Wei's mournful howling could be heard from inside the house to outside.

Ji Qingwu then let out a long sigh and looked up at the blue sky.

The weather cleared up after the rain, but some people will never see such good weather again.

Some people have to live under the shadow all their lives.

*

The sky was clear and blue, and the palace looked golden everywhere.

Zhao Minghong had been standing in front of the door of the most luxurious palace in the palace for half an hour.

He came to visit his royal brother these days, but was always stopped at the door by the black-clad guards of the Imperial City Bureau. It would have happened once or twice, but this was the fifth time.

Zhao Minghong lowered his head and rushed into the hall when no one was paying attention.

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