Chapter 203 A Trap Set for Song Lan
Not to mention, when it came to threatening people, Le Yi acted like a ruthless person. Song Ci also knew that these words would be more effective if she were the one saying them. In Miss Shi's eyes, she was powerless. Her apologies and pleas for mercy were only for the sake of the princess and Prince Yu's face, but she might not be truly afraid of her.
"Princess....."
"Someone come quickly and drag her down. Let's see whether to throw her directly into the lake or slit her throat with a sword."
Miss Shi was completely frightened and begged for mercy repeatedly, "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I'm willing to do whatever you say."
Le Yi glanced at Song Ci, and both of them had smiles in their eyes.
Shen Qingman was naturally unhappy when she returned and got very angry again.
The plan was well-made, but Song Ci was unexpectedly rescued. She originally wanted Feng Yi to go, so that Song Ci would lose her reputation and would have to marry into the Feng family. After marrying into the Feng family, the good days would just begin.
Feng Yi will definitely torture her.
But unfortunately, the plan did not go as she imagined.
What went wrong? Shen Qingman rubbed her brows, feeling annoyed. Before Song Ci, she was invincible. As long as she wanted something, she could get it, and she could do anything she wanted.
As soon as Song Ci appeared, everything she did seemed to be wrong.
This Song Ci is really weird. She plotted against her several times, but she escaped every time. This made Shen Qingman more determined to destroy her. If you offend such a person, keeping her will only bring disaster. It is better to get rid of her as soon as possible.
As she was thinking, footsteps were heard at the door, "Princess, the princess is calling you."
Shen Qingman was a little afraid of her mother, so after thinking about it, she stood up and followed the maid.
The eldest princess leaned back in a chair, her posture languid. Before her sat a glass of brightly colored fruit wine. In the corner, a faintly fragrant incense wafted out, filling the room with a sweet, yet not greasy, fragrance.
"mother....."
....
Song Lan has been feeling quite proud these days. Apart from studying, his old friends from the academy, knowing his current achievements, have invited him to drink and eat together to exchange feelings.
I could refuse this kind of invitation once, but not a second or third time. If I hadn't shown up yet, I'd inevitably be called aloof and arrogant, which would be extremely detrimental to my reputation.
Song Lan was invited to the restaurant for a banquet tonight.
There were cups and glasses on the table. Knowing that he couldn't drink much, Song Lan didn't drink much. After drinking two cups, he ate the food and chatted. No matter how others urged him to drink, he refused.
"Brother Song has become rich now, but he doesn't even take us, his former classmates, seriously. He doesn't give us face." During the dinner, someone made a fuss with a half-smile on his face. The lively table suddenly became quiet.
Song Lan raised his eyes and said, "I can't hold my liquor well. If I drink too much, it's bound to cause trouble."
The man scoffed, "It's just a few drinks, what's the big deal? You're ranked third in high school now, so naturally you look down on people like us, thinking we're worthless and unworthy of being your friends."
There were people who were jealous and envious, and everyone had been drinking, so after hearing this, they all felt uncomfortable.
Song Lan glanced at everyone's faces, his eyes cold, "I think Brother Yi has drunk too much and started talking nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense," the man called Brother Yi continued to provoke. "After high school, I asked you out for drinks to celebrate several times, but you always refused. Today, you finally came, and you only had two glasses of wine. Aren't you trying to distance yourself from us?"
Before Song Lan could speak, the man beside him tried to reconcile, "It's just a glass of wine, Brother Song, don't bother with him, just drink it and make him shut up. He may have had too much to drink, but aren't we all happy for you today? Our entire academy hasn't had such a high-ranking person in years, although...
You are no longer studying at the academy, but you were once our classmate. We are happy for you too."
The wine glass in front of him was shaking. Song Lan knew that if he didn't drink it today, the other party would just keep persuading him, so he grabbed the glass and drank it.
"good!"
"Brother Song is straightforward!"
"Yes, yes, let's eat, we are all good friends!"
After three rounds of drinking, many people collapsed on the ground, only Song Lan and Mr. Yi who had just spoken were still somewhat lucid. Facing their inquiring eyes, Song Lan pretended to be drunk and staggered to his feet, shouting that he needed to go to the toilet.
The other party was obviously relieved and came over to support him.
"Brother Song, you've had too much to drink. Why don't I take you there?"
Song Lan pushed, "No need for you, I can find the way myself."
Instead, the other party pulled him tighter, his eyes flickering but his feet never stopping, and brought him to a house.
After all, Master Yi was a little drowsy from drinking. He opened the door, pushed Song Lan from behind, and sneered, "Go in. After today, I'll see if you can still laugh."
After saying that, he closed the door and swaggered back towards the banquet.
The whole room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. He laughed happily, picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, then fell to the ground.
After he fell down and there was no sound for a long time, the door was suddenly pushed open. Song Lan, who had just been drunk and unconscious, was back, and there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes.
He pursed his lips, walked up to Master Yi with cold eyes, helped him up, dragged him to the room they had been in, and put him on the bed.
After doing all this, he was about to leave when he heard a sound at the door and the barely audible voices of several people talking.
"This is it, right?" someone asked uncertainly.
"The Yazi Room is right here. Where's the young lady? Bring her here quickly."
"The young lady has drunk the calming tea and has fallen asleep. Carry her inside and be careful."
"yes."
Song Lan quickly scanned the room. The only place he could hide was under the bed. Without caring about anything else, he immediately crawled under the bed.
Fortunately, the door was pushed open as soon as he got in. He saw from below that there were two pairs of women's brown cloth shoes on the left and right, and a pair of exquisite pink embroidered shoes in the middle. These three people were all women.
The two men carefully placed the woman they were supporting on the bed. The lights in the room were dim and they couldn't see the person's face clearly. According to the plan, this person must be the young master of the Song family.
After everything was done, the two clapped their hands and left.
After Song Lan and the others left, he waited for another quarter of an hour before carefully walking out from under the bed. Seeing all this, he was already sweating coldly.
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