Chapter 299 Yang Xu's Death
"If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't have died in childbirth. You took her place!"
"Pa!" Song Mingzhu suddenly stood up and slapped him. "It was your sister who degraded herself to become Wu Lingheng's concubine, and I was the fool you played around with. I treated Huanhuan as your own daughter, but she actually caused me to break off my relationship with my eldest brother and even sever my ties with him! My daughter is dead, and yet Huanhuan is still enjoying herself in the Marquis' Mansion! What right do you have to hate me, and what right do you have to take my life?"
“Snap! Snap! Snap…”
Song Mingzhu gathered her strength and slapped Yang Xu hard on the face, one slap after another.
Yang Xu's face was visibly red and swollen, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.
It looks extremely terrifying.
The men in black, led by Wen Can, felt a tremor in their hearts when they heard the crisp sounds.
Tsk!
So cruel!
No matter how good your martial arts skills are, don't mess with a tigress.
"Employer's wife, please stop now." Bai Luoheng pulled the person away. "You can't bear the energy right now."
Song Mingzhu was pulled away and collapsed into Qiuyue's arms.
"Yang Xu!" Wu Han stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar. "Hurry up and remove the poison from my mother, or you won't be able to walk out of here alive tonight!"
"Haha, you want me to detoxify your mother in your next life!"
Wu Han looked at Wen Can, "My mother paid you to do this. I don't care what method you use. He must remove the poison from my mother tonight!"
Wen Can said, "Don't worry. There is no one in this world who is not afraid of death. Come on, let's give him a taste of pain."
Three men in black stepped forward quickly. Two of them held Yang Xu down and covered his mouth. One of them took out an iron needle as thick as a finger-long bamboo stick and inserted it into Yang Xu's fingertip with great precision.
Yang Xu uttered a painful groan and then fainted.
Wen Can sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, and put it down again. "Wake him up and continue."
"Second Master, it's bad, he's dead."
Wen Can stood up in shock.
No way?
Yang Xu is so fragile!
Bai Luoheng carefully examined Yang Xu.
Wen Can asked anxiously: "How?"
Bai Luoheng glanced at Song Mingzhu, whose face was ashen. "He has been testing poisons on his own body for years, and his internal organs are severely damaged. Now he is bleeding profusely, his heart has stopped beating, and there is no pulse. He is truly dead."
Wen Can quickly leaned over to take his pulse and then probed his nose.
Wen Can tilted his head to look at Song Mingzhu, "Employer's wife, I'm sorry, he is indeed dead."
Zhang Yuan quickly squatted down and checked, "Madam, Yang Xu is really dead."
"Is this what you, Suzaku Pavilion, are capable of? You killed me?" Wu Han yelled at Wen Can with bloodshot eyes, "Hurry up and find a way to bring Yang Xu back to life so he can detoxify my mother!"
"Bang!"
Wen Can kicked Wu Han to the ground.
Seeing this, Song Mingzhu moved her body, then lay in Qiuyue's arms with an expressionless face.
"Boy, you dare to yell at me? I think you are really brave!"
What a beast!
Now you know how anxious you are. How did you come up with the idea of drugging your own mother?
He was really pissed off!
"you……"
Two men in black drew their swords and pointed them at Wu Han's neck.
Wu Han immediately became intimidated and turned around to call out to Song Mingzhu, "Mom..."
Wen Can looked at Song Mingzhu and said, "It's clearly written in the document that we are not responsible for any accidents. And you also agreed to tonight's operation."
Song Mingzhu said weakly, "Thank you all, warriors. You have worked hard tonight. Now go back."
Qiuyue hurriedly said, "Second Master, please continue to help find someone who can remove the poison. My wife won't really die if she has seven more attacks, right?"
"Don't worry, we will continue to look for someone." Wen Can glanced at Lao Bai, "How long can the employer survive?"
Bai Luoheng hurriedly squatted down and removed the silver needle from Song Mingzhu's chest. He carefully felt her pulse and said after a while, "Second Master, without Yang Xu's control, it's okay if the poison doesn't break out. But the employer's pulse is very unstable now. It could break out again at any time. If it breaks out ten times, the employer..."
Qiuyue said, "Could you please think of a way to prevent my wife from having another attack?"
Bai Luoheng said, "I can use silver needles to temporarily control it. I need to use acupuncture every day, but it won't be a long-term solution if I can't completely remove the poison."
Qiuyue: "Please be so kind as to come and give my wife acupuncture every day?"
Wen Can said, "We will only be here for three days. During these three days, you should find a reliable doctor."
Qiuyue nodded repeatedly, "Okay, thank you, Second Master."
Wen Can looked at the weak Song Mingzhu again, "Madam, don't worry. We will find him as soon as possible. We will stop here tonight. Let's deal with Yang Xu. We will withdraw..."
Du Mansion
Song Yu was lying on the bed holding the little ice cream, not sleeping. She was waiting for Ah Qi to send a message back.
"Miss, go to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow to go to Huguo Temple."
"I'm not sleepy. You know I can always wake up on time the next day no matter how late I sleep."
Bai Lan: "Don't worry about Song Mingzhu, she will definitely not die."
"I don't care if she lives or dies. I'm just curious about Yang Xu. Du Zhihuan, don't you think she looks nothing like Song Mingzhu?"
Bai Lan thought for a moment, "Yes, like Wu Lingheng. Oh, could Yang Xu be Du Zhihuan's biological father?"
"How is that possible?"
"Miss." Chunhua came in. "Aqi is back and said Yang Xu is dead. Song Mingzhu's poison hasn't been cured. If the poison attacks seven more times, she will definitely die!"
Song Yu was surprised, "Uncle Wen and the others actually failed?"
"Yang Xu didn't have much martial arts experience. Tonight, he was beaten repeatedly by Song Mingzhu and her son. He had been constantly testing poisons on his body for years, and his internal organs were damaged. Now, he was tortured, and his internal organs were bleeding profusely, which is why he died!"
Song Yu was surprised, "Yang Xu is so weak, where is he now?"
"They were sent to the mass grave outside the city, but the city gates are closed. They will have to wait until tomorrow when the gates open before they can be sent out."
Bai Lan asked, "Did Ah Qi tell me who Yang Xu is?"
"He is Du Zhihuan's uncle. Song Mingzhu's daughter died at birth. Du Zhihuan is Wu Lingheng's concubine's child!"
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "How ironic! Song Mingzhu has been treating her concubine's daughter like her own daughter all these years. Tsk, how pathetic."
Bai Lan: "Miss, do you want to save her?"
Song Yu put down the small ice cream in his arms, lay down, and pulled the quilt over himself. "How can I remove the poison? My father will know tomorrow. He will take the money from Song Mingzhu and arrange for people to go to the martial arts world to find someone to remove the poison for her. Okay, let's go back to sleep."
At the same time, in an alley two blocks away from Jiang Mansion.
Song Mingen carefully examined Yang Xu's body and was relieved to confirm that he was dead. "A-chan, go out of the city tomorrow morning and be more careful. Increase your efforts to find him. After all, Song Mingzhu spent a lot of money."
"Brother, are you sure you don't care about her?"
Song Mingen glanced at him and said, "We have severed our relationship. This is a business matter. Okay, I'm going back. Your sister-in-law is still waiting for me to go back and tell her the news."
Song Mingen returned to the Jiang residence. As he had expected, Jiang Yunwan was still awake. She pulled him aside and asked, "Who is Yang Xu? Did he cure Song Mingzhu's poison?"
"Yang Xu is Du Zhihuan's uncle. Du Zhihuan is the daughter of Wu Lingheng's concubine. Song Mingzhu's daughter died on the day of birth due to heart disease. The concubine also died of a difficult labor and heavy bleeding during the birth."
There was so much information that it took Jiang Yunwan a long time to come back to her senses. "Has the poison been resolved?"
"No, if we can't find someone to cure the poison, Song Mingzhu will die if it attacks again seven times."
At the same time, Du Zhihuan, who was far away in Huguo Temple, was restless all night.
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