Just now, Song Shuling and her group arrived at Xingzhi Courtyard, but were stopped from entering.
She was burning with anger when she happened to see Cai Die bringing out osmanthus cakes.
Upon hearing that Jiang Wan had made them herself, she threw the pastries over and ordered people to stomp on the ground to destroy them.
Song Yu stepped forward to stop him, but was instead accused of "disobedience and unfilial piety."
"What, you're not convinced? Or are you waiting for someone to come and save you?"
Song Shuling laughed triumphantly.
“I am your father’s own sister, your aunt. Even if that little bitch Jiang Wan comes, she can’t get past me.”
Song Yu gritted her teeth, like an angry little beast: "You're not allowed to talk about my mother like that!"
"Mother? You stupid thing!"
Song Shuling scoffed.
“You are also a member of the Song family, yet instead of being close to your own family, you're siding with outsiders like Jiang Wan!”
"She's a married woman from outside the village; she might be kicked out any day. She won't even be able to protect herself then, so how can you expect her to protect you?"
Song Yu struggled for a moment, her innocent phoenix eyes fixed on Song Shuling.
Since he started practicing martial arts, his body has become much stronger, and dealing with these old women is no problem for him.
Seeing that he broke free from the restraint in a few moments and pushed the servant to the ground, Song Shuling was startled.
She pointed at Song Yu, and said angrily.
"If you don't take this beating today, you will be guilty of filial impiety and disobedience! As a result, Jiang Wan will also be criticized for failing to raise her child properly and for disregarding etiquette!"
"Then let's see how your good mother will pretend to be virtuous!"
Song Yu paused, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.
Seizing the opportunity, Song Shuling ordered her men to tie him to a bench, and the wooden planks were repeatedly and heavily struck his body.
The executioner was Song Shuling's servant, who showed no mercy just because he was a child.
Song Yu's face turned pale, and cold sweat slowly seeped from her forehead.
His back was gradually soaked with blood.
However, he gritted his teeth and did not run away or beg for mercy.
Since her mother returned to the capital, every step she took was difficult, and the entire General's Mansion wished her utter ruin, all of which Song Yu witnessed.
He can no longer drag his mother down...
After the twenty strokes of the cane, he was extremely weak.
He was dragged off the stool, his body limp, blood gushing from his back, like a little dog about to die.
Song Shuling showed no mercy.
In her eyes, Song Jue was just a lowly adopted son of the clan, whose life was worthless.
Moreover, his loyalty to Jiang Wan makes him even more despicable.
"Throw him to the lakeside and make him kneel there. He's not allowed to get up until he's kneeled for two hours!"
The servant couldn't help but advise, "Madam, his injuries are so severe; if he doesn't receive timely treatment, I fear..."
"What's there to be afraid of? He's just a member of the imperial family, a worthless piece of trash."
Song Shuling walked slowly to Song Yu's side and said with a cold smile.
"Didn't you expect Jiang Wan to save you? Today I'll show you who's really in charge of this General's Mansion!"
…
When Jiang Wan hurriedly returned to the mansion, it was already dusk.
When Song Yu was found by the lake, he had lost too much blood and was nearly fainting.
On the way there, her servants had already told her what had happened.
Jiang Wan saw Song Yu, who was covered in injuries but still stubbornly remained kneeling. Her eyes turned red, and she quickly stepped forward and hugged him.
"Yu'er, how are you?"
Song Yu's breathing was shallow, and he was already delirious, his vision blurred, but he could still make out Jiang Wan's voice.
"Mother, Mother..."
He uttered only two words before collapsing into Jiang Wan's arms.
Jiang Wan's breath caught in her throat, and she quickly checked his injuries.
The external injury is severe, and there has been excessive blood loss. Immediate medical attention is required.
She picked up Song Yu and was about to leave when Song Shuling and Gu Yurong arrived, bringing a group of guards to block her way.
"Don't leave!"
Song Shuling walked out slowly, adopting a noble posture.
"We agreed that you would be forced to kneel for two hours, but the time hasn't come yet."
Jiang Wan pursed her lips slightly, her delicate brows furrowed with anger: "Yu'er is seriously injured, you're trying to kill him."
"He is a descendant of the Song family, and his life and death are decided by the Song family. It's none of your business to worry about him!"
Song Shuling crossed her arms and looked sinister.
“Jiang Wan, ever since you returned to the manor, you have been arrogant and domineering, disrespectful to your husband and mother-in-law. My mother and brother have good tempers, but I cannot tolerate any dissent. I will not allow you to be so presumptuous in the Song family!”
"Do you think that adopting a child will give you security?"
"Today I'll show you that to be a wife of the Song family, you must be submissive and humble!"
She pointed to the dying Song Yu.
"Otherwise, this is the consequence!"
Jiang Wan clenched her fists, her eyes blazing with anger.
Song Yu's condition couldn't be delayed, so she handed Song Yu to Biluo and winked at her.
Biluo understood, and with a flick of her soft whip, she lashed out at the faces of the guards in the front row. Several of them screamed and rolled into a heap.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, she grabbed Song Jue and broke through the encirclement, heading towards Xingzhi Courtyard.
Song Shuling was startled.
She never expected that the ordinary-looking maidservant beside Jiang Wan would actually know martial arts.
Moreover, they repelled the general's guards so easily.
"Jiang Wan, how dare you start a fight at home!"
Song Shuling took a deep breath and said angrily.
"Trying to mess with me? Let me tell you, Ziyu is arriving soon, and he will definitely punish you severely!"
"You've acted recklessly, yet he wants to punish me?"
Jiang Wan's tone was icy, her eyes filled with barely concealed anger.
Before he could even settle accounts with Song Shuling, she became arrogant.
Song Shuling chuckled meaningfully, her gaze catching sight of Song Ziyu striding towards the lake in the distance.
She stepped forward and stood beside Jiang Wan by the lake, a sinister glint in her eyes.
"He will naturally punish you, because..."
After saying that, she turned her back to the lake, grabbed Jiang Wan's sleeve tightly, and plunged her whole body into the lake.
"Help! Help! Murder!—"
Song Ziyu saw this scene as soon as he arrived at the lake.
From his perspective, Jiang Wan was struggling with Song Shuling, trying to push her into the lake.
He was highly skilled in martial arts and immediately leaped forward to pull Song Shuling, who had fallen halfway into the lake, to safety.
"Second sister! Are you alright?"
Song Shuling was rescued in time, shivering in her half-wet clothes.
"Third brother, Jiang has gone mad!"
"Just because I disciplined Song Yu a few times, she became vicious and wanted to kill me!"
Song Ziyu grew up with her older sisters and they had a deep bond.
Hearing this, she turned her head and glared angrily at Jiang Wan: "It's you again! You're always causing trouble, can't you just behave yourself?"
"If I had arrived even a moment later, my second sister would have been killed by you, you wicked woman! Do you know that this is murder!"
Jiang Wan said calmly, "I didn't push her."
Song Ziyu was both amused and exasperated: "I saw it with my own eyes, and you still dare to deny it?"
"I told you, I didn't do what just happened."
Jiang Wan slowly straightened the hem of her skirt, which had been wrinkled by Song Shuling, her eyes flashing with anger.
"Watch closely."
"This time, it's actually me who did it."
With that, she raised her hand and shoved the still-dazed Song Shuling into the lake.
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