Chapter 11

Commit suicide

Shangguan looked at Song Shuqi with a smile in his eyes. He said again leisurely, "what cousin Qi said, master Wuxiang, don't you give us an explanation?"

Shangguan Jin and song Shuqi sing together, and then lead the public's attention to Wuxiang and Xiaoyun.

Wu Xiang turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. "It's just a coincidence. After all, it's the Song family's own business. Don't get involved with the poor monk."

This sentence is obviously to get rid of their own relationship.

Song Shuqi turned to song Shutong and said, "sister, I know you are trapped by a servant girl

I'm in a bad mood, but this matter has come to an end. You have to have a result, don't you think? "

Xiao Yun wakes up and hears song Shuqi's words. She climbs to song Shutong's feet and says, "Miss, I didn't set you up. You should believe me."

Song Shutong is upset. When she looks up, she sees song Shuqi's smile rather than smile. Her heart is filled with awe, and then she looks at Xiao Yun's sad face and pleads. Song Shutong only feels a burst of depression, but if she wants to get rid of herself, she must turn her attention to Xiao Yun and Wu Xiang.

This dead girl can't do this well. What's the use of her?

Song Shutong showed a sneer at the corner of her mouth, raised her hand and slapped her on Xiaoyun's face, "you shameless thing, but I punished you for doing something wrong last time. I hate you. It's really a shame

The dog ate it. If you collude with others, you also want to blame your master. If you don't use family law, I don't think you know your master's name. "

Wu Xiang frowned when he heard this, "the second young lady's words are different, poor monk and this benefactor are innocent..."

Xiao Yun was beaten by song Shutong for a while, but she also knew the power of the family law. She was afraid that after the disposal, she would give up her life and kowtow busily, "Miss, please forgive me, my servant is wronged."

"Come on, pull Xiaoyun down." Song Shutong waved his hand and his face was cold.

"Wait a minute." But song Shuqi stepped forward and said, "why is my sister so busy?"

That song Shutong sneers, "elder sister, Xiao Yun is my servant girl, how to deal with my own discretion."

"What Tong cousin says is a little unkind." Shangguan brocade picked eyebrows, "moreover, today is the day of praying for blessings in the family temple. If it is stained with blood, isn't it unlucky?"

Song Shutong's words are not enough, but he didn't think of it.

"What the second cousin said is right. If my father knows that you punished the girl here today, he will not forgive you. My sister needs to think twice." Song Shuqi couldn't see her expression on her face, and her tone was light. "It's just a girl. Besides, the misunderstanding has been solved, and my sister will spare her life."

"It's better to tear down a temple than break a marriage. If Xiao Yun and Wu xiangtian are in love, his younger sister might as well help them." Song Shuqi spoke slowly.

Xiaoyun stares big eyes, and a touch of panic flashed in her eyes.

The Wuxiang monk had three bedrooms and four concubines, and they were very jealous. Every new lady could not live more than ten days and a half months. How could he marry him?

Song Shutong's eyes narrowed slightly. If she died in Wuxiang's home, she would save herself.

At this point, song Shutong sighed and said: "what my sister said is reasonable. In that case, let's betroth Xiaoyun to master Wuxiang. " After that, he turned his head and looked at Wu Xiang. He seemed to be smiling. He neither opposed nor should be reconciled. He couldn't see his mind at all.

But Xiaoyun cried like a tearful person, kneeling down and pleading: "Miss, I really know my mistake. Please don't let me marry that flower monk..."

Before the words are finished, song Shutong's cold eyes are shot. Xiaoyun immediately keeps silent and dare not speak again.

"I don't think it's a good thing." Song Shuqi couldn't help laughing twice, then waved and yawned, "I've been tossing about for a long time. I'm really tired. Bichen, let's go back to the room and let their master and servant discuss the rest. "

Bichen responds and supports song Shuqi. When she passes by song Shutong, song Shuqi says with a smile: "Xiaoyun has been with her sister for many years. In terms of dowry, my sister should not be stingy. After all, it's a blessing to marry Wuxiang master."

Song Shuqi was not able to rectify it. Song Shutong was not reconciled,

Her anger grew stronger when she heard her teasing herself so much at the moment.

But because of Shangguan brocade and other people in, they forced a way: "don't bother sister." Then black face also turned away, Xiaoyun see quickly wipe tears behind.

Along the way, song Shutong thought more and more angrily. Without any sign, she suddenly turned back and gave Xiao Yun a loud slap: "dead girl, it's all bad for you."

Xiaoyun covers her face and falls down on the ground. Holding song Shutong's leg, she cries: "Miss, it's all the fault of the maidservant. If you want to fight, you have to punish the maidservant."

Song Shutong is tired of hearing this and kicks Xiaoyun aside. "Do you dare to move my skirt with your dirty hands?"

Suddenly think of this skirt is also song Shuqi, heart a burst of nausea.

"You can do something about it yourself. If you can't think of it, you will marry Wu Xiang obediently."

After that, song Shutong takes a look at Xiaoyun, turns around and leaves the place, leaving Xiaoyun paralyzed in the place.

In the blink of an eye, it's night. All the people of the Song family gathered in the hall and began to pray, solemn and quiet.

At this time, there was a flustered sound outside.

"Miss, miss, no good." It is autumn red flurried into the hall, look scared.

Song Shutong frowned and glared at Qiuhong, "Why are you so flustered?"

Feeling miss's poor eyes, Qiuhong subconsciously stepped back, "Miss, that... Xiaoyun hanged herself."