Song Qingyu smiled gently, "Thank you, Ninth Prince."
He then raised his cup and was about to drink when he suddenly pressed it down, "Did this prince come to the Song Manor to drink tea? This prince didn't drink tea, so why did you drink tea to your heart's content?"
Song Qingyu's lower lip had turned purple from his own bite, but he still had to endure it. Lightly lifting up his cup, he said, "Ninth Prince, after you."
Zuo Linyi smiled and caught the cup. He took a sip of tea and slowly put it down. He said, "Good tea."
Only now did Song Zhentian's heart calm down. This living ancestor was truly hard to serve.
"Now that I've drunk the tea, I should think about the punishment."
His voice was soft, but it shocked the entire room into silence.
Song Qingyu's face turned pale as he thought about when he had offended him. If she messed with his tea, she would bring the tea to apologize. He was actually holding on like this.
Madam Shen was the first to react, glaring at Ming Yi.
Ming Yi immediately kowtowed, "Ninth Prince, earlier, it was really the Big Miss who intended to clash with you, making it difficult for this servant to knock over the teacup. At that time, everyone could testify for this servant, and this servant knows that I did not manage to properly protect the tea leaves of the Ninth Prince, so I ask that the Ninth Prince be punished. "
Mrs Shen slowly stood up and walked out of her seat. She gave Mingyi a cold kick and said, "It's all your fault, you damned girl." And then he slowly looked towards the ninth prince, "Ninth Prince, this time it is this official's wife who did not properly discipline her daughter and her servant. If the Ninth Prince blamed him, then he would ask the Ninth Prince to punish him. "After all, my little girl Ah Yu came from the countryside and doesn't know the rules."
Song Qingyu could not determine Zuo Linyi's intentions and knelt down as well. "Ninth Prince, please investigate this clearly."
Zuo Linyi raised his eyebrows. "If that's the case, then someone is asking for punishment while blabbering on and on." Cut off her tongue, dig out her eyes. " As soon as he finished speaking.
When no one could see clearly. Mingyi suddenly let out a blood-curdling screech, and everyone could feel the splattered liquid. At the same time, the smell of fresh blood permeated the air.
Everyone looked over. Ming Yi's eyes were empty and blood was flowing out from them. His mouth was also full of blood and his voice was buzzing. He fell to the ground and started to whip around in pain.
The woman was scared out of her wits.
Shen Shi's usually calm face was ashen.
"This servant should look like a servant. "It seems that way, it's very good." Zuo Linyi fiddled with his teacup and suddenly raised an eyebrow. "Just now, Madame Song seemed to have said something about not being strict with discipline and asking for punishment?"
Lady Shen looked at Zuo Linyi, who was sitting on the chair. She wasn't a person, but a devil.
"Your subject does not dare."
"Are you saying that this prince's ears aren't working too well these days?" Repeat what you said before. "Be clear, do not leave a single word behind."
An invisible pressure came crashing down. The first wife, Microsoft, looked to Song Zhentian for help. Sweat dripped down from Song Zhentian's forehead as he opened his mouth, but did not dare to plead. He could only signal to Madam Shen to cooperate with him in speaking.
Seeing the look in Song Zhentian's eyes, the first wife's body slightly trembled. She could only unwillingly say, "It is this official's wife that did not teach me and my daughter well. Prince, please …" Together... "Punishment."
A clear laugh came from the seat of honor. "This prince is only making a joke with Madame Song. Madame Song is a first-class madame bestowed by the emperor. How could this prince dare to punish her? Hurry and get up."
Lady Shen's face relaxed, but her body trembled with fear and was unable to muster up any strength.
Song Zhentian broke out in a cold sweat.
Zuo Linyi smiled and turned to look at Song Qingyu, who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed.
He continued, "Miss Song's tea is so sweet that the empress dowager likes it dearly. This prince also felt that the first rank today was quite good. It just so happens that on this year's New Year's Eve, mother asked this prince to take care of some matters. I may need to trouble Miss Song to come to the palace to guide me in preparing some tea. "
Everyone was taken aback.
The meaning of his words was to let Song Qingyu attend the royal banquet on New Year's Eve? What kind of glory was this?
Why did the punishment just now become a reward?
Song Zhentian was the first to react. He pulled Song Qingyu to kneel down and thank him, "My daughter, I will not let you down."
The ninth prince's almond-shaped eyes curved, "Since I've disturbed Lord Song for so long, it's time for this prince to leave as well."
"This official doesn't dare." Song Zhentian bowed. Seeing Zuo Linyi's departing voice, he finally let out a sigh of relief, "Respectfully sending off the Ninth Prince."
The guard beside him was a little confused, "What? Prince, you want to write a book? "The Emperor is looking for you right now. He really wants to beat the crap out of you. How did the Song Residence ever offend you when you came to cause trouble at the Song Residence?"
"I told you to keep an eye on that damned girl, what did you do? "What the heck, are you afraid that others won't know that you're strolling around the Song Manor?"
"Subordinate... "Subordinate …"
Another tall and skinny guard immediately shook his head, "If you can't tell, then the Song Residence did not offend me. It was the Song Residence that offended Miss Song." And he's taking revenge for Miss Song. "
"Mu Quan, slap him."
After the ninth prince had gone far away, everyone then muddle-headedly stood up from the ground.
Song Zhentian felt somewhat powerless as he looked at Ming Yi who had fallen into a pool of blood. With a scared and crazed appearance, he waved his sleeves and said, "Hurry up and throw this evil slave out."
Shen Shi took a deep breath, and was slowly helped to stand up, "Master, what's going on?"
Song Zhentian looked into the distance, his gaze complex, "Who knows what is going on with the ninth prince?"
"But he's still a prince, and yet he dares to be so arrogant."
Mrs Shen did not continue.
Song Zhentian was confused as well. He turned around to see Song Qingyu being helped up, "A Yu, go back and prepare yourself. If the Ninth Prince really does bring you to the palace to prepare, you must be cautious and not provoke the Ninth Prince."
Mrs Shen was stunned, it was as if only Song Qingyu was able to retreat today!
"A Yu, did you say something to the Ninth Prince? "Why do I feel like the ninth prince is here for you?"
Song Qingyu blankly looked back at the eldest wife, "Mother, I don't know either. You should ask, what happened to Mingyi? Why did you stop me today? She actually dared to gossip about the Ninth Prince. Since the tea had been boiled and they had to brew it again, that was that. You have to do this. "
The meaning behind Song Qingyu's words was very clear.
Madame Shen gnashed her teeth in anger. "Ah Yu, I believe that I have been good to you. How can you slander me? I am your mother after all."
Song Qingyu looked innocent, "Mother, did I say that? I was just worried that someone in the family might have started this, but it's a pity that Mingyi can't speak. "
"You clearly mean …"
"Enough!" Song Zhentian suddenly roared, "If anything happens, you will not stop." "Mistress, you've been quite against Ah Yu lately."
Madame Shen's expression changed as she watched Song Zhentian slowly leave, gritting her teeth in anger.
Song Qingyu covered the corners of his mouth as he laughed lightly. He bowed to Lady Shen and said, "Ah Yu, you have returned as well. The stench of blood permeated the air. Ah Yu is not feeling well."
Madam Shen let out a cold snort. The granny at the door lifted the curtain, and Song Qingyu slowly walked away.
With a bang, the table was slammed shut.
Song Yunjiu came out from the back and called out softly, "Mother."