C98

Song Zhentian was thinking about how to deal with Song Yiyan.

The back of his hand was covered in meat.

Especially Song Yiyan, who was taken care of as a pearl ever since she was young. She initially wanted to marry into a prominent family to make his official road more smooth. Unexpectedly, from the Shen family to Song Yiyan, they all made him worry.

If the punishment was too severe, the Imperial Palace wouldn't forgive him. If the punishment was light, it would be hard to convince the masses.

Right now, Yu Wang had already left this difficult problem to him.

He cursed at the "unfilial daughter" as his heart was in a mess. He kept pacing up and down the hall.

Song Qingyu was exceptionally calm as he stood at the side. With a slight glint in his eyes, he said softly, "Since this matter has something to do with my daughter. Can you hand over the punishment to your daughter? "

Song Zhentian and Song Yiyan stopped at the same time.

Her voice was soft, but it was like a demonic sound that struck Song Yiyan's heart, causing her to shiver.

Song Yiyan looked up and saw the undisguised look in Song Qingyu's eyes. She quickly looked at Song Zhentian, grabbed his clothes, and shook her head, "Father, don't listen to her, she will not let our daughter go. "Father, save me!"

Song Zhentian wished he could kick away the foolish Song Yiyan, he looked at Song Qingyu benevolently, "What do you think?"

Song Qingyu's feather-like eyelashes slightly trembled, and his eyes flowed with unspeakable Tsinghua.

"I think my sister should be dealt with in accordance with the family rules. "Since it is family law, regardless of how severe the punishment is, it is still a rule of the Song Clan. Others have no right to interfere, so they will not feel that there is anything wrong with it."

Hearing this, Song Zhentian agreed. Since this was the case, then King Yu and the Imperial Household would be able to deal with both sides.

That is wise and thoughtful.

The eldest daughter was obviously dignified and intelligent.

Song Zhentian could not help but praise in his heart.

30 boards? Song Yiyan was stunned, her eyes turned red, she pointed at Song Qingyu and scolded: "You did it on purpose! I beat you thirty times before, and now you actually dare to ask for it back! What right do you have to argue with me? "How dare you oppose me!"

Song Zhentian glared at Song Yiyan.

"Do you have any rules in your eyes?" This is your eldest sister, you want to harm your eldest sister, don't you have a trace of kinship? "In my opinion, even the thirty boards are missing, so it should be forty boards."

"Father!" "Father!"

Song Zhentian did not listen to Song Yiyan's shouts at all, he ordered loudly, "Men, attack immediately. This old man will definitely teach this unfilial girl a lesson today! "

As Song Zhentian spoke, the door was immediately shut tight, signifying that it was time to go home.

After the light was blocked outside the door, someone came up to stop Song Yiyan. Song Yiyan did not have the heart to repent, she stared at Song Qingyu, "Do you dare to hit me?"

Song Qingyu walked forward slowly and patted Song Yiyan on the shoulder, saying softly, "You owe me, you owe my mother, I will get everything back." This was just the beginning. "It's just a few plates, you should take care of it. I will leave you with your life so that your mother can collect the corpse."

Song Yiyan could not believe that Song Qingyu actually knew the truth and that her mother was killed by her mother!

Song Qing Yu was too scary, she knew everything.

She had come back for revenge.

Song Jue's eyes widened and his mouth curved into a smile. He pulled on Song Qingyu's shirt, "You know that's great." One day, I will send you and your mother back together. "

"Maybe Second Sister will die in front of me. "Look, these thirty boards." The corners of Song Qingyu's mouth curled up, not concealing the hostility in his eyes. Breaking free from her, he turned around and walked towards Song Zhentian, reminding her, "Father, you can begin."

Song Zhentian nodded.

Song Yiyan saw the resolute look in Song Qingyu's eyes. Glancing at the board, he felt a sense of fear.

Thirty trump cards, there was no guarantee that he would beat them to death.

She took a step back, then smiled as if she had been possessed. At the same time, he shook off the attendant and struggled to stand up.

The moment she stood up, she pulled out the hairpin and stabbed it at Song Qingyu, "Go to hell!"

Song Qingyu moved to the side and Song Yiyan jumped straight at Song Zhentian. Only then did she realize that it was already too late when she was in Song Qingyu's shoes again.

Song Zhentian was caught off guard. Seeing Song Yiyan rushing towards him, he could only take a step back in surprise. Just when he was frightened out of his wits.

Song Qingyu suddenly hugged Song Yiyan, "Sister, what are you doing here? "That's father!"

Song Zhentian's eyes were cold as he looked at Song Yiyan coldly, "Are you crazy?"

Song Yiyan was furious, "No, Dad, it's Song Qingyu. Song Qingyu came back for revenge. She wants to kill us all. If we don't kill her, she won't let us go."

The moment the hairpin pierced over, Song Zhentian did not even acknowledge Song Yiyan.

He even wanted to sentence this assassin who tried to kill him to death!

Now, no matter what Song Yiyan said, Song Zhentian did not believe her.

On the contrary, he had complete faith in Song Qingyu.

The second daughter must be in a desperate situation.

"Someone, tie up the second lady immediately."

Song Yiyan was shocked as she stared at Song Qingyu. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the hairpin in his hand and pierced it towards Song Qing Yu, "Song Qingyu, don't be so arrogant! I am the direct descendant of the Song Family. "

Everyone saw the hairpin pierce towards Song Qing Yu, and Song Qing Yu dodged it in time. At the same time, Song Qingyu turned around and grabbed the hairpin.

"Second sister!"

Everyone sighed.

"You are not worthy." Song Yiyan snorted and insisted on not releasing the hairpin, only to see it being thrown into the air by someone unwittingly. Song Yiyan looked up and saw that the hairpin had already landed. Song Yiyan did not know how to react and could only feel pain on her face.

After which, the hairpin landed on the ground, emitting a crisp sound as droplets of blood dripped down.

Song Yiyan covered her face and screamed with bloodshot eyes, "My face! My face!"

Suddenly, a scar appeared on the face of Song Yiyan, who always paid attention to beauty.

Song Qingyu innocently turned to look at Song Zhentian, saying with worry, "Father, just now, it wasn't me. Father, what should we do? Our little sister's face is injured. "

Song Zhentian felt pain in his heart for Song Yiyan's face, but that scene was caused by Song Yiyan, and it was a coincidence that the hairpin fell, "You can't be blamed, but she can only blame herself. Someone, bring her down immediately. "

Song Zhentian thought that if she really could not save him, then he would no longer have any use for her.

Song Qingyu's eyebrows twitched as he watched Song Yiyan being taken away with his own eyes.

The vermilion door was repeatedly knocked.

The servant hurried over to pass on the message. "Master, Eldest Miss, Miss Mu has returned. That the body might be her sister. "

Song Zhentian was stunned, his eyebrows knitted together as he looked at the two unknown corpses. Initially, he thought it was Song Qingyu and almost sent someone to prepare the coffin.

Song Yiyan was a bastard, she didn't know anything and just brought the corpse back.

"Ask her to come in."