Chapter 217 Chapter 16: Resentment

The prince's wife tried her best. Even Mrs. Wang Wu and others who were still far away could hear the crisp slap. Master Wang Wu's heart skipped a beat and saw Song Heng's face appearing.

A slap came and hurriedly pulled Mrs. Wang Wu's sleeve and gave a wink at Mrs. Wang Wu.

But Mrs. Wang Wu ignored her husband's intentions at all. She turned her head and looked at her husband with annoyance, sneered and said in a low voice: "Good fight! It should have been like this long ago. That bastard, if it weren't for him, how could Eleven have changed.

So it?!"

Speaking of his younger brother, Mrs. Wang Wu's eyes turned red in an instant, her heart hurt and sore, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

Master Wang Wu sighed and looked at his wife helplessly.

To be fair, the Song family always says that Song Heng is not good, but in fact, Song Heng really hasn't treated the Song family. He said that Song Xiangyu favors Song Heng, he thinks that this favor makes sense - it is also Song Xiangyu's

The eldest son, the eldest son, was immersed in wine and sex. He was clearly a person of more than twenty, but he was fat and had big ears. He looked no different from those of others who were thirty or forty.

So is Song Shiyi, who is idle all day long.

Among so many brother-in-laws, Mr. Wang Wu likes Song Heng the most. Sometimes, it is a great benefit to not cause trouble for others, especially since Song Heng is a playboy, his official career has soared all the way.

He frowned and heard the prince's wife squeezing Song Heng's clothes and scolding loudly.

Any unpleasant words came out: "You lowly bastard! The dirty seeds of urine! If I hadn't been soft-hearted at the time, with your lowly mother's identity, you had entered the Song family's door?

Can you be your young master safely in the Song family!?"

Resentment can make a person unrecognizable.

The prince's wife, who has always been elegant and luxurious, has always been self-reliant, has completely lost her former arrogance and said anything ugly, and while accusing Song Xiangyu of the absurdity, the Song family's harmony, while scolding Song Heng for being shameless and born a shameless person.

Song Hengqingqing's face had no expression on his face, but he looked at the prince's wife with black and bright eyes.

Anyone can see the huge storm contained in his eyes.

"Enough!" It was Song Xiangyu who stepped forward and rescued Song Heng from her entanglement, looking coldly at the prince's wife who was crying: "The matter has not been figured out yet, you are just going to die.

Living, where did everyone's demeanor you boast about on weekdays?”

He was really angry. In the past, the prince's wife was mean and mean in secret. No matter what, she also left a little respect for each other. But now, the prince's wife really doesn't even want this fig leaf on her face.

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He looked at Song Heng with some distress.

All the grievances and pains of the prince's wife were aroused by his eyes. She ignored her. At this moment, she didn't even care about her son who was lying on the bed. She shouted at the top of her lungs and attacked Song Xiangyu: "You have the nerve to tell me the demeanor, you have the nerve to bother me.

I'm making a fuss?! If you hadn't been distorting the legitimate illegitimate and raising this beast to the lawless, how could I be the laughing stock of the entire capital? How could Eleven lying on the bed?!"

Thinking of what Sun Yuan said just now, the prince's wife couldn't help but feel sad. She cried and grabbed Song Heng and teared her up: "You little guy, if it weren't for you, how could my Zhiyuan be

In this way? If something really happened to him, I will take your life!"

All the servants who served wanted to be blind and deaf, so they hurriedly lowered their heads and held their breath, pretending that nothing had been heard.

The prince's wife rolled in like this, cried and made a fuss. The Sixth Young Master was slapped. No matter which one it was, it would not be a good thing to be seen by those who served them.

If Song Heng didn't say it, he had always been indifferent to his servants.

But the prince's wife values ​​face the most. When she comes to her senses, the first thing she must do is to give away the farther and farther people who have seen her like this, the better.

Song Xiangyu frowned and looked at the prince's wife with a heavy look for a while. Suddenly, he pulled the prince's wife and shouted coldly: "Enough!"

At home, Song Xiangyu rarely gets angry. Most of the time, he is a taciturn person. The more such a person becomes, the more terrifying it becomes.

Mrs. Wang Wu, who was about to stir up the flames, was stunned, her heart beat fast, she looked at her father and then looked at her mother, and finally pursed her lips, but she went up to her and called her mother softly, then shook her head at the prince's wife.

Motioned her not to anger Song Xiangyu.

The prince's wife's eyes were red, and her eyes were red and she looked at Song Heng in front of her, as if she wanted to swallow Song Heng alive.

Song Xiangyu felt extremely tired and looked at her with a frown: "How is Eleven?"

When she mentioned her son, the prince's wife suddenly had another choking and mocked her: "What can it be done?! Sun Yuan Judgment." She sobbed and covered her face with her sleeves and completely lost her composure: "Sun Yuan Judgment said, I'm afraid it won't work.

Now, let's prepare for the funeral."

Song Heng immediately raised his head and turned to look at her.

Song Xiangyu was also surprised. Unexpectedly, it was so serious that he had already taken Song Heng into the house with big strides, and asked, "Where is the person being sentenced by Sun Yuan? Is Doctor Hu here?"

Mr. Wang Wu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed up and explained: "Sun Yuan has just gone to write the prescription. Doctor Hu is still in the future. He said he has gone to Princess Mingchang's mansion. Our family has sent someone to invite him.

It's almost time to count."

Song Xiangyu had already stepped into the threshold and walked a few steps to his son's bed. He saw that his face was already faintly blue and his lips were black, lying on the bed dyingly. He stepped onto his feet, and a girl was kneeling and holding her.

There was a bloody smell coming from the spittoon at this moment.

His expression became solemn.

Song Heng also looked ugly, and he took a few steps forward to look at the spittoon. He was about to speak, but the prince's wife didn't know how to scold the servants: "Why don't you take it and change it, let him see it later, wouldn't it be

Making him even more scared?!"

The little girl hurriedly held the spittoon and stepped down carefully. Immediately, a big maid turned on the incense burner and sprinkled a handful of lily fragrance into the incense burner, suppressing the bloody smell.

Song Xiangyu sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch Song Zhiyuan's hair, and sighed with a dim look.

The prince's wife looked at her coldly, but her heart was full of hatred, and she only thought that his behavior was ridiculous.

At this moment, the Sun Yuan verdict came in. When Song Xiangyu saw that it was him, he asked, "Old Sun, what's going on? You are the Imperial Hospital verdict. You are the first-class medical skills in Dazhou. Is it even you?

There is no way?!"
Chapter completed!