The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Even if she was the disciple of the Imperial Master, so what? As long as she was disobedient and unfilial to her parents, even if she was protected by the Imperial Master, she would have no place in the capital.

Ji Ziche was about to take action but was stopped by Song Yunxi.

Do they think they are worthy enough to play the sympathy and family ties card with her?

Song Yunxi stood up slowly, calmly and openly.

"I am your daughter? Then why was I abandoned in a deserted mountain when I was born?"

Everyone then remembered the rumors about the eldest daughter of the Imperial Master's Mansion -

It was abandoned at birth, but not only was it not eaten by wolves, but it was taken into the wolf's den and fed, and it drank wolf milk for quite a while.

Didn’t the Wenyuan Marquis’ Mansion say that their eldest daughter had been raised in the south because she was frail?

It seems that there are many unknown secrets in this!

"that is because……"

"Father!"

Song Shaozhang was afraid that his reputation would be damaged, so he immediately wanted to explain that the child had been switched by the wet nurse. Song Zheyang noticed this and stopped him in time.

Mu Xue has suffered too many blows today. If it is revealed that the real daughter is the wet nurse's daughter, she will have no choice but to leave the capital.

Song Yunxi sneered. Song Zheyang's attitude towards his sister Song Muxue was indeed extraordinary. No wonder he had dragged his fiancée on for a long time in his previous life and refused to marry her, making her a laughing stock in the capital.

Song Shaozhang also realized his impulsiveness and immediately changed his words: "No matter what, you are my daughter, Song Shaozhang!"

Someone said, "Marquis Wenyuan wrote a letter of severance that day, severing all ties."

Many people witnessed the scene where Song Yunxi was expelled from the mansion and wrote a letter of severance of engagement.

Song Yunxi had made such a big fuss in the first place just to put herself on the moral high ground of public opinion, and now it seems to have been quite effective.

Song Shaozhang's old face turned red, and he threatened Song Yunxi in a deep voice: "Don't forget that your last name is Song too!"

What this means is that it will be of no benefit to you if Wenyuan Marquis's Mansion loses face.

This daughter is now the eldest daughter of the Imperial Master's Mansion. It will only be beneficial for the Marquis' Mansion to let her recognize him as her father.

At this time, Song Shaozhang had completely forgotten that Song Yunxi was an evil star and was disliked by him.

Song Yunxi looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Do I need to remind you? The Song in my last name is the Song in Song Wentian, not the Song in your last name, Wenyuan Hou Song Shaozhang."

Song Zheyang said coldly: "Song Yunxi, enough is enough!"

If we talk about the entire Wenyuan Marquis Mansion, the person Song Yunxi admires the most is Song Zheyang. Even though he obviously hates her so much, he still pretends to be a good brother and visits her from time to time to give her some sweet treats.

If in his previous life he could express his disgust directly like Song Zhening did, and not give her hope with false brotherly love, she might have given up on Wenyuan Marquis Mansion earlier and would not have to suffer all that torture.

When it comes to hypocrisy, Song Shaozhang is far inferior to his son.

The impulsive Song Zhening jumped up from the ground, rushed towards Song Yunxi and hit her: "Song Yunxi, don't give me face..."

"what!!"

Before he could utter the last word, a shrill scream replaced it. Song Zhening fell to the ground, holding his right wrist and screaming in pain.

Ji Ziche strode over, stepped on the back of Song Zhening's hand and crushed it hard: "Who gave you the courage to attack my Xiao Si?"

Song Zhening felt like his hand was about to break, but he couldn't utter a word except screaming.

Ji Ziche's ruthlessness made everyone gasp. They subconsciously looked at Song Wentian, only to see him sipping a sip of wine leisurely. His elegant and gentle voice resounded throughout the hall: "Xi'er, did your master teach you that if someone makes you unhappy, you should just kill them. Why say more?"

"..."

What did they hear?

Such cold-blooded and heartless words came from the mouth of the exiled imperial master? And in such a beautiful and moving voice.

Song Yunxi smiled coquettishly: "Don't we have Master and Second Brother?"

"You!"

Song Wentian shook his head and sighed, but his eyes were full of pampering and indulgence: "You are used to being lazy."

In the silent hall, a crisp sound of broken bones was heard, followed by Song Zhening's heart-wrenching cry.

Ji Ziche didn't even look at him, but looked at Song Shaozhang and Song Zheyang. The frightened Song Shaozhang trembled and retreated behind his eldest son. Song Zheyang forced himself to calm down: "What is the second son Ji going to do?"

This is happening in front of the Emperor, and the Imperial Preceptor's Office doesn't even take the Emperor's authority into consideration?

Emperor Qinglong also had a headache: "Wentian, tell Zi Che to stop!"

In the eyes of others, this guy is a god who is detached from the mundane world and lives a carefree life all day long, but in fact, he is extremely evil at heart and no one who provokes him will have a good ending.

Look at what these disciples have become.

His chubby nephew, who was as delicate as a jade, had become colder day by day since he followed Song Wentian, and finally turned into such a cold and ruthless iceberg. Not only that, but he was also so cruel when torturing people... Oh no, he was so cruel when he kicked them.

And that little girl, she looks beautiful and fairy-like, but her heart is as dark as Song Wentian!

Sensing Emperor Qinglong's gaze, Song Wentian raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, do you have any problem with me?"

Listen, listen, is this the tone and attitude that a subject should use when speaking to the emperor?

Everyone was so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats, fearing that they would be affected by the emperor's wrath.

But the Emperor Qinglong, whose power was always unpredictable, was good-tempered this time and explained to the Imperial Master: "Shouldn't we solve the troubles at hand? So that you won't be upset when you see them."

ha?

Did this humble and flattering tone really come from the mouth of their majestic and oppressive emperor?

Before Song Wentian could answer, a eunuch came to report that His Royal Highness Prince Chen had entered the palace to report that he was safe.

After listening to Song Yunxi's voice, Emperor Qinglong's attitude towards the Queen and General Dingguo's Mansion changed, and he no longer rejected Prince Chen, his only legitimate son.

"Xuan."

Ye Xuanqi walked out of the main hall and paid his respects under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Wasn't Prince Chen injured and unconscious? He woke up too quickly, and he didn't look like someone who was seriously injured!

Emperor Qinglong asked: "The imperial physician said that you were seriously injured, why don't you rest in your house?"

Ye Xuanqi was quite frank: "I was just unconscious. I was afraid that my father and mother would worry, so I came to the palace in person to report that I was safe."

Emperor Guan Long rarely showed concern for his son's injury and even arranged a seat for him.

For the first time, the Queen smiled from the bottom of her heart and gently warned: "Xuan Qi, you have just recovered from your injury, so you must not drink."

Ye Xuan Ke, who came up to her, immediately smiled and said to the queen, "Don't worry, mother. I will take care of my fourth brother."

[Wow, Ye Xuanqi is here. Let's see who will win out between this pair of father and son who are enemies.]

Song Yunxi's thoughts did not let them go.

Emperor Qinglong: What the hell is this about father and son being enemies?

Ye Xuanqi: You can just change your name.

Ye Xuan Ke pricked up his ears, afraid of missing any details.

The queen was worried about her son, but she was also eager to hear gossip.

[These two are really father and son, otherwise why would they treat the woman who planted green grassland on their heads as their treasure? ]