The whole family died tragically? The eldest daughter is the most powerful in the capital after her

"Actually what?" Gu Nanyuan punched Song Zhennan in the chest again, interrupting him, his eyes full of obvious sarcasm, "Actually, you are so stupid that you can't even tell right from wrong? Song Yuqing did something wrong and dragged down the entire Song family, and now you want me to cover for you? Song Zhennan, do you want to think about it carefully? Am I taking revenge on your own, or is it your family asking for humiliation?"

The more he spoke, the colder his voice became, and finally he punched Song Zhennan on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground.

Song Zhennan fell to the ground, coughing, his eyes still filled with reluctance, but he could no longer utter a word.

He raised his head, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Gu Nanyuan with gritted teeth, looking both embarrassed and ridiculous.

Gu Nanyuan stood up straight, took a breath, looked down at him coldly, and said in a chilling voice: "Remember, this is the last time. If you dare to mess around again, I will never show mercy."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves, turned around and left, leaving Song Zhennan lying on the ground.

"Prince," Qingji couldn't help but chase after him and asked in a low voice, "Are you... okay?"

"What can I do?" Gu Nanyuan said calmly without even turning his head, "Get this guy away and don't let me see him again."

After Song Zhennan was injured, he did not go to the clinic, but went directly to the Lin family to find Lin Ruoqiao.

When he appeared at the door of the Lin family in a disheveled state, his face was blue and purple, and there was dried blood at the corners of his mouth.

Instead of asking someone to inform them directly, he walked in breathlessly, looking around.

Soon, he saw Lin Ruoqiao sitting aside drinking tea.

"Seventh Miss!" Song Zhennan walked forward quickly, with deep anger, "I have something to tell you."

Lin Ruoqiao looked up and frowned slightly when she saw Song Zhennan's appearance.

She put down the teacup in her hand and said calmly, "Mr. Song, why are you like this? What happened?"

Song Zhennan covered his chest and slammed the table, his voice full of accusations: "What else could it be? Gu Nanyuan! Not only did he hit my elder sister hard, but now he's hitting me too! Seventh Miss, is this what he calls being impartial? He's clearly bullying others and taking revenge!"

Lin Ruoqiao leaned back slightly, her eyes showing coldness and scrutiny. She said calmly, "Mr. Song, are you here to accuse Mr. Gu? Or do you want me to do justice for you?"

Song Zhennan nodded quickly, looking anxious: "Seventh Miss, you have a good relationship with the Crown Prince's wife, and the Crown Prince listens to her the most. Go and talk to him and ask him to show mercy! My elder sister has been miserable enough, and I am only saying a few words for my family, how can you do this to me?"

When Lin Ruoqiao heard this, her brows furrowed even more.

She took a deep breath and tried to suppress her displeasure, but her tone was a little colder: "Mr. Song, what do you want me to say? Should I ask Ruoxuan to seek justice for your Song family, or should I ask Master Gu to show some leniency for Song Yuqing? Have you forgotten what mistake Song Yuqing made?"

Song Zhennan was speechless, his face slightly red, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "No matter how wrong my elder sister is, it shouldn't be like this! After all, she is my elder sister and the daughter of the Song family. If Master Gu is really a gentleman, how could he be so cold and cruel?"

"Cold?" Lin Ruoqiao sneered, "Song Gongzi, don't you know the truth of the matter? Song Yuqing committed the serious mistake of buying and selling fake goods, the people suffered, and the emperor was furious. If it were someone else, he would have been beaten to death! The prince showed leniency, which is already a great grace. It would be fine if you don't appreciate it, but you go to trouble him instead. What's the logic of this?"

Song Zhennan's face turned even uglier when he heard this, and he said with resentment, "Do you also think that our Song family is in the wrong? I just want to fight for a chance for my elder sister. Is this wrong?"

"Mr. Song, it's not your heart that's wrong, but your way." Lin Ruoqiao stood up, disappointment in her eyes, "You lost your mind and acted impulsively. Not only did you hurt yourself, you also slandered Master Gu and even came to me to ask me to stand up for you. Such behavior is not only irresponsible, but also ridiculous."

Song Zhennan was stunned. He didn't expect that Lin Ruoqiao, who was always gentle, would say such a thing.

There was a flash of disbelief in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I understand. Now that my Song family is in decline, everyone can step on it, even you."

When Lin Ruoqiao heard this, she completely lost her patience.

The gentleness on her face completely disappeared, and her eyes were filled with indifference: "Mr. Song, please don't blame your failure on others. Song Yuqing's ending was her own fault, and Master Gu's attitude towards you was also your own fault. As for me..."

She paused, her voice hard and cold, "I never meant to step on you, but I also never want to have anything to do with you again. From today on, please don't come to me again."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked away without mercy.

Song Zhennan stood there, his whole body stiff as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water.

He looked at Lin Ruoqiao's back but couldn't say a word.

In the end, he could only sneer helplessly, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Okay... Even you are the same, you are a cold-blooded and ruthless person!"

Afterwards, Song Zhennan returned to the Song family.

He had just stepped into the gate of the Song Mansion and had not had time to catch his breath when he heard a burst of sobbing coming from the inner hall.

He frowned and slowed down his pace involuntarily, but finally walked in.

Sure enough, Madam Song was sitting in the hall, wiping her tears and lamenting quietly: "Yuqing, my daughter... eighty sticks, how can she endure this..."

"Mom." Song Zhennan gritted his teeth and called out, looking at Madam Song with complicated eyes, "Please stop crying?"

When Mrs. Song saw him, she immediately stood up and rushed over, grabbing his arm, tears streaming down her face: "Zhennan, please think of a way to save your elder sister! She is the legitimate daughter of our Song family, how can she be punished like this? With her body, she will die if she is beaten with eighty sticks!"

Song Zhennan helplessly supported Madam Song, his tone full of fatigue: "Mom, please don't be like this. Do you think I don't want to save her? But what can I do? I have already asked Gu Nanyuan and Lin Ruoqiao for help, but it didn't work. They are now more indifferent to our Song family than each other, and I can't do anything about it."

Mrs. Song's eyes were filled with tears. She choked and asked, "Are we just going to watch Yuqing die? If you don't think of a solution, what will mother do?"

"Mom!" Song Zhennan was upset by her crying and raised his voice, "Do you think I didn't try my best? But Gu Nanyuan didn't give me a chance, and Miss Seven didn't want to talk to me anymore. What else can I do?"

Mrs. Song was startled by his tone, stunned for a moment, and then sobbed softly again, with even more despair on her face: "Yuqing, what sin have you committed..."

Song Zhennan sighed and didn't say anything more. He just stood there stiffly, his eyes wandering, as if he was thinking of a solution, but in the end he just lowered his head in silence.

At the same time, Zhang Mo learned of Song Yuqing's fate and immediately asked his servant to send a visiting card to Lin Ruoqiao, but was rejected.

The servant came back and reported in a low voice: "Seventh Miss replied, saying that she has too many things to do recently and it is inconvenient for her to keep the appointment. Please forgive me, Master Zhang."

"Oh?" Zhang Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled, but there was a hint of coldness in that smile. "Is it inconvenient for you to keep the appointment?"

The servant asked cautiously, "Sir, are you going to try to invite me again?"

Zhang Mo waved his hand, his tone nonchalant: "No need, she refused so directly, she doesn't want to get involved in these things."

As he spoke, his eyes darkened slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and soon he revealed a look of enlightenment.

He chuckled and said to himself, "It seems that Miss Seven is probably suspicious of me... No matter whether what Song Yuqing said is true or false, she doesn't want to get involved."

The servant couldn't help but ask: "So, sir, what are you going to do next?"