Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

Yue Yuan didn't speak, and Song didn't speak either.

Ling felt something was wrong all over her body.

She remembered her purpose and couldn't help showing joy on her face, so she said loudly:

"Your Majesty, today I am here to propose marriage to Princess Yue Ran!"

She stared at Yue Yuan, trying to see relief and joy on his face.

As a result, he missed the constant glances from Song.

Song's palms were sweaty. She stood there in a daze, facing Yue Yuan's deep gaze. For a moment, she didn't dare to move forward.

She secretly told Ling that Yue Ran lost her virginity before marriage and that the prince must not know about it.

Otherwise, she didn't even dare to imagine what the prince would do.

Yue Yuan ignored Ling and snorted coldly:

"Let's just pretend that nothing happened today. Come on, show the guests away!"

Several tall guards came in and stood in front of Ling, and Ling immediately felt unhappy.

She threw away her handkerchief and her voice became shrill:

"Your Majesty, what are you doing? I came here to propose marriage to Princess Yue Ran because of my friendship with Princess Song!"

Song didn't dare to look Yue Yuan in the eye, and hurriedly stepped forward, pulling Mrs. Ling's sleeve and walking out.

Ling was used to being arrogant in front of Song. Now she felt wronged and was not willing to leave like that.

She shook Song's hand away with all her strength, and her eyes, which were originally unfriendly, looked even more vicious:

"Princess Song, you know that I came here today with full sincerity. If I hadn't seen Princess Yue Ran before her marriage... Woohoo!!!"

Song rushed over and covered Ling's mouth tightly. Usually she was like a rabbit in front of Ling, but at this moment her eyes showed a fierce light:

"Madam Ling, if you still want your wish to come true, leave the palace now!"

For the first time, Ling was intimidated by Song's aura.

She rolled her eyes, looked at Yue Yuan's dark face, and then she reacted.

After all, Yue Ran's loss of virginity before marriage is a family disgrace of the Dingbei Palace. If she shouts it out in front of so many people in the Dingbei Palace today, the Dingbei King will lose face and will probably fight with her husband to the death in the future.

Thinking of this, Ling broke out in a cold sweat.

She calmed down and forced a smile towards Yue Yuan:

"Oh, look at my impatience, my Lord. I just offended you. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart."

Yue Yuan closed his eyes, his patience had reached its limit, and he said in a low voice:

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me saying send the guests away?"

Several palace guards were startled and looked at Ling with cold faces:

"Please Madam Ling leave the palace!"

Ling was disappointed. She glared at Song secretly and left angrily.

Song lowered her head and followed him out:

"I will send Madam Ling out first."

Yue Yuan said softly:

"stop."

Song suddenly froze in place, not daring to move.

She turned around gently, her eyes reddened, and she shouted with grievance:

"My Lord, why are you so angry? You scared me."

Yue Yuan didn't even turn his head, but waved his hand in annoyance:

"You are already this old, but you are still imitating the little girl's behavior. You don't feel uncomfortable, but I feel disgusted!"

There were several maids serving in the main hall. After being scolded by Yue Yuan, Song suddenly felt that she had lost face in front of the servants.

Her face turned blue and red, she gritted her teeth and whispered to the maids:

"Get out of here, all those who don't have any sense!"

Only Yue Yuan and Song were left in the main hall.

Song suppressed her panic, smoothed the hair by her ears, smiled gently, walked to Yue Yuan, squatted down, held Yue Yuan's broken leg with both hands, and kneaded it gently:

"Your Highness, have you not been taking your medicine properly recently? Your legs are hurting again, right? Let me rub them for you."

However, the next moment, Yue Yuan grabbed her wrist, and with just this pinch, her wrist almost broke.

Song felt pain, tears welled up in her eyes:

"Your Highness, please calm down! I know that Your Highness is angry because I discussed the marriage with Madam Ling without telling you today."

Yue Yuan pushed her aside and sneered:

"So you know what you are doing?"

Song bit her lip, stood up straight, and spoke tremblingly:

"I am also thinking about the eldest lady and want to help the prince solve his problems. I have no ill intentions."

Seeing that Yue Yuan didn't say anything, she became bolder and continued:

"I know that the prince has been worried about the eldest daughter's marriage. After all, our eldest daughter is already a general of the cavalry, and she shouldn't be worried about marriage, but she is nineteen years old after all."

"What's more...the young lady has been very close to the werewolf boy for the past five years. The news has long been spreading throughout the capital. The young lady has no choice but to marry someone else, Your Majesty!"

Song's face was excited, her words were passionate, and tears were rolling down her face at the right moment.

This is her most lovable look.

"Your Highness, Madam Ling's family is quite wealthy. Her nephew is an honest man. Although he is ten years older than the eldest lady, he is more caring as he is older..."

Yue Yuan could no longer bear it and slammed the table:

"Shut up!"

The rosewood coffee table shook, then broke into pieces and shattered onto the ground.

Song suddenly forgot to breathe and looked at Yue Yuan in horror.

She clearly remembered that after five years of "recuperation" for Yue Yuan, both of his arms had become dry and weak. How could he have used his strength to smash a coffee table today?

After Yue Yuan smashed the coffee table, his arm began to ache slightly. For the past half month, he had been taking the muscle-relaxing pills that Yue Ran had arranged for him every day. These were all the top-quality medicines that he had asked Yue Ran to bring to the military camp that year.

He managed to spit out all the medicine that Song gave him.

Yue Ran collected the medicine he vomited into a porcelain bottle and ordered someone to send it to find the ghost doctor Zhang Bujiu.

Once Zhang Bujiu is found, it will be clear what the Song family has done to his medicine over the years.

Yue Yuan raised his eyes, the muscles on his face twisted involuntarily, and his chest rose and fell sharply, as if he wanted to release all his anger with his breathing.

His voice was hoarse and low, like a cry from the abyss, and every word was filled with uncontrollable anger:

"Song, Ranran is my precious daughter who I raised with my hands. Who gave you the courage to torture her like this? Huh?!!!"

Yue Yuan roared again, scaring Song so much that she almost fell to the ground.

She burst into tears in panic:

"Your Highness has wronged me. I did this for her own good!"

"I dare not elaborate on the young lady's current reputation. Who among the noble families in the capital dares to marry her?"

"Mrs. Ling is willing to let the eldest daughter enter the Ling family because of her friendship with me."

"If the eldest lady doesn't even look down on Madam Ling's nephew, then I'm afraid she can only enter the family temple in this life!"

After hearing this, Yue Yuan did not get angry but laughed instead, and he almost cried at the end.

This is the daughter-in-law his mother chose for him, so vicious and so insidious.

The smile on his face did not reach his eyes, and his emotions calmed down.

"Forget it, Song, since you can't tolerate Ranran, the ancestral temple of my Dingbei Palace has been empty for many years. Tomorrow you should pack up and stay in the ancestral temple!"