The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

The tide of memory brought back the scenes of his time in the capital. Song Yunfeng stood in the glory of the morning sun, his demeanor was as dazzling as the rising sun. His handsome face was not only amazing, but also cast an invisible shadow. The young prime minister of Southern Qin State, like a bright star, ascended to the pinnacle of power, surrounded by loyal guards, the people cheered in the streets, and flowers fell like rain. It was an ode to power and admiration for him. At this moment, Song Yunfeng not only became the focus of everyone's attention, but also deeply imprinted in his heart, becoming the first jealous shadow. There is such a perfect person in the world, not only with an enviable face, but also occupying an upright and unshakable position. From that moment on, a thorn that was difficult to remove was buried in his heart, sharp and persistent.

When he learned of Song Yunfeng's death, a secret joy rose quietly in a corner of his heart, like a glimmer of light in the night, weak but real. However, fate seemed to play a joke on him, and this person reappeared in the Divine Doctor Valley, making all his fantasies come to nothing.

"He is our Valley Master's partner! Haven't you heard of him?" Thirteen tilted his head, his tone was subtle, as if he knew everything. Song Yuanping did not respond, but he expressed his surprise: "He is Shen Yan's husband?"

Even though Song Yunfeng is no longer the powerful Prime Minister, he still holds great power in a place like Divine Doctor Valley. This favor of fate makes Song Yuanping feel deeply moved! "You knew each other before?" Thirteen asked tentatively.

“No.”

Perhaps it was because Song Yunfeng's face was too similar to his own that it touched some indescribable emotion deep in his heart, giving rise to the vines of jealousy. This emotion was so complicated that even he himself could not give a clear answer, but it was certain that he had never had the slightest affection for Song Yunfeng. In Song Yuanping's view, the other party seemed to have taken away the favor of fate that should have belonged to him, and his pride would not allow such a person to exist.

"Cousin, why haven't they taken any action yet?"

Looking at the densely packed Divine Wolf Army ahead, Song Yuanping frowned tightly, with uneasiness and confusion intertwined in his heart.

"Did we not give enough medicine?"

"No, that's enough." Thirteen said calmly, while quietly widening the distance between the two of them.

When Song Yuanping suddenly came to his senses and tried to find Thirteen, the latter had already crossed the turbulent river and stood on the other side. It was obvious that his cousin was taking advantage of the opportunity to try to control Shen Yan and Song Yunfeng. He was poisoned and had to submit to him.

At this moment, there was a dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from behind. When he turned around, he saw the chief guard holding his abdomen and slowly falling down. Then, like a wheat field swept by the autumn wind, the dark guards fell one by one, and the sound of weapons hitting the ground continued.

“What on earth is going on!?”

Even Song Yuanping keenly realized that the situation was out of control, but he found it hard to believe that Zi Sangchen would choose a path that would not benefit him at all!

"Zi Sangchen, you are two-faced and treacherous!"

"No, I'm from the Divine Doctor Valley, so I'm dealing with external enemies." Thirteen's tone was full of innocence, but it made people grit their teeth. He deceived everyone, including Song Yuanping, with his innocent appearance, and made him fall into the trap he had woven step by step. It was not until the end that he realized that he was standing on the opposite side of the Divine Doctor Valley. This cunning plan was really infuriating!

The anger was like a raging fire, but under the attack of the cold wind, Song Yuanping felt cold all over, and his heart was chilled to the extreme. All his guards fell to the ground, leaving him alone and helpless, as if he was deliberately left behind to become a ridiculous footnote.

"Just you? You have some skills to recruit thousands of soldiers and horses." Shen Yan's eyes were full of coldness, without a trace of warmth.

"We have plenty of manpower, just wait and see!"

Song Yuanping tried to escape, but was unfortunately hit by an arrow in the arm. In addition to the severe pain, the first thing he worried about was whether his precious body would be scarred. As a noble royal family, how could he be easily hurt? However, before this thought faded, another arrow had already broken through the air and pierced through his robe. Looking back, the firelight illuminated the cold-hearted man. He drew his bow again, his movements were neither hurried nor slow, and his calm posture seemed to have calculated Song Yuanping's inescapable fate.

"Song Yunfeng, you can't kill me!"

When he shouted this, he himself did not understand why he had such an impulse. But deep in his heart, a strange emotion was surging - although he had a deep hatred for Song Yunfeng, he inexplicably felt an indescribable intimacy, as if there was an inexplicable fate between them. However, Song Yunfeng's arrows did not stop because of this.

He not only intends to take a person's life, but also seems to intend to inflict utter humiliation.

"You pretended to be a royal family member, swindled people in Sifang City, illegally collected 500,000 taels of silver, and harmed as many as 53 innocent women. Your evil deeds are notorious, and you deserve to die! If you are not severely punished, how can we explain to those women who committed suicide because of you? Today is the end of you!"

Moreover, fifty-three arrows are required, each representing a sin, which must be repaid one by one!

Not one less!

“My legs!”

"My arm!"

Song Yuanping wailed continuously, his body covered with bruises. His body, which once stood out from the crowd, was now incomplete!

His adoptive father once warned him that as an emperor, one must not have even the slightest flaw on his body, but now, there is no way for him to return to that glorious past!

"Zi Sangchen, don't forget, you are an orphan of the previous dynasty! You are the descendant of Prince Guangyi, and your ending will be tragic! Foolish thing!" Song Yuanping cursed, his words revealing despair.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm not. The seal I gave you was just an imitation made by us."

"impossible!"

Song Yuanping opened his eyes wide. He had checked every texture of the jade seal over and over again. It was exactly the same as the authentic one. The white jade was finely carved without any error.

He didn't dare let his adoptive father see the letter directly, so he just stamped the seal on it.

But with such a complex pattern, how could there be a second one that is exactly the same?

If national treasures were so easy to copy, wouldn't everyone be able to own them?

"Why not? There are many talented people in our Divine Doctor Valley. It's a piece of cake to copy a jade seal based on ancient books. If you don't believe me, you might as well burn it with fire. The real jade seal of the previous dynasty is not afraid of the test of flames."

Thirteen's words were not false. What he was given was indeed a carefully forged jade seal, and the real one was safely hidden in the secret room.