The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Song Yuanping struggled to crawl forward a few steps, picked up a torch, and took out the jade that had never been returned from his arms.

Under the licking of the flames, the stone instantly shrank by half and turned completely black!

fake!

At this moment, all the lies were ruthlessly exposed, and Song Yuanping's world collapsed.

Ridiculous! These four words were like a heavy hammer, smashing all the hypocritical masks in the world, making all the disguises seem so ridiculous and insignificant.

He, Song Yuanping, a man who used to boast of being extremely smart and wandering between lies and deceptions all day long, never dreamed that he would one day become the biggest victim of his own lies. Just because of a legendary jade seal, he easily believed the mysterious man named Zi Sangchen, and found himself in a well-laid trap. How ironic, how sad!

How sad! Song Yuanping was like a lost dog, lying on the cold ground, his tears mixed with the dirt, his cry full of helplessness and despair. His once cunning eyes were now empty and blank. The wind around him seemed to be laughing at his ignorance.

Shen Yan, a woman with a cold look in her eyes, saw this scene, not only did she not have the slightest sympathy, but she even raised her lips slightly with a hint of sarcasm. In her eyes, Song Yuanping's complacency once he gained power and his complacency even after becoming a puppet emperor was simply stupid. A soul that has lost itself and is easily manipulated, what is there to respect?

"Thirteen, he is your relative. If you say you want to stay, then spare his life." Although Shen Yan's voice was cold, it unexpectedly contained a hint of hesitation, as if leaving this pitiful man with a last glimmer of hope.

However, Song Yunfeng's attitude was firm and cold. He stopped putting the arrow on his head, his deep eyes penetrated the night, and swept coldly over Song Yuanping, as if he was looking at a piece of trash. "Why keep him? Even if his grandfather were still alive, he would not forgive him!" His voice echoed in the air, decisive and unquestionable. In his world, blood ties could not be a reason to escape punishment. The real relatives were those companions who fought side by side with him in the Divine Doctor Valley, not the hypocritical scum in front of him.

Song Yunfeng did not stop, and arrows flew out one after another, each arrow was extremely accurate and pierced into Song Yuanping's body mercilessly. That voice was extremely harsh in the quiet night. "Very good, in fact, I hate him too." Song Yunfeng's tone was calm, as if what he was doing was just a trivial matter.

"Song? He's not worthy of it!" These few simple words contained Song Yunfeng's deep disdain and contempt.

Song Yuanping's body was pierced by the sharp arrow, and the pain had overwhelmed him. Only instinctive twitching and beast-like low moans echoed in the air. "Stop - stop -" His plea for mercy seemed so weak and pale.

"Song Yunfeng! Stop!" A woman's voice sounded in the distance, with heart-wrenching pain and eagerness, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Song Yunfeng raised his lips slightly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. "You're here just now."

The woman was wearing a veil, and even in the dead of night, her staggering figure still revealed an indescribable tenacity and beauty. She accidentally fell to the ground when she dismounted, and although her posture was embarrassed, she still had her charm. And Song Yunfeng's arrow once again aimed at the target, cold and ruthless, just like his eyes at the moment.

The Divine Wolf Army was like ghosts in the night, emitting a heart-pounding chill. They were not a group of rabble, but real warriors, and every move they made was filled with the breath of death.

"Yuanping--" the woman cried, her outstretched hands stagnated in the air, not knowing what to do. Her son, her pampered darling, now fell on the ground in disgrace.

"Song Yunfeng! You are so brave!" The woman's sharp scream pierced through the night, a mixture of anger and helplessness.

However, another arrow mercilessly shot into Song Yuanping's body. "Ah! Mother... It hurts!" The scream was filled with unbearable pain.

"Stop! Don't do it!" The woman stretched out her arms, trying to use her body to shield her son from the coming storm. In her opinion, gender and identity might be the last line of defense, but she didn't know that in the face of justice and truth, any excuse was pale and powerless.

Just as Song Yunfeng was about to shoot his arrow and give the woman the final judgment, she suddenly lifted her scarf, revealing a stunningly beautiful face and an undeniable pride. "Song Yunfeng! Why didn't Song Lin mention me?" Her words were full of questioning, but also carried an inexplicable confidence.

"I am his first wife, and my son is the legitimate eldest son! And you are just an insignificant son of a side branch!" Every word she said was like thunder, shocking everyone present.

"Do you understand? A side branch! Your mother was just a concubine!" Her words were powerful, revealing the secrets and entanglements within a family.

At this moment, everyone was in shock. Shen Yan also felt that Song Yunfeng's breath beside him suddenly changed. His originally calm breathing became heavy and disordered. However, just as the woman finished speaking, the arrow was shot again!

Fortunately, the two maids following closely behind the woman quickly blocked the attack with their knives, and the woman was saved from danger. The woman was surprised, but more in disbelief. "You still want to kill me? Song Yunfeng, do you know ethics? If your father were still alive..."

Song Yunfeng's rage had reached its peak, and he would not tolerate any provocation or questioning. He fired arrows like rain, continuously. In the end, the two maids fell in a pool of blood, defending their master with their lives.

"Master... we, your servants, can no longer... protect you..." These were their last words, full of helplessness and loyalty.

"Lingxiang, Huixiang..." The woman looked at the two maids who had accompanied her for many years, her heart filled with shock and grief. In just a moment, the flame of life was extinguished, and she was left alone, facing this cruel reality alone.

When she turned her gaze to Song Yunfeng again, and saw the cold arrow pointed at her again, she finally realized that Song Yunfeng was not as easy to deal with as she had imagined. He was different from his father, not so gentle and refined, but also had a ruthlessness and determination that should not be underestimated.

Her support and her confidence completely collapsed at this moment. She collapsed to the ground helplessly, begging in her voice: "Please, really, don't kill my son, he is your brother, your father's son."

This sentence was like a double-edged sword. Not only did it fail to soften Song Yunfeng's determination, but it aroused his greater anger. Shen Yan could feel that the atmosphere around her became more oppressive. She understood Song Yunfeng's inner struggle and pain.