The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

"Although my second uncle doesn't know, where is my second aunt who went to Qingyun Temple with my grandmother?"

Song Xiwan's cold voice was like a stone hitting the calm lake, causing ripples.

Yes, Meng knew about it.

Song Kangwen's face froze, and Song Lingxi, who was not far away, also went limp. They were afraid that their family was really going to be doomed.

The side yard fell into silence.

It was at this time that Meng arrived. As soon as she arrived at the gate of the side courtyard, she heard Song Xiwan's words, and her heart suddenly sank into the abyss!

How did this matter suddenly come to light?

Meng walked up to Song Wenyi with weak legs and hurriedly tried to prove her innocence.

"Brother, I really didn't know what Mom had done. At that time, I even blamed the fortune teller for his nonsense. Xi Wan and I have no grudges against each other. How could I possibly poison a two-year-old girl?"

"really do not know?"

Song Xiwan sneered.

Mrs. Meng nodded hurriedly. "I swear, I didn't know Mother would have you kidnapped! If I had lied to you, my whole family would be struck by lightning and die miserably!"

This vicious curse made the flesh on Song Kangwen's face tremble.

In his heart, he actually didn't believe it was Meng's.

Song Xiwan was also like this, "Then, Second Aunt, do you know why Second Uncle suddenly broke his leg? And why did Grandma suddenly fall seriously ill?"

Everyone was startled.

Then, thinking back on Song Xiwan's words, everything made sense.

The fortune teller at Qingyun Temple said that Song Xiwan was destined to have bad luck. After that, a series of things happened in the Song Mansion until Song Xiwan went missing.

It was the old lady who took action, but the mastermind was Meng.

"I, I...Xiwan, how could you make such malicious assumptions about me?"

Meng has always been smart, but at this moment she didn't know how to refute. The panic on her face confirmed that Song Xiwan's guess was correct.

Song Xiwan chuckled, "You were able to secure the position of heir for Song Lingxi, and were so vicious as to abandon a two-year-old child. So what if I follow your thoughts and speculate?"

The old lady's face was originally gloomy, thinking that she did this to save the Song family, and that she had never intended to take Song Xiwan's life, and that her disappearance was an accident.

But now he told her that everything was planned by Meng?

Just to make Lingxi the only legitimate daughter of the Song family!

The old lady couldn't catch her breath, and she pointed at Meng and cursed, "You, you dare to play tricks on me like this?"

Meng's face turned completely pale.

Song Kangwen was extremely shocked. He had never expected that the person next to him would be so vicious.

He must not be implicated!

"You vicious woman! When I married you, you forbade me to have three wives and four concubines. It's bad enough that I gave birth to a money-loser like this, but how dare you lay hands on my eldest brother's child? You're trying to end the lineage of my Song family!"

Song Kangwen was smart for once, and immediately pleaded with his elder brother and mother, "There's no way she and I can live together as husband and wife anymore. I'm going to write a letter of divorce and sever all ties with her!"

Song Xiwan sneered.

At this time, Song Kangwen was still dreaming.

Meng's sinister nature naturally wouldn't let Song Kangwen escape unscathed, and she cursed him harshly, "I did all this for you!"

Song Kangwen glared at him with resentful eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Every word from Mrs. Meng was heartbreaking. "You've always been useless. You've created a mess that my eldest brother has to clean up. You can't give Lingxi and me a peaceful life. What can I do? I must make Lingxi our hope and give you, as their father, a way out. And now you blame me?"

Everyone present was shocked.

The second wife admitted it!

Song Kangwen had been scolded many times, but he was still extremely ashamed and angry.

"You vicious woman, now that you've been exposed, you only know how to use me as a shield? Bah! Don't you see what kind of person you are? You still want to be as noble as my sister-in-law. Do you deserve it?"

These words also hit Meng's heart hard!

Her face was twisted and ferocious, and she wished she could kill Song Kangwen on the spot.

"Come here, escort them all back to the Dali Temple!"

Song Wenyi's old and angry voice interrupted the farce.

The guards took immediate action.

Song Kangwen twisted and struggled like a maggot, "Brother, why did you arrest me? I don't know anything about this! If you want to arrest me, arrest me first!"

When she finished the last sentence, the old lady vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Kang Wen, what did you say?"

Song Kangwen was so angry that he stamped his feet and cursed, "It's all your fault! Mom, why did you insist on sending Xi Wan away? It's all your fault that I'm like this now!"

Song Wenyi's head throbbed with pain as he heard this, and he roared, "Take him away!"

The curses from Meng and Song Kangwen gradually faded away.

The side yard became quiet again, and the remaining people had different expressions.

The old lady burst into tears and murmured, "My, Kang Wenna, how could you become like this?"

There was only heartache in his words, not disappointment.

Song Xiwan admired the old lady's love for her son very much. She refused to hate Song Kangwen at all even after being humiliated in every way. Did she really love him that much?

Or, once you hate her, it means that the old lady has been wrong for decades and she is stubborn and unwilling to change?

But it doesn’t matter, neither Song Kangwen nor Meng will ever have the chance to get out of prison again.

Song Xiwan looked at her father and was about to offer some comfort when her father angrily shouted, "I said take him away, are you deaf?"

The guard was shocked.

Take, take who away?

Song Lingxi thought he was talking about her, and said with tears in her eyes, "Uncle, no matter what happened, it has nothing to do with me who was still a baby back then."

Song Wenyi denied it coldly, "It's not you."

Everyone was stunned again.

Then, everyone's eyes focused on the old lady.

The grieving old lady's eyes widened, her voice trembling, "Song Wenyi! Do you, do you want to kill your mother?"

"As the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, I have always handled cases impartially and with integrity. Even if it was my mother, I would never have the intention of shielding her!"

Song Wenyi was firm in his attitude.

This really shocked everyone, and they realized how angry Song Wenyi was at the moment.

Even Song Xiwan and Song Junling had not expected this. After all, this was their grandmother, who was very old and thought that their father would at most not have any contact with them privately.

The guards did not dare to delay any longer and carried the old lady out.

The old lady fainted from anger halfway through the journey.

Song Wenyi was not moved.

Song Lingxi, the last one left, was restless and didn't know how to fight for the last bit of benefit for herself.

"From now on, Song Kangwen and I are no longer related! We are no longer brothers. His affairs in the future will have nothing to do with the Song family, and there will be no emotional connection at all."

Song Wenyi didn't leave her any room.

Break off relationship!

Song Lingxi was confused and didn't understand why things had come to this point.

If her parents go to jail, she will have no one to rely on except the Song family!

Song Lingxi looked at Song Junling sadly, "Brother..."

"Has the Zhang family not arrived yet? Call them in and have them take their young mistress away. And make it clear that this person has no connection with our Song family anymore."

Song Junling gave the order with a stern face, extinguishing Song Lingxi's last glimmer of hope.

Song Lingxi was finally taken away by Zhang's servants. Before leaving, she met Song Xiwan's cold eyes, and her heart was completely dead.

Song Xiwan will definitely release Zhang Kunling.