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

Song Wenyi's suppressed anger for years seemed to erupt, and he shouted, "Not only will I scold you today, I will also discipline you on behalf of your father! Go and ask for the family discipline!"

Song Kangwen's eyes widened.

Please enforce the family rules! ?

His mother had protected him since he was young, and always helped him find excuses whenever he made mistakes, so he had never been punished by the family rules.

Seeing that his elder brother didn't look like he was just talking, Song Kangwen immediately panicked and looked for protection, "Mom, look at my elder brother, he actually wants to hit me!"

The old lady was shocked by Song Wenyi's words "please ask for family rules" and only came to her senses now.

"You dare to hit him and try it!"

Song Wenyi remained calm and ordered, "Come here, send the old lady back to her room."

At this moment, it seemed as if this was not the Song Mansion, but the Dali Temple, and Song Wenyi was the ruthless and impartial Lord Song.

Everyone could see that the master was serious.

The old lady was extremely panicked and tried to say a few more words, but the servants took her away directly.

Song Kangwen's face turned pale.

"Big, big brother..."

"Dad passed away early, Mom loved you so much, and it's because I, your eldest brother, have been carrying the family that you are what you are today!"

Song Wenyi scolded with great anguish.

The family law was brought in at this time, a whip with thorns.

Meng's eyelids twitched, and she tried to beg for mercy in a soft voice, "Brother, Kang Wen was just confused for a moment."

"Anyone who dares to beg for mercy will be punished!"

Song Wenyi didn't give any face at all and picked up the thorn whip.

How could Meng dare to speak again!

Song Kangwen subconsciously wanted to escape, but was held down by the servants.

He was anxious and angry, "Song Wenyi, you are so heartless! Do you deserve...ah!"

With one whip, Song Kangwen's clothes on the back were torn, revealing his white inner clothes, and a trace of bright red blood slowly seeped out.

This shows how hard Song Wenyi hit her.

"Ouch, it hurts! Big brother, spare me...ah!"

Another whip.

Song Wenyi showed no mercy and angrily scolded, "From the first time you bribed the Ministry of Rites, I should have stopped you. You wouldn't have dared to accept money from the Cang Kingdom spies today!"

After a few whips, Song Kangwen fainted.

Song Wenyi stopped and asked someone to send Song Kangwen back.

Everyone was still stunned.

No one expected that the master, who was usually easy to talk to, would be so angry today.

Including Song Xiwan.

My father always put the protection of the Song family first, and was respectful and filial to the old lady, never disobeying her. This led to his tragic end.

Song Xiwan thought that her father and mother were just like that, so she would try her best to protect them in this life.

Only now did I realize that they were also changing.

Song Wenyi threw away the whip in his hand, and his eyes turned gentle again when he looked at his daughter, as if to say: Don't be afraid, Daddy won't let you suffer any injustice.

Song Xiwan raised the corners of her lips, but her vision was blurred by tears.

"Are you tired, Dad?"

Song Wenyi smiled and said, "What's the big deal? I'll go change my clothes and then go see your mother."

Song Xiwan followed up, "Dad, go quickly. Mom knew you were coming back today, so she specially had someone prepare your favorite meal."

The two left one after the other.

And Song Lingxi looked at them with resentment!

Her uncle has changed. He actually humiliated her father like this. He will definitely not help them in the future.

She can't let Song Xiwan continue to be so arrogant!

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of autumn hunting.

Song Xiwan received a letter from her elder brother, saying that he could not come back because he was preparing for the imperial examination, and expressed his sadness.

Song Xiwan's attention was on the imperial examination.

Since Daddy is not in jail, then Zheng Linlang and Lin Yang should no longer think of dragging Big Brother into the abyss, right?

Qiu Zhu gently reminded, "Girl, it's time to go out."

"understood."

Song Xiwan put the letter aside and went out to the hunting ground.

The number of people present today was similar to that of the palace banquet that day, but the atmosphere was obviously more lively, especially those who came from military families.

This is their home turf.

Moreover, the person who hunts the most can ask for a reward from the emperor. This opportunity is rare.

The young masters of aristocratic families who usually dabble in the Six Arts are also eager to try. Their last chance to stand out was blocked by Song Xiwan, so they must fight hard today.

Song Xiwan also wanted to compete.

If Xie Chengqian breaks his legs again, the emperor will grant them another marriage.

Although she doesn't know whether she will be chosen again, she must have the choice to refuse!

As soon as the thought came to her mind, Song Xiwan looked up and met Xie Chengqian's deep eyes. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was curious about why she didn't wear the hunting suit he gave her.

Song Xiwan started by saying that she didn't want to use the things he gave her.

Song Wenyi was concerned about his daughter's safety and reminded her, "Xiwan, be careful later. Don't go too far, okay?"

Song Xiwan smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, Dad. The emperor has sent so many guards to guard it. Nothing will happen."

"Be careful then."

Song Wenyi frowned, unhappy with her attitude.

Song Xiwan cooperated and put away her smile, nodding seriously, "Don't worry, Dad, I won't let even a hair fall off!"

This made Song Wenyi smile, "This is what a good daughter of father should be."

After the emperor gave the order, everyone prepared to go into the mountains to hunt.

Unexpectedly, a man in hunting clothes made of black iron walked up to them, and his raised phoenix eyes swept over them with a shrewd look in his eyes.

"Sir Song, is this your daughter?"

Song Xiwan's eyes darkened slightly.

It’s the second prince, Xie Qiang!

Song Wenyi saluted with a normal expression, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you, Second Prince. This is indeed my daughter Xiwan."

Song Xiwan also bowed.

Xie Qiang said with a smile, "Is this Miss Song's first time here for the autumn hunt? Why don't you follow me? That way I can look after her and Lord Song can rest assured."

Song Xiwan knew that the second prince was just a smiling tiger, and his actual methods were no weaker than Xie Chengqian.

Take care?

It's obvious that he came to test Father.

Song Wenyi also thought of this and quickly replied, "On behalf of Xi Wan, I thank the Second Prince for his kindness. However, today should be the Second Prince's day to shine. Don't let Xi Wan delay it."

Xie Qiang's eyes darkened, and he asked with a half-smile, "Does Lord Song really think so? My fifth brother was here today."

Song Xiwan's expression tightened.

The Second Prince had indeed come because of the case of the spy from Cang State a few days ago. Those sentenced to death in this case were all the Second Prince's staff.

The fire naturally spread to the second prince, and many ministers submitted memorials to the emperor, demanding a thorough investigation of the second prince.

In order to calm the situation, the emperor fined the second prince one year's salary. The second prince lost face and lost his right-hand man. How could he not bear a grudge?

However, shouldn’t the Second Prince go and cause trouble for Xie Chengqian?

It’s not right for the second prince to pick on the weak, right?

"The Second Prince's martial arts talent has long been known throughout the capital, and this hunting ground is not for killing enemies. The Second Prince must have been well prepared."

Song Wenyi's series of praises finally made Xie Qiang look better.

Xie Qiang looked up at Xie Chengqian in front of him and said with a smile, "Then I will definitely live up to Lord Song's expectations."