The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Chapter 343: Shui Lingling's Transformation

"Sir, something's wrong with the Second Young Master!"

Song Zheyang forced himself to get out of the carriage, but when he saw Song Zhening abandoned in front of the mansion gate, he lost control and his body was shaking.

The servant held him up and said, "Sir, it is important to save the Second Young Master first."

Song Zheyang pulled himself together from his trance.

Yes, he cannot fall down. If he falls down, what will happen to his brother?

He ordered people to carry Song Zhening into the mansion, and a cold voice came from above his head -

"If the Prince Song fails to control the Second Young Master Song, I can't guarantee that he will be still breathing when I send him back next time."

Following the sound, Song Zhening saw a bloody shadow with a murderous aura around him.

There is no doubt that he is Song Yunxi's man.

"What did you do to him?"

Thinking of the horrific scars on Song Zhening's body, Song Zheyang didn't dare to think in that direction at all.

He couldn't be dissatisfied with his father, couldn't resent Song Yunxi, couldn't be angry with Song Muxue... Couldn't he be angry at a servant?

Facing his anger, Xueying didn't care at all, and remained indifferent without a trace of emotion: "It's just that according to the Second Young Master's wish, he was sent to the Nanfeng Pavilion to receive guests."

Didn't Song Zheyang use this to humiliate the young lady? Then he would treat him in his own way and let him actually receive guests in Nanfeng Pavilion for a day.

"Asshole, how dare you?!"

The fact that he dared not face in his heart was confirmed, and Song Zheyang felt that he was about to be swallowed by terrible anger and hatred.

He was just a servant in the Imperial Master's Mansion, a mere dog beside Song Yunxi. How dare he do such a horrible thing to the son of the Marquis? How dare he?

Xueying's expressionless face looked like he was wearing a mask: "This is the price he paid for humiliating the young lady."

"Song Yunxi..."

A black shadow fell rapidly, Song Zheyang was strangled by the neck and gasped for breath, and his angry voice stopped abruptly.

Blood Shadow: "How can you guys say the name of the young lady?"

The Song family, he has endured for a long time.

Song Zheyang could clearly sense Xueying's murderous intent, and he had no doubt that if he dared to say another word, Xueying would break his neck without hesitation.

He was afraid.

Yes, he backed down again, to a servant whom he looked down upon.

Song Zheyang clenched his fists in his sleeves. He was ashamed of his cowardly behavior of retreating and enduring again and again, but apart from that he was helpless and did not have the courage to die.

Seeing the cowardice in his eyes, Xueying snorted sarcastically and pushed him away.

"coward!"

In the quiet night, Song Zheyang stood there for a long time without moving.

Just as Song Yunxi told Xueying, he did leave Song Zhening with a breath, but this breath made Song Zhening's life worse than death.

He went completely insane after being rescued. Thinking of the humiliation he suffered in Nanfeng Pavilion, he really couldn't face it and just wanted to die.

But Song Zheyang had his servants guard him from all directions and even tied him up, so that he could not even die. The memories of Nanfeng Pavilion attacked him all the time, causing him to completely collapse. However, he had no teeth in his mouth, so no one could understand what he was saying even if he screamed.

Xueying's cruelty did not lie in sending Song Zhening to Nanfeng Pavilion to receive customers, but in making him stay awake at all times, soberly endure the humiliation, and soberly watch himself being insulted by beasts one after another.

That was what made Song Zhening most desperate.

The torture Song Zheyang endured was no less than that of Song Zhening, and he felt that he could not bear it any longer.

However, Song Shaozhang, as the head of the family, stayed out of the matter completely. After Song Zhening came back, he just asked once in a casual manner and never showed any attitude again. He never even looked at his son.

He only spends the whole day with Han Wan, and is so obsessed with her that he wishes he could die on her.

Song Zheyang was exhausted both physically and mentally, and he didn't even have the energy to care.

What he didn't expect was that this was just the beginning.

After Song Zhening's hysterical suicide attempt, he calmed down and took medicine on time every day to heal his injuries. Song Zheyang thought he had figured it out, but he never thought that this was the beginning of his revenge.

"Song Shaozhang and Song Zheyang both know that you are being humiliated here, but Song Zheyang did not become an enemy of the eldest lady for your title and career. Song Shaozhang even rubbed shoulders with your Aunt Wan in the mansion and never asked you a single question."

After Song Zhening woke up, Blood Shadow's words kept echoing in his mind. The clearer they were, the more difficult it was to suppress the hatred in his heart.

Why?

Why did he suffer all kinds of torture and humiliation, while his father and brother were safe and sound, and could enjoy peace and wealth with peace of mind?

He was unwilling to accept this and hated it even more.

Since we don't care about his life or death, since he has fallen into hell, let father, son and brothers sink together!

After listening to Sizhu's words, Song Yunxi smiled brightly: "With Song Zhening's personality, Song Shaozhang and Song Zheyang won't have a day of peace."

She had suffered greatly from this in her previous life. Song Zhening always found ways to torment her, making it impossible for her to escape from it and making her live in fear and anxiety every day.

Bullying?

Yes, Song Zhening is a bully, but he is a family bully and the targets of his bullying are his family members.

What she had endured in her previous life, Song Shaozhang and his son should also experience firsthand in this life.

Originally thinking that this was just the beginning, Song Yunxi did not want to pay more attention to the Song family, but she never expected that Song Zhening would end up in a death hell situation right from the start.

After hearing Sizhu talk about Song Zhening's absurd behavior, even Song Yunxi, who was usually calm in the face of emergencies, had his pupils tremble and he was stunned with his mouth wide open in shock.

Ye Xuanqi lifted her chin with his slender fingers and forced her open mouth closed.

Song Yunxi thought she had misheard, so she turned her head and asked Ye Xuanqi, "Did you hear what Sizhu said?"

She really seriously suspected that she was hallucinating.

Ye Xuanqi nodded: "I heard it clearly, and I promise that I heard it the same as you."

Song Yunxi: “…”

"No, did Song Zhening really become gay like this?"

After Song Zhening calmed down, he asked someone to go to Nanfeng Pavilion to invite a young waiter to hang out in his house.

But perhaps it was the psychological damage caused by the humiliation he experienced that day that transferred the damage to his body physically. In any case, he was impotent, no matter how stimulated he was.

So, he just so easily changed from a straight man to a bottom, and he accepted it quite smoothly without any reluctance.

Song Zhening was no longer willing to get a prostitute from Nanfeng Pavilion, as it was too much trouble. He asked people to buy a few male chauvinists from human traffickers and kept them in his mansion. He did not shy away from hiding his affairs and hung out with several men every day, which became known to everyone and made Wenyuan Marquis Mansion a laughing stock again.

Song Yunxi was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Is Song Zhening still fooling around with those men now?"