in2ebook Chapter 210: Rumble in Song Mansion
Chapter 210: Rumble in Song Mansion
Perhaps it was because she grew up in Shengyun Mountain, but from Song Yunxi's performance so far it could be seen that she had no concept of hierarchy at all, and did not care about status at all. But now she was using her status to suppress him. Was this considered as drawing a cocoon upon herself?
In the past, they always used their status to belittle and suppress Song Yunxi, despising her for not being as well-educated as Song Muxue, not knowing that Song Muxue was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and despising her for growing up in the countryside.
But now Song Yunxi also slapped them in the face with their status just like they did before. Not to mention that they were stripped of their titles now, even if they were still Ningyuan Marquis, what would it matter? They were simply not worthy of her.
When Song Zheyang was wondering how to meet Song Yunxi, the servant in the mansion ran over in a panic: "Prince..."
Suddenly realizing the current situation in the mansion, he immediately changed his words: "My Lord, something bad has happened in the mansion!"
Seeing the blood on the servant's body, Song Zheyang's heart tightened and he didn't care to see Song Yunxi anymore: "What happened?"
"Second Miss...I want to kill her..."
When he heard someone was going to hurt Song Muxue, Song Zheyang didn't bother to listen to the servant's words and hurriedly got on the carriage: "Go back home!"
The Song Mansion was in complete chaos at this time. Ji Xuze held Madam Song hostage like a madman: "Let Song Muxue come out!"
Mrs. Song, who was being held hostage by him, had a long bloodstain on her face. She struggled and screamed in fear, "Save me... Lord Marquis, save me! Mu Xue, save me!"
She didn't know what was going on. Ji Xuze rushed in like crazy to find Song Muxue, but she tripped and fell out, and the long sword in Ji Xuze's hand cut her face.
But at this time, Mrs. Song no longer cared about her face, because she could clearly feel that the sword in Ji Xuze's hand had cut her neck.
At this moment, Madam Song had completely forgotten that Song Muxue was her most beloved daughter, and she screamed at the maid, "Go, go and call Muxue!"
Ji Xuze came for Song Muxue, and he would definitely let her go as long as Song Muxue came out.
The only thought in her mind was to let Song Muxue replace her.
Song Shaozhang, who rushed over after hearing the news, saw the scars on Mrs. Song's face, his expression froze and he looked away with disgust.
The flesh of the wound has been exposed, and the face must be ruined beyond repair. How can the mistress of the Shen family, who has been disfigured, maintain her dignity in the future?
If Mrs. Song, who was begging her husband desperately, knew what he was thinking at this moment, I wonder what she would feel.
Looking at Ji Xuze's completely destroyed face, which was hideous and terrifying, and his scarlet eyes were filled with madness and the desire to destroy everything, Song Shaozhang didn't want to put himself in danger.
After hearing the servant say that Ji Xuze was looking for Song Muxue, he immediately ordered someone to call her over.
"Prince Ji, calm down. I have already sent someone to call Mu Xue. She will be here soon."
With the preconceived image of the princes as bootlickers, Song Shaozhang naturally interpreted Ji Xuze's behavior as unrequited love.
After all, Song Muxue's somewhat morbid weakness is really attractive to men and can arouse men's desire to protect and possess her.
Ji Xuze had obviously completely lost his mind and thought that Song Shaozhang was just trying to fool him, so without thinking he cut another line on the intact half of Mrs. Song's face.
Mrs. Song's miserable screams made Song Shaozhang instinctively step back, fearing that he would be hated by Ji Xuze as well.
After coming to his senses, Song Shaozhang comforted Ji Xuze: "Prince Ji, please be patient, Mu Xue will be here soon, soon!"
This was the thrilling scene Song Zheyang saw when he came back. His mother, whose face was covered in blood, was screaming in agony, but his father was standing far away for fear of being affected. Not a single servant in the mansion stepped forward to stop them.
Song Zheyang's eyes went dark, and if it wasn't for the wrong timing, he would have fallen backwards. But now there was no one in the mansion who was useful, so he could only force himself to hold on.
He whispered to the butler beside him: "What's going on?"
The housekeeper succinctly told the whole story: "This Ji Shizi rushed in and tried to grab the second young lady when he saw her. The second young lady was frightened and ran desperately. Because of her panic, she fell into the pond. If it weren't for Qiuyue, the maid who risked her life to save her, I'm afraid she would have been..."
The butler shook his head and sighed. Although he hadn't finished speaking, Song Zheyang already understood what he meant.
If Qiuyue hadn't rescued her, Song Muxue would have died.
"What's going on with mother?" Song Zheyang became even more confused.
The housekeeper was also confused: "I don't know who told the lady, but she was worried that the second young lady would get hurt, so she rushed over and happened to run into Ji Zishi."
Song Zheyang frowned slightly. How could it be such a coincidence?
Then he asked the housekeeper: "How is Mu Xue?"
"Qiuyue went to ask the court doctor, and I heard that the situation is not good."
An inexplicable emotion spread in his heart, but he suppressed it in time and dared not think about it any further.
Song Zheyang was hurt by his father's indifferent attitude towards his mother who was in distress.
In the past, the family was harmonious and happy, and everything was going very smoothly. But somehow everything changed.
His second brother was injured one after another, his father was stripped of his title, and his official career was forced to come to a temporary halt. He could only waste time in the Hanlin Academy.
There is no hope for my younger sister’s marriage prospects, and now even my mother is disfigured.
When did it become like this?
But at this moment he had no time to care about these things, the most urgent task was to find a way to save his mother.
"Prince Ji, please let my mother go first, and then we can talk it out."
But Ji Xuze refused to let go: "Song Muxue, that bitch, ruined my appearance and my identity. How can she enjoy wealth and glory without any harm?"
Ji Xuze screamed in a hideous and twisted voice: "She caused me to lose everything. Now she is going to fall into hell and I will drag her down with me to hell forever!"
Song Zheyang didn't know what the relationship between him and Song Muxue was. When he was about to ask again, he saw Qiuyue, her most trusted maid, hiding in the corner and watching them.
Song Zheyang narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered to the butler to bring Qiuyue over.
"Master, please spare me! Master, please spare me!"
Song Zheyang didn't even ask a single question, but Qiuyue had already knelt down trembling and begging for mercy, leaving him completely confused.
"What's going on? Where's Mu Xueren? What are you doing hiding here?"
Qiuyue confessed fearfully, "The young lady ordered me to come and watch over her, saying... that if Prince Ji left, I should go and tell her."
Song Zheyang's expression became even uglier: "Didn't she fall into the water and faint?"
Qiuyue shut up and said nothing more.
Song Zheyang said coldly: "If you don't tell the truth, I will hand you over to the human traffickers today..."
"No, Master. Please don't sell me!"
Qiuyue's forehead was already broken and bleeding, but Song Zheyang was not moved at all: "Hurry up and tell me!"
Qiuyue finally confessed with a trembling voice: "It was not the young lady who fell into the water, but... it was this servant."