Chapter 25: Emperor who murdered his wife (12)

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When the conversation came out, Wen Ying hadn't done anything yet, and Xiao Shi had already caught her first.
She and Wen Ying had been together for some time, and unconsciously had feelings, unwilling to let her in danger, "At this time, you can't say a hundred mouths clearly. Let's go back first, I will inform your lord , With the support of His Majesty, they dare not act lightly! "
Wen Ying pursed her lips and smiled at her, "You are alarmed what he does, you can rest assured that I can handle it."
"How do you deal with it!" She was anxious. "They are a family. Together they want to deal with you. How do you deal with it!"
Xiao Shi's words seemed to touch a string in her heart, trembling faintly, and a lot of unclear emotions poured out.
Wen Ying guessed that this is probably the remaining emotion of the original owner. She has been in the Song family for decades, and she is still a lonely person in the end.
She is not the original owner, but she also experiences the original owner's feelings, so she always has to make it clear for her.
As soon as she walked into the room, Song Xi's hateful eyes looked straight at her, and beside her, Song Zheng Meiyu had an obscure dark cloud, and when she saw her, he raised his eyes.
"I heard that Xun'er had vomited blood, so I quickly came over and how was Xun'er—" She pretended not to hear the conversation outside and hurried to the bed.
Song Xun was lying there, his face as white as paper, his eyes closed, his eyelashes shaking from time to time, and he was very uneasy.
The little bully suddenly became like this, which made people feel pitiful.
Wen Ying reached out and tucked his corner, but hadn't touched it yet. A force from the diagonal thorn suddenly pushed towards her. She was slammed towards the taller side, and the sharp corners hit her back!
Her lips were tight and she sweated out of her forehead in cold sweat.
Turning his head, I saw that Song Xi had withdrawn his hand and said coldly: "Don't touch your brother with your dirty hands. By this time, what are you doing pretending to do?"
Wen Ying's eyes turned to the other side, and Song Zheng was very close. If he reached out, he could completely avoid Song Xi's movements, but he didn't.
When she remembered Xiao Shi's words, her frowning expression gradually calmed down.
She is right, they are a family.
Wen Ying's face was porcelain-white, and her lips faded due to the pain behind her. This calmness contrasted her eyes, and her brows were cold, which was very different from the normal days.
Song Xi said with a sneer: "Why did you finally stop pretending? Also, since you have already climbed up to His Majesty, why bother to grieve yourself to stay here?"
"Xiaer?"
Song Zheng's expression shook and looked at her suddenly.
"My father was surprised, did I think I didn't recognize that day?" Song Xi's eyebrows implied, "I'm stupid and not blind. She thought that covering a veil would cover the sky? I don't say, I want to wait for my father's statement , But your father, do you want to just let her go on and kill both our sisters and brothers ?! "
Song Zheng's string, which had been tight all the time, seemed to break suddenly.
He was tired of his eyebrows, and he looked at Wen Ying with black eyes. "What else do you have to say?"
Wen Ying only asked him: "Don't you believe me?"
"... I dare not believe you." His voice was low, "I used to think you were gentle and gentle, treat me as kind and gentle, and treat two children as if they were biological, but you secretly cling to the Holy Spirit. At this point, he only felt chills on his back, "It's obviously a wife by the pillow but like a stranger, how dare I trust you again?"
"Pan Fu Sheng Shang ..." She chewed on these four words, as if hearing something funny, Qing Lingling raised her eyebrows and couldn't help laughing. "Do you know how I met your majesty?"
His throat was slightly astringent, and he just asked, "How?"
"When I went to Longxing Temple for incense, I was robbed by the robbers. Did n’t you ask me, who was the one who saved me? That day happened to go down to Longxing Temple to listen to the master to talk about the Buddha and approach the place where the attack happened Saved me. "
Song Zheng was stunned for a while.
"After that day, I occasionally had nightmares. I always dreamed of what would happen if I were taken away by the robbers." She lowered her eyes and shuddered slightly, "You have actually found out Right, is Wenjia right? Is it only Wenjia? "
"I ..." Song Zheng did find something else, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Song Xi.
Song Xi's face was white, and she quickly maintained her expression without speaking.
She glanced at the performance of their father and daughter and smiled.
Song Zheng leaned on the side of her arm and said in a dumb voice: "This is our fault, but even if you want to retaliate, you should not go to Xun'er ..."
He said that fashion is a bit hesitant. Although the evidence is solid, is it really the poison she gave Xun'er? Yesterday she looked after Xun as a child.
Who knows, she confessed decisively: "The poison is indeed from me."
"You!" He was shocked, and scratched her arm suddenly.
"I just want him to die."
She smiled calmly.
"How can you do this? You have raised him for seven years. He has always been closest to your mother. How dare you hurt him—" He felt so angry that he raised his hand.
"Song Zheng, what do you have the right to hit me?" Wen Ying stared at him as if he was about to wave down, and asked softly, "Even you have forgotten what you did to me, but some things are not time passed. It will disappear. Do you think that if you forget it, you can do what has not happened? "
"Why should my mother get mysterious?" Song Xi looked at her coldly. "What can my father do to be sorry for you? Although he treats you coldly, he never spends his time in the world, and never condescends, or even concubines, is this not enough?"
"Is he not concubine for me? Isn't it for your mother-in-law, his wives?"
She retorted sharply, knocking the high table back when she stepped back, and the candied saucer slammed to the ground, torn apart.
This sound finally caused Song Zheng to return to God.
"I……"
"I accidentally had a miscarriage, but I didn't hurt my body, right?" She pulled his hand and pinched her fingers white. "You made me give a sterilizer ..."
Song Xi took a breath.
Her eyes were red, and she hated, "If I have no children, why should you be better off ?!"
Song Zheng's hands were scratched by her nails and bleeding, but he did not dare to break free, "How can you know ..."
"I found the doctor later. He took your money and disappeared. He walked too fast. How can I not be suspicious. When it comes to the means of the house, how can you compare with us?" She laughed at him with red eyes, as if it would make her feel better, and after the secret that had been hidden for many years successfully stung him, she calmed down a lot: "You are for the eldest sister, you love her, so Treat the pair of children left by her as a treasure. You do n’t want your step-wife to have a biological child. I ’m afraid I ’ll be so kind, but you did n’t think about doing it at first. Did my pregnancy stimulate you ...

The original owner of course wanted her child. She was suffering from the Wen family, and she still couldn't get rid of the painful shadow when she reached the Song family. Only having a child belonging to her is all her hope of living in the future.
So when this little life was born, she ignored other people and things around her and only focused on his growth.
The change in her attitude before and after, so that Song Xi listened to the breasts. During that time, Song Xi was so angry that he stirred the house upside down. Song Xun only knew how to cry. Every day when Song Zheng returned to his home, he had to face all the scum and smoke, and Wen Ying was immersed in his little world, gentle And looking forward to the coming of parents and children, I did not care.
From then on, Song Zheng understood that his biological mother and stepmother were different.
He remembered the missing child, and his dark eyes were also lifted up, but said softly, "You and her are sisters and they shed the same blood, they are just like your own children ..."
Snapped.
She raised his hand mercilessly and gave him a slap!
"How could it be the same!" She withdrew her hand, but she covered her mouth, and her tears ran wildly. "How can that be the same? I will never be a mother in my life!"
Song Zheng was beaten to his face, but he was too late to care about the pain on his face.
Because he heard her say, "Why don't you love her so much that you don't accompany her to die, why should you hurt me!"
Her words were like a knife, stabbed to the deepest place in his heart, at this moment, he suddenly realized how cruel it was to her decision at that time.
He married her, it turned out to be harmful to her.
"Mother ..." Song Xun on the bed didn't know when she woke up and grabbed her dress corner weakly, "Mother, don't cry ..."
Seeing this situation, Song Xi quickly took Song Xun's hand. Although he knew that his father was sorry for smelling Sakura first, Song Xi was afraid that she would be excited for a while and would do something to Song Xun. "Xun'er, you're awake, is there any more discomfort ..."
"Sister, you don't have to do this." He paused and said weakly and softly, "Actually I know ..."
Everyone in the room looked at him.
"My mother always loved me, and let me run around in her house, so once, I heard her and sister Qiu Se. Father is sorry for her, father is too bad."
Song Xi was shocked, "That snack ..."
"Sister, you are stupid." The little fat man laughed, his fat and chubby face huddled together, "How can I like to eat the same snacks all the time, my mother must have thought that I don't like to eat and then lost it. But I want to eat, if I ’m uncomfortable. I can make my mother feel better and make my brother or sister feel better ... "
Wen Ying's eyebrows moved, and Song Zheng looked at her son, but couldn't say a word.
"And, sister, didn't you stop?"
Song Xi froze.
"You already knew that it was poisonous in the snacks." So he always advised him not to eat the food there. He said, "But Niang hasn't put those bad foods anymore, but instead Sister, what was it for me the day before yesterday? It ’s so yummy! "
"That's good for you!" Song Xi explained quickly. "The medicine I got from the palace can clear out the accumulated stasis, which is just ..." It is also possible to borrow this matter to expose your stepmother.
She said she paused halfway, because she felt the unbelievable gaze stabbed by her father.
She didn't think there was anything wrong, but suddenly she was upset.
Song Xun ’s words made her suddenly feel a little bit different after thinking. When the doctor checked out, she said,
Fortunately, the amount was small.
That was not to say that she took the medicine in time, and it appeared that the amount was small, but the stepmother gave up. .
But why did the stepmother close up?
She remembered the only difference between the two worlds, and that was the difficulty of the robber, she met your majesty. There was no majesty in her life, so she always lived in hatred. In this life, her father failed to give her, maybe her majesty gave it to her, so she was freed from hatred.
But he has only looked at her with the eyes of the past.
"Song Xi." Wen Ying took Song Xun's hand and said to her softly, "I really wanted to treat you well. I only wish you not to live like me."

Wei Lingheng in the palace also knew about what was happening between them. When he was distressed and smelled of cherry blossoms, he saw the light from this incident. So he invited Song Zheng to the palace. Song Zheng seemed to have a detailed conversation with him, and then he took Wen Ying and went into the palace secretly.
The two just got on the carriage, and Song Zheng's close letter came to report: "Master, Sun Taifu has already agreed to the invitation, and it is set at noon the day after tomorrow."
"... No need." Song Zheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. "You prepare a gift and apologize for Sun Taifu and me."
A close friend nodded back in doubt.
"What's wrong?" Wen Ying asked softly.
After that day, the two seemed to have returned to the original point and could not say a few words in a day. Once the two had been together, she had been chattering some trivial household things in his ears, he rarely spoke back, but now she did not say, but he seemed to always recall those words.
He whispered: "Previously, I thought His Majesty wanted you, just wanted to seek stimulation. Although I was a courtier, I couldn't let him do such a thing. So I wanted to ask Sun Taifu to exhort Your Majesty for me. Now ... "
Wen Ying smiled and said, "Thank you."
He once wanted to stubbornly do something very wrong. But he also has some advantages. He can protect him in front of his wife, instead of seizing his wife and selling his wife for glory, it is also much stronger than many men.
Entering the palace is only a meal driven by their husband and wife.
A very ordinary meal, the dishes are not extravagant. After a little hesitation, Song Zheng handed her a bowl of soup, but was stopped by Wei Lingheng.
Wei Lingheng shook her head, "She doesn't like the smell of mushrooms, change the carp soup."
He said the suggestion to him, but he scooped a bowl and brought it to Wenying.
Song Zheng was silent, without a word.
After this, Wen Ying read a book in the side hall, Wei Lingheng and Song Zheng had another conversation. As she walked, she and Wei Lingheng looked at each other from afar, and they had a tacit understanding that other people could not intervene. Song Zheng just looked.
Until they returned to the house, when she got out of the carriage, he suddenly grabbed her hand hard and whispered: "Pepe, I will treat you well in the future."
Wen Ying looked at him and gave no answer.
They all knew it was too late.
Three months later, a sudden fire broke out in Song Dynasty.
The flames seemed to be licking the night sky, and Song Zheng stood in front of the house in the upper house, and the fire reflected on his face.
In the fire, he seemed to see her smile, pear vortex blooming, very sweet: "Fujun ... You did not like me to call you like this, because this is the name only the eldest sister can call, I used to be nagging. But this It was the last time I called you that, sir, you need to take care. "