Crowned with Pearls

   Chapter 217 Chapter Sixteen · Resentment

   Mrs. Shizi did her best this time, and even Mrs. Wang Wu and others, who were still far away, heard this crisp slap. Master Wang Wu shuddered for a moment, seeing a slap print on Song Heng's face, he hurriedly pulled Mrs. Wang Wu's sleeve and winked at Mrs. Wang Wu.

Mrs. Wang Wu didn't pay any attention to her husband's intentions. She turned her head and glanced at her husband angrily, and sneered and said in a low voice, "Good fight! It should have been this way, that bastard, if it weren't for him, how could Eleven change? Like this?!"

  Speaking of her younger brother, Mrs. Wang Wu's eyes turned red again in an instant, and her heart was sore and sore, she just felt that her whole body was unpleasant.

  Master Wang Wu sighed and glanced at his wife helplessly.

To be fair, the Song family always said that Song Heng was not good, but in fact Song Heng really didn't treat the Song family well. He said that Song Xiangyu had a preference for Song Heng. He felt that this preference was also justified - it was also Song Xiangyu's. Son, the eldest young master is addicted to wine and sex. He is clearly in his twenties, but he has a fat head and big ears. He looks no different from someone in his 30s or 40s.

  Song Shiyi is also a loafer all day long.

  To say that among so many brothers-in-law, Wang Wu’s favorite is Song Heng—sometimes, it’s a great benefit to not cause trouble, especially Song Heng’s career has skyrocketed even though he is sloppy.

   He frowned, and then he heard Mrs. Shizi swearing hoarsely as she grabbed Song Heng's shirt.

Any nasty words came out: "You lowly bastard! Dirty urinal seeds! If I hadn't been soft-hearted and kept you at home, you would have entered the Song family's door because of your status as a cheap mother? You? Can I be your young master safely in the Song family!?"

   Resentment can change a person beyond recognition.

  The prince's wife, who has always been graceful and luxurious, and has always been self-sufficient, has completely lost her former arrogance and said anything ugly. While accusing Song Xiangyu of being absurd and the Song family's filthy mud, she scolded Song Heng for being shameless and inherently inferior.

  Song Hengqingjun had no expression on his face, just a pair of dark and bright eyes staring at Mrs. Shizi.

   Anyone can see the huge storm in his eyes.

"Enough!" It was Song Xiangyu who stepped forward and rescued Song Heng from her entanglement, coldly looking at the crying madam, "The matter has not been figured out yet, you are so desperate to die. Live, where is the demeanor that you boast about on weekdays!?"

He was really angry. In the past, Mrs. Shizi was mean, and she was mean in secret. Anyway, she left a little respect for everyone on the face, but now, Mrs. Shizi really doesn't even want the fig leaf on her face. .

   He gave Song Heng a distressed look.

All the grievances and pains of Mrs. Shizi were hooked up by his eyes, she didn't care about it, even her son lying on the bed at this moment, she slammed Song Xiangyu hoarsely: "You're embarrassed to tell me about your demeanor, but I'm too embarrassed. I'm making trouble?! If you hadn't reversed the descendants and made this beast outlaw, how could I become the laughing stock of the entire capital, and how could Eleven lie in bed?!"

Thinking of what Sun Yuan said just now, Mrs. Shizi couldn't help but feel sad, tears fell, grabbing Song Heng and tearing: "You bastard, if it weren't for you, how could my Zhiyuan be? Like this? If something really happened to him, I'll kill you!"

   All the servants in the service wished they were blind and deaf, and hurriedly bowed their heads and held their breath, Quan Dang did not hear anything.

   Mrs. Shizi rolled, cried and made trouble like this, and Sixth Young Master was slapped, no matter which one it was, it was not a good thing for those who served to see it.

   Song Heng did not say, he has always been indifferent to his servants.

   But Mrs. Shizi values ​​face the most, and when she comes back to her senses, the first thing she must do is to send people who have seen her like this as far as possible.

  Song Xiangyu frowned and stared at Mrs. Shizi for a while, then suddenly pulled Mrs. Shizi and shouted coldly, "Enough!"

   At home, Song Xiangyu actually rarely gets angry. Most of the time, he is a taciturn person. The more such a person is really angry, the more terrifying it is.

Mrs. Wang Wu, who was just about to stir up the flames, was stunned, her heart was beating fast, she glanced at her father and then at her mother, and finally pursed her lips, just stepped forward and called her mother in a low voice, and shook her head at Mrs. Shizi. He motioned her not to anger Song Xiangyu.

   Mrs. Shizi's eyes were flushed, and she looked at Song Heng in front of her with red eyes, as if to swallow Song Heng alive.

  Song Xiangyu only felt extremely tired and looked at her with a frown: "How is Eleven?"

Speaking of her son, Mrs. Shizi's throat suddenly became a stalk, and she choked and mocked: "How can it be?! Sun Court sentenced" She sobbed, covering her face with her sleeves and completely lost her composure: "Sun Court sentence said, I'm afraid it is not possible on the eleventh. Now, let's get ready for the next thing."

  Song Heng immediately raised his head and turned to look at her.

  Song Xiangyu was also taken aback. He didn't expect it to be this serious. He took Song Heng into the house with big strides and asked, "Where is the sentence from the Sun Court? Has Imperial Physician Hu come?"

Master Wang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed up to explain: "Sun Yuan has just gone to write a prescription, and Imperial Physician Hu is still in the future. He said that he went to Princess Mingchang's house. Our family has already sent someone to ask for it. It's almost time to count."

Song Xiangyu had already stepped into the threshold, and took a few steps to the front of his son's bed. At a glance, he saw that his face was faintly blue, and Song Zhiyuan, whose lips were black, was dying on the bed. Only the spittoon, there is a **** smell coming from it at this moment.

   His expression became solemn.

Song Heng also looked ugly, took a few steps forward and looked at the spittoon, just as he was about to speak, Mrs. Shizi didn't know how to start reprimanding the servant: "It's time to take it and change it, and let him see it later, isn't it? Make him more afraid?!"

  The little girl hurriedly stepped back with the spittoon in her hand, and immediately a big girl opened the incense burner and sprinkled a handful of lily incense into the incense burner to suppress the **** smell.

  Song Xiangyu sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch Song Zhiyuan's hair, and sighed with dark eyes.

Mrs.    looked at him coldly, but her heart was full of hatred, she just thought his behavior was ridiculous.

At this moment, the court judge came in. Song Xiangyu saw him and asked, "Old Sun, what's going on? You are the judge of the Taiyuan Hospital, and your medical skills are first-rate in the big week. Are you even the best? No way?!"

   (end of this chapter)