Crowned with Pearls

   Chapter 226 Twenty-five · Siblings

Bringing up this topic, Su Rong's brows couldn't help but wrinkle a little tighter, he shook his head, and then looked at Su Yao: "No, I'm here to tell you, I heard the news, the Song family has already begun to give Song Zhiyuan is preparing the longevity material."

   After Song Heng left, Su Rong sent someone to investigate the news. Su Ying knew this. Hearing that the Song family had already started to prepare longevity materials for Song Zhiyuan, her actions suddenly stopped, and her face was a little dignified.

   So, is Song Zhiyuan really dying?

   The Song family's attitude towards Song Heng has always been very subtle.

   Take Guangpinghou himself as an example. Although he was the one who came forward to bring Song Heng back, for so many years, he has actually been like that to Song Heng.

   In the impression of Su Yao in the last life, the attitude of the Marquis of Guangping was no different from today.

   As for the rest of the Song family, they were either indifferent or hostile towards Song Heng.

   In the end, the Song family has always been firm towards Song Heng, only Song Xiangyu, the son of the Duke of Guangping.

  If something happened to Song Zhiyuan now, then the subtle-minded Marquis of Guangping need not say, and the rest of the Song family need not say, even Song Xiangyu, can he always maintain such an attitude of supporting Song Heng? - Song Heng is not his child, but Song Zhiyuan is his real son!

  Su Yao's silence fell into Su Rong's eyes, and he exhaled a long breath: "If Song Zhiyuan really died, Song Heng would be in a dire situation."

   Don't look at Song Heng's current majesty, everyone knows that he is valued by Song Xiangyu, and he is a popular man in front of Emperor Yuanfeng, but in fact, everything Song Heng owns is like a garden in the sky.

"No matter how much Song Xiangyu loves Song Heng, no matter how he has feelings, he is still an ordinary person and the future head of the Song family. He always has to consider the future of the Song family, let alone the opinions of other Song family members." Su Rong looked serious: "It can't go on like this. I'm afraid that group of people are also playing this idea, so that the Song family will be inflicted, and the Song family who knows something will spit it out?"

  The people of the Song family are indeed distracted now.

  After Imperial Doctor Hu also came out of Song Zhiyuan's room, Mrs. Shizi was supported by Mrs. Wang Wu. She couldn't wait for Imperial Doctor Hu to sit in the side hall, and immediately asked Imperial Doctor Hu, choked up, "How is my son?"

  Song Xiangyu has been standing by the side silently, and at this time he also said to Imperial Doctor Hu: "Old Hu, tell the truth, what happened?"

   Imperial Physician Hu was a little embarrassed, but he coughed and said the truth: "For today's plan, if there is no antidote, you can only do your best and obey the destiny."

   The meaning of these words is self-evident, and Mrs. Shizi finally couldn't bear it. After a while in her stomach, she fell into the arms of Mrs. Wang Wu.

   Mrs. Wang Wu's tears were like beads with a broken thread, and she hurriedly supported Mrs. Shizi and cried.

   Imperial Physician Hu had seen many such scenes, sighed, and went to treat Mrs. Shizi again.

It took a long time for Mrs. Shizi to wake up. After waking up, she refused to take medicine. She smiled coldly and said to Song Xiangyu: "You don't have to do these useless things, I know your thoughts, where have you been all these years? Do you have any thoughts on us? When we have reached this point, what are you doing with these gestures? You just want us to die, you just took that poison and gave it to me, and Zhiyuan and I died together, so you also It's quiet!"

   She was agitated, Song Xiangyu frowned, and confronted Imperial Physician Hu who was very at a loss: "Go ahead and prescribe the medicine."

  If Imperial Physician Hu was granted amnesty, he hurriedly nodded his head and slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.

   There was only Mrs. Wang Wu's sobbing in a low voice. Song Xiangyu glanced at her and Song Zhibin, who had always had a gloomy face, and let them go out in a low voice.

   Mrs. Wang Wu was still a little hesitant, but Song Zhibin had already pulled her out.

   She was still struggling, and when she was out the door, she frowned and looked at her brother: "What are you doing? Didn't you see the attitude of your mother? If so"

"What if?" Song Zhibin clicked his tongue indifferently: "He doesn't even care about his own son's life. For the sake of a Song Heng, does he still care about his mother? Even if the mother doesn't offend him this time, it will not be the same in the future. What is there to hide from him?"

   Mrs. Wang Wu was speechless for a while. She opened her mouth to say something, but she still didn't have time to say anything. Seeing Song Zhibin turning around and leaving, she became impatient: "Where are you going?"

  At this time, the house was in a mess, and so was my mother. Only Song Zhibin could handle it, but he still had to go out.

  Song Zhibin didn't turn his head back, just let her go to Song Zhiyuan's place with a faint voice: "I have to prepare, don't just leave Eleven with nothing."

   One sentence made Mrs. Wang Wu feel like a needle pierced her heart.

   She wiped her tears and went to Song Zhiyuan's room.

  Song Zhibin came out of Song's house, rode around the city on horseback, wandered aimlessly for a long time, and then randomly entered a restaurant.

   Entering the restaurant, his previous dazed look disappeared. He turned around the hall a few steps and went up the stairs. On the second floor, he entered the second private room on the left.

   When he went in, there was already someone in the room. When he saw him come in, he snorted and poured him a glass of wine and handed it over: "Why, with such a lost look, your brother is really dying?"

Song Zhibin pushed him angrily and pushed his hand away. He sat in the armchair and exhaled a heavy breath. He was very annoyed: "What do you think?!" My friend was very uneasy: "Lao Xu, I'm a little scared."

Opposite    is Xu Ying of Chengguo Gongfu.

He raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, very condescending: "What are you afraid of? You don't really want your brother's life, isn't it still dead? Your father is eccentric. Don't need some tricks, can you have a share of those things in your family? I heard that the Marquis of Guangping plans to retire recently and push your father up. Your father's prince is going to become the prince of Guangping. The new prince is Who? With your father's attitude, you don't need to say that you know it yourself, right? Are you content with it?"

   Of course not reconciled!

Song Zhibin viciously picked up the glass and took a sip of wine. He hasn't eaten well for the past few days. After drinking this glass of wine, his stomach suddenly hurts, but he couldn't care about it, and lowered his voice and said: " But the Sun Court and Imperial Physician Hu said that this poison has no antidote.

   Although he hated Song Heng, he didn't want anything to happen to his brother.

  Otherwise, his conscience would not be able to live through it for the rest of his life.

   (end of this chapter)