"Pour the medicine?" Song Yaojia frowned, "Why?"
"I asked him, but she refused to tell me, and even laughed at me. Even if his voice is broken, he can still throw me away, so there is no need to bother."
"Ridicule?" Song Yaojia chuckled, "There are rumors that Mr. Meng is very attentive to you. Your relationship... Well, he is also a father and a brother, so why would he still ridicule you?"
"He? Also father and brother?" Meng Qingxue shook her head gently, "You have all been deceived by his innocent appearance. How could he be so kind?" He looked at Meng Qingyang, "How does he treat me? We Both of us knew it very well. In the first two years of my study, I respected him sincerely, carefully served him in daily life, and never did anything that went against his wishes. But how could he For me? Because I broke out a world in Xijing City, established a firm foothold, and made friends with young men and ladies from wealthy and wealthy families. I gradually became arrogant and had a very bad temper. Before I became famous and after I became famous In the early days, he would be restrained, but slowly he began to reveal his true nature and act arbitrarily. Although he was my master on the surface, no matter how he sang, his movements, or his movements, he would only teach me once. Whether you know how to sing well or not depends on yourself. He once said that it depends on the individual to be taught by a master and practice. Whether one can become a successful person does not depend on whether the master teaches well or not, but whether the disciple works hard and works hard. "
"That makes sense." Song Yaojia and Song Jue looked at each other. The gentleman they met when they were young also said similar things. But singing is probably not comparable to their schoolwork. "Don't you ever talk about drama?"
"Talk about drama?" Meng Qingxue sneered, "I just said that I have to rely on myself to understand. If I don't understand well, I will be ridiculed at best, and beaten and scolded at worst."
As he spoke, he pulled open his collar and exposed his neck. There were several dense scars on it, as if they had been strangled by some thread.
Jin Miaomiao was slightly startled when she saw the scars, and stepped forward to check them carefully.
"how?"
"It's the marks left by the strings." Jin Miaomiao sighed, "A few of them look like old wounds, at least three or four years old."
"Three or four years?" Song Yaojia nodded slightly. It happened to be the time when Meng Qingyang was in the limelight, and it was also the time when the young men and ladies were pursuing him most crazily. He looked at Meng Qingxue, "At this time, you have already worshiped him as your teacher?"
"yes, I……"
"Wait a minute!" Jin Miaomiao accidentally saw Meng Qingxue's exposed wrist. There were several marks of stab wounds of varying depths on the inside. She reached out and grabbed his wrist and said sternly, "What's going on? ?you……"
A look of panic flashed across Meng Qingxue's face. He quickly pulled his wrist out of Jin Miaomiao's hand and used his sleeves to cover the scar on the inside of his wrist.
Seeing him like this, Jin Miaomiao made some judgments in her heart. Taking advantage of Meng Qingxue's unpreparedness, she suddenly grabbed his other arm and rolled up his sleeve regardless of his resistance. As expected, there were also terrible knife marks left on the inside of this wrist. A rough calculation shows that there are ten scars on the inner sides of these two wrists.
"What's going on?" Jin Miaomiao squatted down and stared at Meng Qingxue's face, "It's so good, why do you want to seek death?"
"A good person?" Meng Qingxue smiled bitterly, "My lord, no one who is good will seek death, and the same is true for me. Doing this is also a last resort choice for me."
"Really?" Jin Miaomiao forcibly held Meng Qingxue's wrist, her face turned livid for a moment, she glanced at the boy who lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at her, and sighed heavily, "Is it because of this? He forced your?"
"……yes."
Shen Cha felt something was wrong and pulled Shen Haolin over. Jin Miaomiao whispered something in their ears.
"Are you sure?" Shen Cha couldn't believe what she heard, but Jin Miaomiao nodded definitely. She stared at Meng Qingxue for a while, then pointed at him and asked Teng Xinyi, "Do you know his situation?"
"Sinful people...sinful people..." Teng Xinyi stuttered for a long time before gently nodding his head, "I know!"
This time, it was not just Shen Cha who beat the table, but also Shen Haolin and Jin Miaomiao. The force of the three people was so strong that the table bounced high and fell into four pieces after falling to the ground.
Song Jue and Song Yaojia were startled by their move, and at the same time they covered their faces with their sleeves to prevent themselves from being hurt by the sawdust.
"what happened?"
Song Jue stood up and walked to the three of them with a very serious expression.
"Take them..." Shen Cha pointed at Teng Xinyi, Meng Qingxue, and Meng Qingyang, "Bring them into the courtyard. There is no way to tell this in public."
"good!"
Song Jue saw that the faces of these people were not very good, and Jin Miaomiao stuffed another pill into Shen Cha's mouth. He knew that this matter was not trivial, and ordered Bai Meng to disperse the people who were watching, and mobilized the imperial army to guard. No one is allowed inside. Because Mrs. Zhongwu Bo was also involved and needed some testimony from her, she was also invited in.
As for Miss Jia who was joining in the fun, it was impossible to send her home now, so we had to take her in.
After entering the garden, Bai Meng ordered his soldiers to lock up the servants in a side room and not allow them to move around without permission. He followed Song Jue into the main hall and asked the shadows to guard the place.
Entering the main hall, everyone was seated as guests and hosts. In order to conceal his identity, Song Jue dragged Shen Haolin to sit under Song Yaojia and winked at Song Yaojia.
Seeing his appearance, Song Yaojia gently shook the picture. This guy felt uncomfortable all day long if he didn't cause trouble.
Mrs. Zhongwu Bo was assigned to the last position. She watched Meng Qingyang being brought in by the shadows and couldn't help but sigh. As things developed now, she couldn't understand whether Mr. Meng was good or evil. She also couldn't help but sigh. Can't tell clearly. Perhaps, she was also a person taken advantage of by Mr. Meng.
Miss Jia looked at Mrs. Zhongwu Bo, who was in a depressed mood next to her, and curled her lips. Although she didn't like to deal with people of this kind of background, it was obvious that this lady was tricked by that Mr. Meng, and she was tricked even more. It's been so many years, which is quite tragic to say the least. It would be very unkind if she added insult to injury again.
She took out an oil paper bag from her cuff, opened it, and handed it to Mrs. Zhongwu Bo.
"Eat a piece of rice dumpling candy!" She looked at Mrs. Zhongwu Bo, "Eat something sweet and you won't feel so depressed."
"...Thank you!"
Since Teng Xinyi entered the main hall, he knelt down and said nothing. He was wondering whether to reveal what he knew. After all, once this matter is revealed, it will not be Meng Qingyang's problem. How many mansions and princes in Xijing City will be involved. He is not sure whether the acting prince has the ability to take care of this.
"Looking at Mr. Teng's expression, do you think he is worried?"
Song Yaojia glanced at Meng Qingyang, who was still calm and composed up to now, and couldn't help but admire that it was rare to be able to maintain such a character despite having reached this point. He raised the corners of his lips slightly. Generally, people with this kind of reaction mean that what they are about to say really has nothing to do with him, or they have something to rely on and think that even if the truth is revealed, nothing can be done.
He turned to look at Song Jue and then at Shen Haolin. He was slightly relieved when he saw the two men nodding lightly.
"There is nothing to worry about. I can say it boldly. Since I am in charge of this matter, I will definitely take care of it."
"Your Highness, please don't be ashamed of your words." Meng Qingyang had a slight smile on his face, "Although you are a royal relative, you have no real power. There are some things that you can't do anything about, right? For your own good, I also advise you to stop here and not cause unnecessary trouble for you and the Prince's Palace."
"Hey, don't you pretend to be innocent anymore?" Song Yaojia raised the corners of her lips, and a sneer flashed across her face, "As I said again, since I am in charge, I will naturally take care of it to the end. There is no reason to give up halfway." He looked at Teng Xinyi said, "Mr. Teng, if you have anything to say, just say it!"
Teng Xinyi looked around, lowered his head and thought for a while, as if he had made some important decision. He took off the purse hanging from his waist and took out a square piece of paper folded from the inner pocket. He presented it to Song Yaojia with respectful hands.
Merlin walked over and took the piece of paper over, confirming that there was nothing wrong with it before handing it over to Song Yaojia.
Song Yaojia opened it and saw that all the names and times were written on it. He basically knew all of these names. Most of them were dandy boys with names in the Forbidden Army, Patrol Camp, and Jingzhao Mansion. There were also a few clan members who were not very successful. Children.
After he finished reading it, he asked Mei Lin to pass it to Song Jue and the others to read. Song Jue was too lazy to read this kind of thing and passed it directly to Shen Haolin and Shen Cha.
Shen Cha glanced quickly and saw an extremely familiar name inside, and couldn't help but sneered.
"I never expected that he would have this hobby."
"Who?" Song Jue looked at Shen Cha curiously, "Who is it?"
"Yan Yuan." After exchanging glances with Shen Haolin, Shen Cha turned to Song Jue, "Young Master..."
"Yes!" Song Jue nodded slightly, "Since he sent it to the door himself, it's up to you to deal with it."
"Yes, thank you sir!"
Seeing that Song Jue agreed, Shen Haolin took out the token from the Zhenguo Palace and handed it to Ying Shisan, asking him to bring Yan Yuan to the theater.
"Wait a minute!" Song Jue called out to Ying Shisan who was about to leave, and gave him a badge, "Shisan, bring a few more people with you and catch some of the unsatisfactory ones." He glanced at Bai Bai Meng, "Take your people."
"yes!"
After Bai Meng and Ying Shisan left the main hall, Song Jue turned his attention to Meng Qingyang, who was looking at him in shock.
"I didn't expect that I came out today and saw such a good show. It was really eye-opening!" He looked at Mrs. Zhongwu Bo, "People's hearts are separated from each other. Madam, it is better not to trust others gullibly in the future."
