Emperor Shaohao's favorite: the sky-high price, cute little sweet wife

The old lady Zhu's expression changed slightly, but she still held back, "Qingqing, as long as you let Zhuo Yang go this time, then I will tell you your father's whereabouts?"

"What?" Song Qing frowned all of a sudden, and looked at Mrs. Zhu's expression suddenly changed, "My dad? Isn't he already dead?"

She had seen Song Zhuowen when he passed away, how could he still be alive?

"He is dead, but the ashes are not in the Song family's ancestral grave." Mrs. Zhu looked at Song Qing and continued without any guilt, "I exchanged his ashes back then, and only I knew your father's Where are the ashes placed?"

At the beginning, because Zhu Yuting hated Song Chengan for being too kind to Song Zhuowen, after Song Zhuowen died, she had someone secretly replace his ashes. For so many years, Song Zhuowen had never really returned to his roots, and Song Qing's The memorial service is not for the real Song Zhuowen at all.

She has been hiding it for so many years. If she hadn't been helpless this time, she would never have told the truth for the rest of her life. At that time, Song Zhuowen would never be able to return to the Song family's ancestral grave in other places.

Vicious, so vicious!
Song Qing walked up to Mrs. Zhu in a few steps, and looked at her coldly, "My dad, where is he?"

"I will tell you, but this time, you must let Zhuo Yang go." Old lady Zhu said firmly.

Song Qing grabbed the old lady by the collar, "Tell me, where is my dad, tell me!"

The old lady Zhu was still a little afraid of Song Qing, especially Song Qing's expression at this time was really daunting, but in order to save her son, she could only continue, "You promise me first, let Zhuo Yang go." , I will tell you naturally."

Song Qing looked at Mrs. Zhu's face with obvious wrinkles, sneered, and then let go of her collar, "You want to save your son, right? You can..."

The eyes of the three people lit up all of a sudden.

"Second Uncle, don't say I didn't give you a chance, you can let me let you go if you want, as long as you beat the old lady up, I will agree to you." Song Qing looked at Song Zhuoyang expressionlessly and said .

"No, how can I do it!" Song Zhuoyang immediately shouted excitedly, "She is my mother, and she is getting old, if I really hit her, then..."

Because of Song Qing's words, the old lady Zhu's complexion suddenly changed, "Song Qing, how can your thoughts be so vicious, you actually want to beat me, an old woman."

"Vicious?" Song Qing squinted her eyes and looked at the three people opposite, "This is the last chance, if you don't agree, I won't force it, but, second uncle, if you don't do it, I won't let it go either. old lady!"

Song Qing couldn't bear to make people die uneasy.

Seeing Song Qing leave angrily, Zhang Liwen took Song Zhuoyang's hand and walked to the old lady Zhu, "Hit, hit quickly, you'll be fine if you hit me, anyway, Song Qing also said that she couldn't let go." For the old lady, instead of letting her be beaten in vain, you might as well hit her, then you will be fine, and Mom didn't suffer too much."

"Zhang Liwen, what are you talking about, you actually encouraged my son to beat me?" Mrs. Zhu changed her mind after hearing this.

"It was you who said you wanted to save Zhuo Yang, so now there is a best way, besides, you have exchanged his ashes so viciously, and Song Qing won't make it easier for you, you might as well take this opportunity Save your son." Zhang Liwen pushed Zhuo Yang to the old lady Zhu again.

Song Zhuoyang shook his head, "No, no, no, how can I beat my own mother."

"Song Zhuoyang, can you be decisive? If you don't fight, then you will be imprisoned for the rest of your life. As long as you do it, everything will be over. Besides, she is your own mother, she said it herself If I want to save you, then now is the right time!" Zhang Liwen couldn't stand it any longer, and said to the old lady Zhu, "Mom, hold on, for Zhuo Yang's sake, you must persevere, and we will definitely remember it for the rest of our lives. Your good."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Liwen slapped old lady Zhu on the face before old lady Zhu came back to her senses.

"Zhang Liwen, you..."

There was a "pa", and Mrs. Zhu was also hit hard on the other side of the face.

The old lady Zhu was almost unstable. If she hadn't supported the sofa, she would have fallen down.

"Zhuo Yang, if you haven't come here yet, you see, I didn't hit me. You are the same as me, just hit me a few times. Don't worry, I did it first. Even if others talk about it in the future, you just need to Just say I did it." Zhang Liwen said, pulling Song Zhuoyang over again.

"Mom..." Song Zhuoyang has obviously wavered in order to survive, "Be patient, it will be fine soon, soon, when this matter is over, I will definitely be filial to you, if you love me , just help me one last time, really the last time!"

"Zhuo Yang, I'm your mother, and you really want to hit me? You don't even look at how old I am. If you really hit me, will this old bone survive?!" Mrs. Zhu Said extremely annoyed.

"Just because you are my mother, isn't it natural for you to save me? Don't worry, I will be more gentle. If it is true, I will be responsible for what happens to you in the future. I will never let you lie alone. In the hospital, I don't care about you." Song Zhuoyang took old lady Zhu's hand, eager to get her to agree.

"Song Zhuoyang, do you still have a conscience? I did this for you, but now you still want to beat me to protect yourself, you..."

Before the old lady Zhu finished speaking, she was slapped by Song Zhuoyang and fell to the ground. Before the old lady could react, Song Zhuoyang gritted her teeth and punched and kicked her, although the strength was not special Big, but Mrs. Zhu is old after all, and it is simply too much for her to be beaten like this.

Song Qing stood beside him and watched coldly, Song Zhuoyang didn't dare to stop until he was told to stop, and he couldn't control his strength when he hit him.

Song Zhuoyang was afraid that he would hit too lightly, and Song Qing would not let him stop.

At the beginning, Mrs. Zhu could still struggle and swear a little, but she soon stopped struggling and couldn't swear anymore, she could only yell a few times, and after a while, she couldn't yell at all. Yes, completely fainted.

"Okay, there's no need to fight." Song Qing stopped her.

Before Song Zhuoyang heard, Zhang Liwen hurried over to hold Song Zhuoyang.

"Okay, don't hit me anymore? Song Qing, can you let me go?" Song Zhuoyang's eyes were already red.

"I said just now that if you hit her, I will let you go..." Song Qing glanced coldly at Song Zhuoyang and the person lying on the ground who only breathed out but not breathed in, "But I didn't say The company will also let you go."

Song Zhuoyang immediately became furious, "Songqing, you lied to me, you lied to me, you made me beat my own mother, now you don't mean anything, you poisonous woman!"

"Your mother treats you so well, and you can beat her like this for yourself, so what's your heart?" Song Qing looked at Song Zhuoyang disdainfully and said.

"It's you, you lied to me, you made me fight!" Song Zhuoyang yelled at Song Qing with great resentment.

"If I tell you to fight, you will fight. If I tell you to go to Chixiang, will you go too? Song Zhuoyang, your own heart is too vicious, so you can't blame others."

What the old lady did was indeed immoral, and she should be beaten, but as a son, beating her unreservedly like this is like treating someone else, and there is something wrong with him at all.

"Songqing, you can't do this, you can't do this..." Zhang Liwen screamed in front of Songqing, "You let Zhuo Yang go to jail, what do you let us two women do, we really will die Go down."

Song Qing really got to know Song Zhuoyang and Zhang Liwen thoroughly this time. At this time, the old lady Zhu was still lying there. They didn't rush to call an ambulance, they were only worried about what they would do in the future.

Based on this point, Song Qing didn't want to expose this matter lightly.

On the way back from Song's house, Song Qing kept leaning on the back seat without saying anything.

Jing Yu drove the car slowly, and when she was in front of the red light, she asked worriedly: "Young Madam, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, just a little tired." Song Qing said a little wearily.

"Then young lady, please take a rest, I will drive slowly." Jing Yu said hastily.

"Yeah." Song Qing closed her eyes, and then continued to lean against the window to doze off.

In order to make her lean more comfortably, Jing Yu readjusted the glass of the back seat to the most opaque level, then drove slowly towards the hospital.

Ye Jinglan can be discharged from the hospital today, and Song Qing went to the hospital to pick him up in person.

After arriving at the ward, she didn't see Ye Jinglan's figure, and she didn't know where he went after being for the nurse. Song Qing's heart suddenly rose, she raised her legs and ran outside, and her throat was tense all of a sudden. something got caught.

When she ran to the door, she ran into Ye Jinglan.

"Wife, what's the matter? What happened?" Seeing Song Qing's expression, Ye Jinglan's heart tightened and she asked worriedly.

Song Qing didn't say anything, just hugged him tightly.

Ye Jinglan also gently hugged her in his arms, and asked her very distressed: "What's the matter, what happened?"

Song Qing snuggled into his arms, holding him even tighter, and when she felt Ye Jinglan thoroughly, she said in a muffled voice: "Where did you go just now, I didn't see you when I came in, The nurse also said that she didn't see you, and I was afraid that you would suddenly disappear again, and I was afraid that something would happen to you."

"Silly girl, am I fine? What can happen...