The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

"How to check?" Gu Changqing asked.

Where to start?

Li Jidao looked at Song Jie, who raised his hands and said, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Li Jidao raised his eyebrows, she wanted to hear what Her Highness the Princess wanted to say to her.

Song Jie took Li Jidao to the bedroom, and then he collapsed directly on the bed.

Li Jidao looked at his pale face and asked, "What, are you sick?"

Song Jie shook his head and said: "This body is much better than my own, but it has not fully recovered from the injury."

"Then I'll help you heal."

Li Jidao asked Song Jie to sit up straight, and she also got on Song Jie's bed, and then transferred a ray of healing perception from the Fifth Ancestor into Song Jie's body from the acupuncture point behind Song Jie.

The Fifth Ancestor's perception was more useful than anyone else's, and soon, Song Jie felt warm inside his body.

He could hear the voices of those within a hundred meters.

Little palace maid: [I’m so tired and sleepy. How can I rest without being noticed? 】

Eunuch: [Who does the king favor? Which team should I be on? 】

Song Jie suddenly said: "Ajian, this body doesn't need to feel anything. It can listen to people's voices at will."

Li Jidao's eyes lit up: "Are you so awesome?"

Song Jie whispered: "You give me a helping hand, and I will listen to the distance."

Li Xingjian thought for a moment and said, "Then you need the blessing of the Shunfeng Ear Talisman."

It turns out that Song Jie's new body is very smart.

Li Jidao made a secret with his fingers, and he felt that his hearing suddenly became miles wider.

"Everyone, did the princess see something? She wouldn't... wouldn't she know about you?"

Song Jie heard the voices of He Zhicong and Song Wenyong.

Song Wenyong said: "Probably not. If she knew, how could she tolerate you and your sister?"

He Zhicong’s sister?

Song Jie's heart trembled after hearing this.

He Zhicong said at this time: "Everyone, you already have a son. Why not directly announce that you have a candidate for the crown prince by entering Chang'an? It can also suppress the arrogance of King Yu and others. Otherwise, I am afraid that something will go wrong. When the time comes, everyone will recognize the Crown Princess, but what if no one recognizes our Song'er?"

Song Wenyong's voice was very firm: "That's not possible. Song Fanzhi has the destiny of being emperor, and I want to rely on her to unify the country. If I announce the truth now, what if she gives up and quits, and the country changes hands?" "

"This subordinate is not thinking carefully."

"It's not your fault. Song Fanzhi is indeed a little arrogant. You can avoid her limelight for the time being and wait until I choose some consorts for her and let her have children. Then we will change the children..."

Song Jie suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Li Jidao removed the blessing of the talisman, then jumped out of bed and supported Song Jie: "How are you?"

Song Jie wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and there was a dark and angry look on his face before the storm.

He whispered: "Jian, these princes and grandsons may not be the descendants of the princess."

Li Jidao looked at Song Jie in confusion.

Song Jie told Li Xingjian what he heard.

He said: "I used the body of the Crown Princess, so I can clearly feel the grief and anger. Song Wenyong deceived all of us. He had a son, but he wanted the Crown Princess to help his son unify the world, and then Then replace the princess’s child.”

Song Jie said: "I feel that he succeeded, otherwise why would those people kill your Li family?"

The descendants of the Li family are also descendants of the Crown Princess.

Originally from the same roots.

Therefore, Song Jie concluded that Song Wenyong succeeded in his previous life, but the crown prince's son did not ascend the throne. The person who really ascended the throne should be Song Wenyong's youngest son, Song Fanzhi's half-brother.

Song Jie covered his chest and asked, "Why would a biological father treat his own daughter like this?"

Li Jidao was also stunned: "Then where is the other son of our fifth ancestor?"

The fifth ancestor took away one of them, Li Jidao's great-grandfather.

At that time, there was still one person left in the palace.

Did this person just disappear into thin air?

No trace of death? neither knows?

Li Jidao walked slowly for a few steps, then turned around and said, "I met my grandmother when I came in. She asked me to change the fate of the Li family. It should be here."

At that time, she still thought, otherwise she would kill Song Fanzhi. Now it seems that it was not Song Fanzhi's responsibility that the Li family was forced to die.

It is the responsibility of Song Wenyong and his younger son.

Li Jidao suddenly stared at him, and said with a hint of sternness in his tone: "If we kill Song Wenyong's youngest son in advance, will our two families not have to be so miserable?"

"Who gave birth to Song Wenyong's youngest son? Where is he now?"

Song Jie shook his head and said: "I only know that she should be He Zhicong's sister. I don't know where she is now. We can go to He's house to find out."

Li Jidao looked at the charming blood stains on the corners of Song Jie's pale face and said, "Let's rest for a night. We have been humiliated for more than a hundred years. I don't want to miss this night. You need to take good care of yourself first." "

Song Jie said: "Okay, then you can rest next to me."

Li Jidao: "..."

She looked at Song Jie with doubtful eyes.

Song Jie slowly lay down and said, "Where else would you go? They haven't noticed you all this time. If I specially ask someone to arrange for you, then they will definitely pay attention to you."

"And now that I'm a woman, I won't take advantage of you."

Li Jidao thought this was the truth.

She is an old man, what is she afraid of?

Li Jidao took off his shoes and slept at the end of the princess's bed, keeping a cup distance from Song Jie.

Song Jie looked at her slender back, showed a comfortable smile, and then closed his eyes.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Suddenly the eunuch made a sharp and long announcement.

Song Jie covered Li Jidao with the quilt, then put down the bedside skirt and sat up.

"Aye, why are you here so late?" Song Jie did not salute Song Wenyong, Song Wenyong was not worthy.

There wasn't that much etiquette between father and daughter. Although Song Wenyong felt a little unhappy, he didn't mind it that much.

He looked at his daughter's beautiful face and felt a trace of regret in his heart. It would have been much better if she was a son.

But what if he is a son, his son?

He couldn't bear that his son, born to the woman he loved most, would have to bow down to others in the future.

So it’s good to be a daughter.

Especially such a useful daughter.

Song Wenyong patted Song Fanzhi on the shoulder and said: "Azhi, you are not young anymore. Aye is just a daughter like you, so I am afraid that there will be no heirs. Now that we have entered Chang'an City, Aye plans to solve your lifelong problem first." Let’s talk about other important things. Tomorrow I will select three thousand outstanding sons for you. You can get along with whoever you want, and then you can give birth to an heir for the Song family as soon as possible. "

"This will make Aye feel at ease. When I go to see your grandma underground in the future, Aye can also give her an explanation."