On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

The main courtyard of the Song family was silent, and from time to time Old Mrs. Song's frightened cry could be heard.

This is so scary in prison.

He had been tortured. In order to please the East Palace and make up for his mistakes, the governor had many people beat him cruelly. His back was stained with blood and his left arm was broken. If he hadn't been rescued in time and had his bones set, he would have been crippled.

Even so, the pain was unbearable and was enough for him to bear.

He has been having a high fever since he came back from the fight and has not woken up. The uncle of the Song family is sitting in the outer room with a sullen face.

Second Master Song cried and knelt beside the bed, crying for his father for a while. Seeing that Old Mrs. Song was not awake, he stopped crying and sat on the couch by the window to eat melon seeds.

The boy was knocking on the edge of the window sill. Mr. Song opened the window. The boy came forward and whispered something in his ear.

Mr. Song's eyes lit up: "Seriously?"

The boy nodded: "I don't dare to lie to you, you see."

As he said that, he took out a pink pillowcase from his arms. The texture was not very good, but the color was bright and it was embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Second Master Song smiled happily, put the pillowcase in his arms, threw the melon seeds, got up and walked out.

Uncle Song raised his eyes and looked at him: "Where are you going?"

Second Master Song didn't care: "There's something going on in the shop, I'll go take a look."

"What can happen to you? What have you ever done in the shop?"

"Brother, I am the second master of the Song family. I am not your servant. Please leave my affairs alone." The second master Song stepped out.

Uncle Song slapped the table: "Father is like this, do you still have time to go out?!"

"Isn't Father awake yet? He feels uncomfortable here and I feel even more uncomfortable. Go out and relax!" Mr. Song kept walking.

Uncle Song's eyes were gloomy, and he raised the tea cup to smash it, but held back.

He turned his head and looked inside, and said to himself in a deep voice: "Did you see that? This is your dear son!"

The butler came in from the outside and whispered: "Uncle, the guests have arrived, now it's your study."

Uncle Song stood up and ordered: "You stay here and watch, I will come soon."

"Yes."

Uncle Song suppressed his anger and walked out quickly, and met his confidant at the gate of the courtyard.

"Uncle, my servant asked just now whether the second master was lured to Xianglan Yuan."

"Haha," Uncle Song gave a short laugh, "I knew he had nothing serious to do, but he actually went to a brothel, how good it is!"

He walked faster and faster, and the suppressed anger in his heart became stronger and stronger, almost ready to explode.

All the way to the study, he opened the door. The person inside turned around and said with a smile: "Who made the uncle angry?"

Uncle Song closed the door with his backhand: "Sir, I haven't thanked you yet for rescuing my father."

Mr. Mo nodded slightly: "Uncle Song, does he know why I want to save Mr. Song?"

Uncle Song shook his head: "Sir, please clarify."

"I'm not doing it for him, but for you, uncle," Mr. Mo looked around the study. "Uncle, he is devoted to the Song family business. He is really a good material to be the head of the family. He is also the eldest son, so he is naturally the best candidate to take over."

Uncle Song smiled bitterly: "Mr. Geng made me laugh. My father is in good health and has no intention of choosing a new head of the family. Besides..."

He continued, Mr. Mo's dark eyes seemed to see through everything: "Your father is not strong anymore. After the injury is healed, I am afraid that I will not have the energy to take care of business matters."

"My brother has an empty head and spends money like water. If the Song family is left in his hands, it will be ruined sooner or later."

Uncle Song was embarrassed: "But my father loves his second brother more and has always loved him."

"Isn't it okay if he dies?" Mr. Mo chuckled.

It was said lightly, seemingly carelessly, but when Uncle Song heard it, it was like thunder, and the fire in his heart that was not easy to suppress suddenly rose up again.

There was an evil thought dancing in the fire that he didn't even dare to admit.

"No," Uncle Song whispered, his palms sweating, "No, my father has always loved him, no."

Mr. Mo chuckled softly: "Do you know why you, the eldest son, are not as loved by your father as your unlearned younger brother?"

Uncle Song pursed his lips slightly: "I am naturally stupid, but my second brother is different.

He was always sweet-tongued and always made his father happy. My mother loved him even more when she was alive. I only had to work harder to get them to praise me even once or twice. "

"The Song family's fortune is hard-earned. I am the eldest son. It is right for my father to be stricter with me."

Mr. Mo chuckled lightly, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes: "Uncle Song, you are overthinking. The fact is that no matter how hard you work or how good you are, your father will never let you be the head of the family. He just treats you as a laborer, nothing more. .”

"Because you were not born of your parents."

Uncle Song: "!!"

……

Yan Ruyu looked at the information Huo Changhe had just retrieved from the secret guard in surprise: "The eldest son of the Song family is not the old man's biological son? Is this... true?"

Huo Changhe pointed at the paper: "The information obtained by the secret guard is never wrong."

"No wonder, it's Uncle Song who saves people, but it's Second Master Song who cries and pretends to be filial." Yan Ruyu laughed, "It seems that the Song family is hiding something, and they themselves have many internal problems."

"You don't have to go through so many troubles now," Huo Changhe said, "As long as you break this news to Uncle Song, the Song family will be in chaos and they will not be able to live in peace."

Yan Ruyu also felt that this would save trouble.

"Although they are not biological, they have been father and son for so many years. Besides, his surname is Song. He is the nephew of Mr. Song. There should be competition for the family property, but..."

Before Yan Ruyu finished speaking, Beibei hurried in from outside: "Prince, Princess, something happened."

Beibei and Quandao followed Yin Ding to protect the eldest lady and a group of beautiful women's soldiers to the Song family's clothing store. Now that Beibei came back in a hurry, Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe both mentioned it in their hearts.

"What? What happened? Is it mother?"

"No, Madam and the others are fine," Beibei said quickly, "It's a local Goulanshe, not far from Chengjia Shop.

I heard that some people were jealous, fights resulted in death, some people reported it to the police, and the Yamen sent people to blockade half of the street, and many people were not allowed to move around freely. "

Beibei wiped the sweat from her head: "The eldest lady and the others are also trapped. They are afraid that the prince and princess will be anxious. The villain is protected by Brother Tuotuo and Daodao, so he sneaks out quietly with great effort to report the news."

Yan Ruyu breathed a sigh of relief, but was also puzzled: "Blocking half of the street? This battle is too big."

Huo Changhe asked: "Who died?"

Beibei lowered his voice: "He is the nephew of the governor. I heard he is a fat man. He fell down from upstairs and his head blossomed on the spot."

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe looked at each other, a bit of surprise flashed across their faces, and they quickly noticed something unusual.

"The governor's nephew? Dead?"

"Exactly," Beibei swallowed, and Yan Ruyu pushed the teacup to him, "There will be something even more outrageous later."