The whole family died tragically? The eldest daughter is the most powerful in the capital after her

At this time, Song's parents arrived angrily.

Master Song strode forward, pointed at Master Zhang's nose and said, "What do you mean by this? It's a good thing that Zhang Mo is innocent, but if you are so ostentatious, where will our Song family stand?!"

The smile on Master Zhang's face froze slightly. He turned to look at Master Song, frowning slightly, but his tone remained polite: "Master Song, this is too serious. My family is innocent. This is great news. Can't our family celebrate?"

Mrs. Song also spoke up in a sharp voice: "You can celebrate, but you are making such a big fuss. Do you want everyone in the capital to know that Zhang Moqing is innocent and Song Yuqing is guilty? Have you considered the situation of our Song family? Although Yuqing made a mistake, she is our daughter. Are you going to destroy our entire family by doing this!"

After listening to this, Mr. Zhang's eyes were filled with impatience. He sneered, "Mrs. Song is wrong. Song Yuqing's mistakes were not imposed by our Zhang family, right? We all know what she did. Do we have to keep a low profile just to save the Song family's reputation since our family is innocent?"

Mrs. Song's face turned red instantly. She opened her mouth to refute, but was interrupted by Mr. Zhang calmly.

"Mr. Song, Madam Song, it's not that we don't cherish our old friendship, but you two should understand one thing." Mr. Zhang glanced at them coldly, "No matter what happens, Miss Song will not be sentenced to death. But if you keep making trouble like this, do you think the marriages of the other children of the Song family will be smooth?"

These words hit the soft spot of Song's parents.

Mrs. Song's face turned pale and she was shaky: "Are you threatening us?"

"It's not a threat, it's a reminder." Master Zhang said calmly, "We won't interfere in the affairs of the Song family, but you two should give each other some face. Don't make it too ugly, otherwise both sides will suffer, and it will hurt the Song family, not our Zhang family."

Mr. Song's face turned pale and his fists clenched. He tried to refute several times but found that he had no way to refute.

He snorted coldly, pulled Madam Song up and turned to leave: "Madam, let's go! Let's not bother with them."

Mrs. Song had tears in her eyes and a look of reluctance, but she could only helplessly follow Mr. Song away.

At the same time, the verdicts on Song Yuqing and Wang Quan were finalized. Song Yuqing was given 80 strokes of the cane and Wang Quan was given 100 strokes of the cane.

According to the law, if they can resist, they can survive, but if they cannot, their lives will be in danger.

In the Song Mansion, when Song's mother heard the news, she felt like being struck by lightning. She collapsed to the ground, holding her chest, tears welled up in her eyes, and she fainted before she could even utter a word.

"Madam! Madam!" Master Song rushed over to support her, his hands trembling, his eyes full of tears, "Go call the doctor! Hurry!"

The servants worked together to carry Madam Song back to the inner courtyard for treatment.

Mr. Song sat trembling in the hall, his eyes red, muttering to himself: "My family is unlucky... My family is unlucky! Yuqing, how could Yuqing end up like this! Where is justice, where is justice..."

Song Zhennan stood aside, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

His face was livid, and the anger in his heart burned like fire. His whole body was shaking slightly because of his resentment. He stared at the calligraphy on the wall and gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, this matter can't be let go! Gu Nanyuan has gone too far. He could have helped more, but he deliberately stood by and watched. If he really meant it, how could my elder sister be sentenced so severely?"

Mr. Song raised his head slightly, his face full of fatigue and sadness. He glanced at his son, sighed and shook his head: "Zhennan, Yuqing is wrong, you also know that Master Gu has always been fair and just... How can we expect him to be partial?"

"Party?" Song Zhennan sneered, his tone full of sarcasm, "Father, do you believe in his impartiality? I think he and Lin Ruoxuan are just in the same mind and don't want to care about the life and death of our Song family! I'm going to find him today and ask him clearly!"

After saying that, Song Zhennan slammed the door angrily and walked out, his figure disappearing at the entrance of the hall.

Gu Nanyuan had just come out of the palace. Today's discussion with the emperor was quite important, especially regarding the disaster in the north and the subsequent series of arrangements.

He felt a little tired, but his steps were still steady. Qingji and Qingxiang followed carefully behind him, not daring to disturb him.

However, before he walked out of the palace gate, Gu Nanyuan saw a familiar figure coming towards him.

Song Zhennan's face was filled with anger, and he walked towards him with sharp steps, his eyes looking as if he wanted to kill him.

Gu Nanyuan frowned slightly, stopped, and was about to speak: "Zhennan..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Zhennan had already rushed in front of him, raised his hand and punched him directly on the side of Gu Nanyuan's face.

Gu Nanyuan tilted his head, the corner of his mouth was scratched and bleeding.

"You hypocrite!" Song Zhennan shouted with gritted teeth, his eyes full of anger, "Gu Nanyuan, you are taking revenge for your personal grudge! You have no moral principles! If you really wanted to help, how could my elder sister end up like this!"

This sudden change shocked Qingji and Qingxiang, and they quickly stepped forward to hold Song Zhennan down.

Qingxiang shouted, "Mr. Song! Are you crazy? How dare you hit the prince!"

"Let me go!" Song Zhennan struggled, his eyes red, like an angry beast, "I'm going to fight him today! I want to ask him why he treats my older sister like this!"

Gu Nanyuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were as cold as ice, but the corner of his mouth curled up in an almost imperceptible sneer.

He waved his hand: "Let him go."

"Prince!" Qingji was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Gu Nanyuan meant.

"I said, let him go." Gu Nanyuan's voice left no room for doubt.

Qingji and Qingxiang looked at each other and had to let go of Song Zhennan.

Song Zhennan broke free from the grip and was about to pounce again, but was hit directly in the chest by Gu Nanyuan's punch, causing him to stumble back a few steps.

Gu Nanyuan shook his fist and said in a cold and hard voice: "Want to fight? Okay, let's fight one-on-one. You are so angry that if you don't vent it out, I'm afraid your mind won't be clear anymore."

After saying that, he threw another punch, hitting Song Zhennan in the abdomen.

Song Zhennan was caught off guard. He hunched his body, covered his stomach and groaned, but refused to retreat. He stared at Gu Nanyuan as if he wanted to swallow him.

Gu Nanyuan showed no mercy and punched Song Zhennan several times in succession, sneering as he beat him: "Song Zhennan, have I offended you? Or do I owe you something? Or do you think I have an obligation to bend the law for your Song family?"

Song Zhennan could only defend passively, raising his arms to protect his face, but he was unable to block Gu Nanyuan's strength.

He was panting, his face was bruised and purple, his voice was full of anger: "Gu Nanyuan, just pretend! Aren't you protecting Lin Ruoxuan? Lin Ruoxuan looked down on my elder sister, so you just sent my sister to her doom! You think you are a prince, and you do things so honorably, but in fact..."