The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

Chapter 242: Death in Place - Song Weiyang 7

Mother Song struggled to lift Father Song's upper body. Seeing the people lying motionless, Father Song pointed at them and cursed, "Are you all blind? Don't you know how to help me, the master, stand up?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one stepped forward.

"You, you are so bold..."

"Master, it's not that they don't want to come, it's that they don't dare to come and support you." Seeing everyone's eyes looking for help, the butler could only bite the bullet and step forward to answer.

"You..." Song's father wanted to curse, but when he saw the bright top of the housekeeper Zeng Mingwa's head, he immediately swallowed his curse words.

"Where's your hair? Who did this to you?"

"Yes, yes..." The butler stammered and couldn't say clearly.

"I trimmed it for him. Doesn't it look good?" Feng Qi asked coldly, playing with the dagger in his hand.

"Beautiful, beautiful..." Seeing the fierceness in Feng Qi's eyes, Song's father praised her against his will.

"Master, let them go, let them go quickly, I never want to see her again..." Song's mother whispered in Song's father's ear.

"Okay." Father Song patted his wife's arm and turned his gaze to Xihe: "You have finally returned home, so go back quickly! Don't come back again unless necessary."

"No, we haven't settled our accounts yet! I can't leave yet." Xihe poured himself another cup of tea and said coldly.

"I don't think there is any hatred between us. I don't care about you poisoning me. We owe each other nothing from now on." Thinking of the suffering she had endured, Song's mother was in a bad mood.

"I've told you all, you're all blind and clueless. You haven't figured out who harmed you at all."

"She's an innocent person, and you're putting the blame on her without even saying a word. Do you think you're right?"

"What do you mean? Explain yourself clearly..." Song's mother's heart skipped a beat and she had a bad feeling.

"Feng Qi, bring the witness in to me." Xihe did not answer her, but looked at Feng Qi beside her.

"Okay."

Feng Qi came to the door, picked up a man from the corner and threw him on the ground. He kicked him and said coldly, "Tell me, where did the poison that Mrs. Song was infected with come from?"

"I..." The man thought of the person in his heart, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Feng Qi, let him bleed."

"Puff..." The sharp dagger pierced the body of the man on the ground, and he screamed in pain immediately.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you right away..."

"Why didn't you just say no earlier? You're such a jerk for taking a knife."

"I, I am the eldest brother of the Medical Valley, Gu Chuanbai. I fell in love with the eldest lady of the mansion at the temple fair."

"That day, she came to me to buy poison. I thought she was just trying to protect herself, so I forgot my master's instructions and sold it to her without saying a word."

"When we heard from her again, Madam Song was already poisoned."

"You lied to me, you must be lying to me..." Song's mother didn't dare to listen anymore, she yelled at Tanigawa Bai.

"Ma'am, I won't lie to you. I have evidence."

Tanigawa Kashiwa took out a handkerchief from his arms, on which Song Weiai's name was embroidered.

"It's not her, no..." Song's mother didn't want to admit it, but the fabric of this handkerchief was a tribute.

It was given by the Queen, no one else has it.

Mrs. Song took the handkerchief in her hand, feeling mixed emotions. She didn't even dare to look at Xihe beside her.

She didn't dare to think about it anymore. She had not forgotten how she had targeted her daughter in the first place.

"It was me who cured Madam of the poison. If you don't believe me, go to the Medical Valley and ask my master to see if the poison you were poisoned with was our unique secret medicine."

Seeing Tanigawa Kashiwa's solemn promise, Song's mother felt mixed emotions and didn't know what to do next.

"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?" Father Song saw that his wife was silent, so he asked anxiously.

"We, we seem to have wronged her..." Mother Song clutched the handkerchief tightly in her hand, her tone bitter.

"what happened?"

"The material for this handkerchief is the cloth given by the Queen. I gave it all to Ai'er, and she had a set of clothes made for her."

"The rest, the rest, she made a handkerchief..."

"Then, did we wrong her back then?" Song's father stared at his wife in a daze, his voice dry.

"Well, we..."

The word "apology" is too difficult for them and they don't want to say it.

Besides, in their minds, it is not the norm for elders to apologize to their younger generations.

"If you didn't whip me fifteen times back then, I will pay you back double today." Xihe curled her lips in disdain as she listened to the two people whispering.

She drew the Hundred Flowers Silk from her wrist and walked towards Song's father.

"What are you doing? I'm your father, how could you possibly lay your hands on me?"

"Yes! Why not? You hit me for no reason, why can't I take revenge?"

"We gave birth to you, so even if we wronged you, you still have to bear it."

"What if I don't accept it?" Xihe asked coldly.

"Then you will be cursed by the world and thrown into prison..."

"Pa pa pa..." Xihe didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, so Baihua Ling slapped Song's father hard in the face.

Again and again, each blow left a wound deep enough to see the bone on Song's father's face.

"Ahhhh..." The high-ranking official who had lived a life of luxury had never experienced such pain. He held his head and screamed in pain.

"Stop hitting him, stop hitting him, I beg you, please let him go..."

Song's mother was stunned by Xihe's sudden attack. Only when she heard her husband's screams did she react.

She hurried forward to pull Xihe, but before she got close to Xihe, Feng Qi grabbed her collar and pulled her aside.

"Didn't you say that poor little Song Weiyang poisoned you? Now I'm going to give you a bottle of medicine to try."

"No, you can't do this. I'm the one who gave birth to her and raised her. She wouldn't treat me like this..."

"You've already accused her of something. If you don't carry it out, you'll be doing yourself a disservice."

Feng Qi took out a bottle of medicine from the space, pinched Song's mother's mouth, and poured the whole bottle of medicine into her mouth.

"Cough cough cough..." Feng Qi let her go, and Song's mother lay on the ground and started coughing desperately.

She coughed for a long time but couldn't cough out the medicine. She didn't care about her image and put her fingers into her mouth to take it out.

That was the poison Feng Qi made herself, which melted in her mouth. It would be strange if she could dig it out.

Song's father rolled on the ground in pain. Baihua Ling was as fast as lightning, beating him until his body was covered with scars and he looked miserable.

His face was full of pain and fear, and his eyes were full of despair and helplessness.

The other servants were trembling with fear when they saw his appearance, and no one dared to step forward to rescue their master.

The butler wanted to plead for mercy, but when he saw Xihe's cold eyes, he backed off.