Song Yi is used to being a blame-shifter. He is only responsible for crying and being an angry and worried old father.
He is also very loving and democratic, and everything is based on his daughter's wishes.
Looking at this character, no matter how things develop, he will be invincible. After all, he is really just an old father who loves his daughter passionately.
So, after Song Yi's words, everyone's eyes fell on Song Xueyue again.
Song Xueyue analyzed the pros and cons in her mind, and the handkerchief in her hand was almost stringy, and she nodded lightly.
"I also like you, eldest princess. If Prince Gu really doesn't want to..."
Song Xueyue pinched her palm hard, her eyes turned red with tears in her eyes, and she looked at Gu Shenghui with seven parts sadness, two parts sorrow and one part reluctance.
Gu Shenghui almost jumped out of his chair when he saw it.
Goosebumps all over my body stood up.
But Gu Shenghui couldn't say anything yet. So far, this was the best solution, although if he investigated more carefully, he would definitely find some problems.
But the matter was really too big, and just a confession wouldn't be able to fully explain anything.
If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid there will be some rumors in the capital, and it may even affect the status of the royal family in the eyes of the people.
The reason why Song Xueyue was willing to take a step back now was because Jia Qing's sudden appearance had thrown her into disarray. When she came back to react, the matter might not be so easy to handle.
What if we do something like crying, making trouble, and hanging ourselves again?
People will subconsciously sympathize with the weak. Even if Gu Shenghui doesn't want to marry when the time comes, he will definitely marry.
Although Gu Shenghui's brain was not good, it was limited to certain aspects, and he immediately understood Su Bihua's purpose.
Either recognize your sister or your daughter-in-law.
You always have to choose one.
Therefore, Gu Shenghui suppressed his reluctance and called out with a smile, "Sister."
Song Xueyue's eyes flashed with a trace of pride, but her face lowered her head sadly, as if she was hurt by Gu Shenghui, and she responded softly.
Su Bihua showed a satisfied smile and turned to look at Song Yi, "I would also like to thank Mr. Song for giving birth to such a good girl like Xueyue! From now on, we will be regarded as half in-laws. Mr. Song must not talk to me.
You're welcome, I'll take Xue Yue to Shanzhou for some fun then."
At this time, Song Xueyue thought she had been caught and did not dare to express her anger. Naturally, she would respond to whatever Su Bihua said.
Too cute to be honest.
Even Song Yi couldn't help but take another look at Song Xueyue, it was quite novel to think about it.
The matter was almost over here. Su Bihua looked at Su Yijun who was playing with the bells on the villain's bun. She couldn't help but twitch her forehead, covered her lips and coughed lightly:
"His Majesty!"
Pay attention to your image, you are a tyrant, not a fool.
Playing with a child's pigtails is not something you should do.
Su Yijun raised his eyes and kept moving his fingertips.
Dingling~Dingling~Dingling~
"..."
Su Yijun raised his eyes lightly, glanced at a few people casually, and said with an indescribable laziness in his voice, "Is it over?"
Su Bihua apologized and smiled.
Song Yi's cold sweat suddenly fell down.
Although Su Yijun's actions were very childish, under this invisible pressure, no one dared to say a word. Instead, the ringing sounds were like a reminder.
There is a feeling that the scythe of death is hanging above your head and may fall at any time.
This is the first time that Song Xueyue has faced the pressure of the king so directly. If Su Bihua hadn't been holding her hand beside her, Song Xueyue would have wanted to kneel down to Su Yijun.
Su Yijun's eyes finally fell on Song Yi, and all the oppression came together.
"Master Song, congratulations."
Song Yi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He didn't dare to take a breath and could only smile stupidly at Su Yijun.
Su Yijun frowned, a trace of disgust flashed through his narrow eyes, "Now that it's over, just step back."
Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted amnesty, and stood up to leave in a very sensible manner.
Song Xueyue also retreated.
"I'm going out to see my goddaughter off."
Su Bihua glanced at Su Yijun and said with a smile.
Su Yijun nodded lightly.
The four witnesses were also about to leave. Gu Shenghui, who had been holding back for a long time, suddenly stood up from his chair.
"Jia Qing, stop for me."
The remaining three people had no choice whether to retreat or not. They could only stand where they were.
Jia Qing stopped and turned to look at Gu Shenghui.
Without saying a word, Gu Shenghui rolled up his sleeves and walked quickly towards Jia Qing. Just when Gu Shenghui was about to punch Jia Qing in the face, he was stopped by Su Xuanyan.
"Uncle Huang, this man slapped me. I won't be able to bear this bad breath if I don't vent my anger!" Gu Shenghui paused his hands in the air and turned to look at Su Xuanyan, his voice even tainted with a little grievance.
Su Xuanyan ignored Gu Shenghui, but looked at the three of them and said calmly: "You guys go down."
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked out of Qinzheng Hall.
At this time, only Jia Qing was still standing in the hall.
Su Xuanyan then looked at Gu Shenghui and waved his fan helplessly, "Hui'er, this is not Jia Qing."
Gu Shenghui was stunned and subconsciously looked at Jia Qing in front of him. After calming down, he finally discovered some clues.
The 'Jia Qing' in front of him seems to be taller and burlier than in memory, and even his temperament is different.
No wonder he felt something was wrong when Jia Qing came in, but he just couldn't tell what was wrong.
Anyone who is familiar with Jia Qing will definitely be able to see the key to this at a glance, but Song Xueyue only had a relationship with Jia Qing once. Although Gu Shenghui felt something was wrong, he was not very good at thinking about it, so he naturally did not think about it.
'Jia Qing', oh no, it was probably the secret guard who tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing an ordinary face that looked nothing like Jia Qing's. The secret guard bowed to Su Yijun and retreated to the darkness.
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Only then did Gu Shenghui react belatedly and asked: "What about the real Jia Qing?"
Su Xuanyan stopped shaking the fan, and a chill flashed in his eyes.
"Dead."
Gu Shenghui was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, "Dead?"
Su Xuanyan responded softly, unwilling to say more.
Gu Shenghui returned to his position with some disappointment. He didn't know whether it was because he was disappointed that he could not return the slap in the end, or because of Jia Qing's death.
Su Yijun finally stopped playing with the little man. Su Jiu raised her hand and touched her two little ones, and her hair was pulled out.
Su Jiu looked up at Su Yijun with some resentment, and sighed softly in her heart.
Life is not easy, Jiuer sighed.
For the sake of her fourth sister, she had to endure too much at a young age.