Song Jiuxi said coldly: "Song Ruoyu, can you say it again?"
Song Ruoyu said eagerly: "Sister, please let me stay at home. I will go back to college to study, and I will definitely study hard this time. You, you can come and check my homework every once in a while. I will never be lazy."
Song Jiuxi didn't listen to him at all and said directly: "Fang Long, take the person away."
Fang Long walked towards Song Ruoyu, while Song Wanwan fanned the flames: "Sister, if Ruoyu doesn't want to go back with you, why do you force him to take him away? He is father's son first, and your brother second.
How can a sister bypass her father and take care of her younger brother directly? My father is still here."
Song Wanwan's words irritated Song Wenzhi. He stood in front of Song Ruoyu and said angrily: "Song Jiuxi, do you think I'm dead?! I'm not dead yet. It's not your turn to discipline Ruoyu."
Fang Long grabbed Song Ruoyu directly. Seeing this, the guards nearby surrounded him and took action against Fang Long.
The Suguang knife was as nimble as a swimming fish in Fang Long's hands. These guards were no match for her, and they were all injured by her.
Song Wanwan looked at Fang Long with a vicious look in her eyes. Fang Long was originally hers, but now he turned against Song Jiuxi. This person used to work for her, either looking for this excuse or that excuse. Song Wanwan
The only way to suppress her was to take out her grandfather.
But now she was working for Song Jiuxi, and she obeyed Song Jiuxi's orders.
"Presumptuous!" Song Wenzhi was furious, "Song Jiuxi, this is the Song Mansion, how can we allow you to be so arrogant? If you don't stop, I will..."
"What do you think?" Song Jiuxi asked sarcastically, "Who among the Manfu can stop me today?"
"you!"
Song Jiuxi sneered: "Song Wenzhi, if you have any guts, go and report to the officials and say that I robbed your son. Or come directly to Yan Mansion to ask me for him, but do you dare?"
Song Wenzhi's face was livid with anger, and the veins in his neck were tight. In a fit of anger, he walked directly towards Song Jiuxi, raised his hand and was about to hit Song Jiuxi.
"Dad!" Song Ruoyu shouted.
Before the slap fell, Song Jiuxi twisted Song Wenzhi's arm. Song Wenzhi screamed in pain, and his arm seemed to be broken.
Song Jiuxi was angered by them and said coldly: "Fang Long, take the person away directly. If you don't want to leave, then break your legs and carry him away."
Fang Long didn't hesitate anymore and grabbed Song Ruoyu's arm directly.
Song Ruoyu suddenly knelt down with a thump and cried: "Sister! Why do you have to do this? I said I would study hard, why don't you believe it? Do you think you can teach me well?!"
"Song Ruoyu! You'd better go back with me." Song Jiuxi's tone was cold.
"I'm not going back, I want to stay at home!" Song Ruoyu said, "Even if you break my legs today and beat me to death, I won't go back with you!"
Song Jiuxi felt a wave of anger rushing to her head, and all her rationality turned into powder.
"Okay! I didn't know you were so stubborn." Song Jiuxi walked towards Song Ruoyu, and Song Ruoyu tightened her shoulders in fear. Fang Long saw something was wrong and stopped Song Jiuxi. "Master, calm down, this is
It’s your brother…”
Song Jiuxi waved Fang Long's hand away and said sternly: "Song Ruoyu, you'd better not yell."
Song Jiuxi picked up the wooden stick brought in by the guards on the ground, lifted it up and knocked it on Song Ruoyu's leg.
Song Ruoyu closed her eyes and shouted: "Just beat me to death! Anyway, my mother is watching in the sky, and she will watch how you beat her son to death!"
Song Jiuxi paused, and Song Ruoyu burst into tears: "Song Jiuxi, you are so unreasonable! If you treat me as your younger brother, what have you been doing all these years?"
Song Ruoyu yelled. Now he was no longer afraid of Song Jiuxi. He was only filled with grievances and sadness. "I was living a good life, but you insist on letting me follow you. What do you have?!"
"I will inherit the Hou Mansion in the future, and I will have everything. I can also live a stable life, and I don't need you at all!"
Song Jiuxi's hand holding the wooden stick tightened suddenly, and the stick could not be knocked down no matter what.
When Fang Long saw this, he took the wooden stick away. Song Jiuxi was stunned for a moment, and then his face calmed down.
"You are right." Song Jiuxi said calmly, "You are from the Song family."
The word "Song Mansion" completely separated Song Jiuxi. Apart from her surname being Song, she had no connection with this manor.
Song Ruoyu is also from the Song family.
She was obsessed, thinking that Song Ruoyu came to save her in the last life because he cared about her as a sister. Song Ruoyu was probably killed by Song Wanwan, and Song Wanwan deliberately used this to stimulate her.
In the Song Mansion, even if Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan had bad intentions, Song Ruoyu was the only heir to the Changping Marquis Mansion. As he said, he could inherit the title, wealth and enjoyment for a lifetime without working too hard, so why should he follow her?
behind.
She can indeed teach him martial arts and let him study hard, but Song Ruoyu doesn't need that.
He was different from her. He didn't know the cause of his mother's death, and he didn't know the hatred that filled Song Jiuxi after his rebirth.
Song Ruoyu just wanted to be like other young masters in the capital, who could live a stable life even though they did not have a proper career and had no knowledge or skills.
Isn't this what her mother hoped for her from the beginning?
And what is she doing? She is forcing Song Ruoyu to be like her.
"Fang Long, let's go." Song Jiuxi said and turned to leave. Fang Long glanced at Song Ruoyu, sighed secretly and followed Song Jiuxi.
Song Ruoyu raised his eyes and looked at Song Jiuxi's back with tears in his eyes.
"Sister." Song Ruoyu murmured softly and watched Song Jiuxi leave the Song Mansion alone.
He knew that Song Jiuxi would never come to the Song Mansion again, and would not care about him anymore.
*
After Song Jiuxi left the Song Mansion, she walked towards the Duke of Yan's Mansion with a cold face.
Fang Long followed her, looking at her face. She hesitated to speak, feeling that she was too clumsy to say what she wanted to say.
Song Jiuxi suddenly asked: "Fang Long, did I do something wrong?"
"Master." Fang Long felt distressed.
It can be said that the master is younger than her, but he is calm and wise beyond ordinary people. But Song Ruoyu is her closest relative after all, and she can't always be so rational when dealing with her closest relatives.
Fang Long said: "Master is right, but the young master has never experienced the hardships that Master has had since childhood, so he prefers to live a plain life."
Song Jiuxi pursed her lips and said, "You are right, he was only three years old when mother left."
When Song Ruoyu was born, the war had subsided, unlike Song Jiuxi who had experienced five years of war with her mother.
So even if nothing happened in the previous life, Song Jiuxi would not be able to live a peaceful life.
Song Ruoyu doesn't need to continue his mother's heroic spirit, nor does he need to be very promising. He just needs to stay in the capital and be safe.
This may also be my mother's idea.
Song Jiuxi didn't want to think about Song Ruoyu anymore. She suddenly stopped when she passed by a preserve.
"Master wants to buy candied fruits?" Fang Long asked strangely. The master doesn't even feel the pain when taking medicine, so why would he buy candied fruits?
"It's not for me to eat." Song Jiuxi said.
Fang Long was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and then looked at Song Jiuxi with some surprise.
Master, is this enlightened?
Song Jiuxi walked back carrying a few packets of candied fruits, thinking about Yan Shubai's way of grinding away the medicine, and suddenly started laughing.
What she bought was the sweetest candied fruit, which Yan Shubai would probably like to eat.
Thinking of this, the bad mood I experienced in the Song Mansion suddenly felt better.