"Yes." The maid took a little figure in white clothes from the cabinet. It was a woman with big eyes, red lips, and her body was covered with silver needles. Every time the lady was unhappy, she would put needles into this little doll.
She handed the little doll to Song Panyan.
After Song Panyan took it, she picked up a three-inch long silver needle from the box and stuck it into the eye of the puppet until the needle came out from the back of the head. She took out three more needles and inserted them into the puppet's eyes.
It was stabbed up from between the legs to the stomach, from the soles of the feet to the calves, from the top of the head to the neck.
Bai Xia, I will hate you even after you die. I will stab you like this all day long and teach you to live forever and never be reincarnated!
Song Panyan stabbed for a while, feeling much better, and a strange smile appeared on her face. The maid next to her turned pale with fright, and did not dare to say anything.
"You lock the doll back in the cabinet. Then call Song'er and I'll ask him." Song Panyan handed the doll to the maid.
"Yes, madam." The maid quickly locked the little doll filled with silver needles back into the cabinet, and then went to call Song'er.
Song'er knelt down as soon as she entered the door and called out: "Madam, Song'er kowtows to you."
Song Panyan stared at Song'er for a long time, took out a piece of silver, put it on the table, and asked: "Song'er, do you want this silver?"
"Song'er wants to get back to Madam. Does Madam want to reward the slave?"
"I have a few questions to ask you. If you answer well, I will reward you." Song Panyan said, grabbing Song'er's ears with her hands, "If you lie to me, I will cut off your ears."
Tongue."
"It hurts, it hurts. Madam, just ask. If any of my words are untrue, you don't need to cut off the tongue. I will cut it off myself and make it into a dish for you to drink with." Song'er thought to herself, this tigress is so vicious.
, Grandma Chang'an is not even gentle at all, no wonder adults can't stand her, no one else can stand her, oh, my ears.
"You know the truth." Song Panyan released Song'er's ears and said seriously: "Where did this adult spend the night with whom last night?"
Song'er immediately said: "I slept like a pig last night. I didn't see it. Madam asked, could it be that the master didn't come back last night?"
Song Panyan couldn't tell whether Song'er's words were true or false for a moment, and said doubtfully: "You really don't know?"
"Master's whereabouts need to be reported to the slave. The slave really doesn't know."
"Have you recently purchased any real estate in another courtyard that I don't know about? You have a confidant outside, do you know about it?"
"How could such a thing happen? Your Excellency only knows how to study hard and read books every day, and accompany you to discuss politics, but you have time to take care of your beautiful confidant. I don't believe that he has that time. Besides, what kind of confidant can be more considerate than Madam?" Song Song said.
Er smiled flatteringly.
"You are full of nonsense, I will slap you in the mouth." Song Panyan said sternly.
"Oh, how dare you bother Madam to take action? I can take care of it myself." Song'er slapped her mouth twice and stared at the ingot, "Madam, although I don't know, what I told is the truth. You
Reward me with silver."
Song Panyan said angrily: "Not even a single word of your answer is useful. You are not worthy of my reward. Get out of here."
Song'er stared at the silver eagerly and walked out reluctantly.
Song Panyan was even more upset and started thinking wildly.
Will my husband have a new love outside? I definitely don’t believe it. After all, my husband has devoted everything to me. Unless the woman is the daughter of the emperor’s family, what kind of princess can’t be that?
Only someone with the status of a princess can suppress my reputation.
However, the emperor's elder sister, the eldest princess, is already married. The emperor's several sisters are much younger than the emperor. They are the children of concubines next to him. They are not the same mother as the emperor, and they are not old enough to get married. Which one is it?
The princess and my husband are involved?
Song Panyan waited in the house for most of the day. Near evening, Murong Jue finally came back.
He walked in and changed out of his official uniform, and Song Panyan came to greet him. Her anger was almost worn away by the long wait. When she saw Murong Jue, she felt grievances rising in her heart and threw herself into Murong Jue's arms.
He started crying, "Mr. sir, you are so bad. Why did you neglect me so much this morning?"
Murong Jue pushed Song Panyan away without leaving a trace, and said with a smile: "You have been too sensitive recently, are you under any pressure? I treat you as before, and I have not neglected you."
Song Panyan wiped her tears and said: "Yesterday was my twenty-seventh birthday. Why didn't you come back to celebrate my birthday? You don't know how those people at the banquet talked about me. They all said that you taught others to rush away and that I was
When you came back from someone else's marriage, everyone said that I was supposed to be a concubine, and the bitch you were originally engaged to was the real wife. In your absence, there was no one to take charge of the overall situation for me. Whatever my background, hers, what should I do?
Xiao Ming? If you have a marriage contract with her, she will be your legal wife?"
Murong Jue washed his hands. Since he stabbed the sword into Bai Xia's belly last year, he had developed the habit of washing his hands vigorously. He always felt that the blood on his hands had not been washed away. He rubbed the back of his hands vigorously until they turned white.
His skin was rubbed until it turned red, and he stopped.
"You have your mouth in other people's faces, so you just have to teach them to talk."
After Song Panyan heard this, she was full of dissatisfaction, "If you had celebrated my birthday with me yesterday, they would have been jealous before it was too late. Who would dare to talk about me? What did you do yesterday that you even forgot my birthday?"
Murong Jue wiped his hands with a towel and said: "Yesterday, an old friend's family died. I went to help with some things. I didn't have time to tell you."
Song Panyan's face was full of doubts, "Is it true? Then why should I ask people to inquire? Some people said that you went to West Ergong Road to pick up a slender-waisted beauty, and took her to buy a treasure from a gold store.
, this doesn’t count, but you also gave her the gold necklace you gave me?”
"You sent people to inquire about me?" Murong Jue sat on the chair and asked unhappily, "Why don't you ask me directly, who knows my whereabouts better than me?"
Song Panyan was stunned for a moment by the question, and then said after a long time: "I wish I could see you. Aren't I anxious? I saw you in the morning, and you were busy entering the palace. If you hadn't gone to court with your father,
I really thought there was something in the palace that captured your soul. I'm afraid it wasn't the resurrection of that little bitch Bai Xia that taught you to be so attached to your home and never return."
"Can't you live without mentioning Bai Xia for a day?" Murong Jue picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, "You believe what others say. But you don't believe what I say. If I go out to pick up a beauty, I can use it.
Should I go there by myself in a carriage? This is because I am afraid that others will not know that there is someone outside me."
Song Panyan burst into tears and smiled, "If you say so, that's true."
"On the other hand, I gave your gold necklace to that old friend and buried it directly as a burial object. That friend was not rich, and the gold and silver were all owned by the eldest brother. The person who died was his concubine, and he wanted to do it.
Be more generous. I happened to have this gold necklace in my hand, so we became a favor."
Song Panyan immediately refused, "It's so unlucky that you will use the birthday gift you gave me as a burial gift. Bah, I wonder if the person who died is your concubine."
Murong Jue took advantage of the situation and hugged Song Panyan, "Even if you are my concubine, what can you do to me? If you ignore you for two days, please discipline you and ask me to take care of you. If you can't keep me safe, you can find a concubine to make me happy."