The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Chapter 185 Be more confident and remove the image

Fear was overwhelming, and Song Shaozhang subconsciously took two steps back, wishing he could turn around and run away immediately.

Mrs. Song even hid behind Song Zheyang, wishing that no one would notice her existence.

The light in Song Yunxi's eyes became brighter, and she almost jumped up with excitement: "Big brother, second brother, third brother, I've finally got you back!"

Perhaps it was because she had been alone for too long in her previous life, so in this life she just wanted to stick with her master and brothers every day.

Qin Xubai rubbed her head: "Our Xiao Si is getting more and more powerful."

Ji Ziche snorted, "Isn't she still a crying little girl?"

Jiang Yanting said cheerfully: "Little Four, it's okay to cry loudly, Third Brother will buy you some candy."

In their eyes, she will always be a child, and her broken heart can only be healed by being with them.

Watching her being close to Qin Xubai and the others, and hearing her calling them brother in a sweet and naive voice, Song Zheyang felt a sense of loss and emptiness in his heart, as if the time she called him brother was so long ago in the previous life, so long ago that he couldn't even remember what that feeling was like. It felt like something important had been lost.

Even Song Zhening, who was in great physical pain, briefly forgot the pain. His mind kept flashing back to the time when she used to call him "Second Brother", so cautiously, always with a tone of tentativeness and flattery, but never in such an intimate and cute manner.

Ye Xuanqi bowed respectfully to Song Wentian: "Uncle Tian."

Song Wentian patted his shoulder, his eyes full of praise: "Well done."

It was indeed the right decision to let him assist Xier.

"It's all what I should do."

Then he took the initiative to greet Qin Xubai: "Cousin."

Qin Xubai's expression was still indifferent, but he was obviously not as repulsive to him, a half-Qin family member who strictly followed the Qin family's ancestral teachings, as before.

Ji Ziche joked: "Have you forgotten my second cousin?"

Ye Xuanke took the lead and put his hands on his and Jiang Yanting's shoulders: "Second cousin, Yanting, you two can't cheat again this time. I practice drinking every day and I don't believe I can't get you two drunk!"

Thinking of how he was always drunk unconscious by the two of them, Ye Xuanke's competitive spirit was aroused.

Jiang Yanting glanced at him with disdain: "Just you? You don't even need a second brother. Two of you are no match for me.

After a brief reminiscence with the Song family, Song Wentian looked at Song Shaozhang with deep eyes and said, "Marquis Wenyuan wants to clean up the door of our master's house?"

"No... not..."

The extreme fear made Song Shaozhang instinctively deny it, but the strong sense of oppression from Song Wentian prevented him from uttering a complete sentence.

He suddenly understood what his colleagues were discussing privately -

It is better to displease the emperor than to offend the imperial teacher.

"It's not your turn to teach my Xi'er a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the powerful internal energy sent Song Shaozhang flying, and his back hit the tree trunk hard before he fell to the ground.

Song Shaozhang felt exactly what it felt like to have all his internal organs shattered.

Mrs. Song was trembling with fear and huddled behind Song Zheyang, fearing that she would be the next one.

Jiang Yanting looked cynical and frivolous: "Why waste Master's energy? These disciples can be dealt with."

As he said that, he walked up to Song Zheyang, looked down at him with his height advantage, and the next moment he raised his foot and kicked the man away.

"Teach my little fourth a lesson, do you think you are qualified?"

At this moment, Jiang Yanting was unruly and ruthless, without any trace of a playboy.

His eyes fell on the trembling Madam Song, and before he could move, the frightened Madam Song had already fallen to the ground.

She regretted it.

She shouldn't have encouraged her family to bring trouble to Song Yunxi, and she shouldn't have forgotten that Song Yunxi was no longer a disabled person who was willing to let them bully her out of affection for her family.

Jiang Yanting flexed his wrists: "Tell me, what kind of death should I give you?"

Madam Song really didn't care about her dignity anymore, and hurriedly waved her hands to beg for mercy: "Please let us go, from now on... no, from today on, we will never dare to cause trouble for Yunxi again!"

Seeing Madam Song's servile appearance, Song Yunxi just found it ridiculous. Madam Song, who had such a glorious past life, would never have dreamed that there would be such a day for her!

"Are you worthy of calling my little Si by his name?"

Jiang Yanting ignored her pleas for mercy and slapped Madam Song several times with his wide sleeves: "I don't have a rule not to hit women!"

Jiang Yanting really used his energy, and after a few hits, Mrs. Song's face was swollen and congested, and she couldn't even speak.

Jiang Yanting tore off the half of his sleeve that he had used to beat Madam Song and threw it on the ground in disgust. Only then did he let go of his anger: "I have tolerated you for a long time!"

If he wasn't afraid of delaying Xiao Si's business, he would have rushed to Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion to remove them long ago. Why would he wait until today?

When Jiang Yanting was about to take action, Ji Ziche stopped him and said, "Leave some for me."

He hasn't taken any action to vent Xiao Si's anger yet!

Jiang Yanting looked at Song Zhening who was in great pain. Although he was unwilling, he wisely stepped aside.

At the same time, he did not forget to remind Ji Ziche in a low voice: "Second Brother, be careful, don't kill anyone."

He knew Second Brother's methods, and if he did, it would be fatal.

If you kill Xiao Si's toy, that girl will be angry.

Ji Ziche rolled his eyes at him: Do I look like such a tactless person?

Jiang Yanting: Be more confident and remove the image.

Ji Ziche: “…”

Even if Song Zhening was reborn ten times, he would never have thought that Ji Ziche's methods were more vicious than Song Yunxi's.

If he had a choice at this moment, he would rather die at Song Yunxi's hands than be tortured by Ji Ziche.

Ji Ziche reattached his broken arm, and then broke it off again.

Song Zhening's miserable screams continued to ring out, and Song Yunxi said she didn't dare to watch anymore.

But Ji Ziche had no intention of stopping there. He even refused to let go of Song Zhening's ten fingers. In the end, Song Zhening was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream.

However, what was even more terrifying was that every time he fainted from the pain, Ji Ziche would wake him up and let him clearly feel the excruciating pain.

This special method of cutting off a person's arm was taught to Song Yunxi by him, and he improved it because it was too cruel.

So it was not an illusion that Song Zhening felt more pain.

Ye Xuanke's hair stood up all over his body and he secretly swore in his heart: Even if I offend the King of Hell, I must never offend my second cousin!

Even Song Yunxi and Jiang Yanting saw Ji Ziche's thunderous methods for the first time, and they understood instantly.

Why was the task of trying traitors or those assassins entrusted to him at Saint Cloud Mountain?

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, and they saw each other's determination in each other's eyes.

Even if the sky falls in the future, I must never make my second brother unhappy, absolutely not!