bookrandom Chapter 409 The Destitute Prince's God-Level Cheating Little Silly Wife 11
Chapter 409 The Destitute Prince's God-Level Cheating Little Silly Wife 11
After a while, the jailer began to urge everyone, "Get ready, we'll be leaving soon."
In the corner of the cell.
Lu Zhihuan and Song Weiwei were both held in the arms of Princess Tai'an. When the jailer shouted, Song Weiwei woke up immediately.
Princess Tai'an patted Lu Zhihuan gently, "Zhizhi, wake up quickly."
Lu Zhihuan hadn't slept well either, and woke up groaning. Seeing herself lying in someone else's arms, her face flushed slightly.
She stood up embarrassedly and quickly went to find her husband with a look in her eyes.
Song Shi was feeding his father medicine. Yesterday, when Lu Zhihuan held his hand and blew on it, 996 gave him two pills.
It was that terribly bitter painkiller, and he was reluctant to take it himself, so he left it all for his father, one pill last night and another one later.
Lu Zhihuan ran to the fence and called out to Song Shi, "Husband, husband~"
Song Shi turned around and made a hushing gesture to her.
The second wife was not in good condition either. She had just been beaten yesterday morning and had slept in the cell all night. Her body was in pain all over.
I was in such an annoyed mood that when I heard Lu Zhihuan's voice, I just took it out on her.
"You're so stupid! You're screaming so loudly in the morning! It's so annoying! You look so stupid! Don't let someone sell you for food."
Song Shi had already helped his father to his feet. Upon hearing Liang's words, his tone was as cold as iron. "The current situation of the Marquis' Mansion is all due to the evil intentions of your second branch. How dare you stand here and sneer and gloat over our misfortune?"
He turned to Song Tao and asked, "Is that right, Second Uncle?"
These two rows of cells were packed with people, about three hundred in number, all of whom were relatives of Song Yi's three clans.
(The three clans refer to Song Yi’s paternal clan, maternal clan, and wife’s clan. Princess Tai’an is a royal relative and is excluded.
There is no saying that the three clans will not be affected by the married woman. Not only the married woman, but also her children will be implicated.
This includes a wide range of people, including Song Yi's uncles, aunts, uncles, and aunts and their children, that is, Song Yi's cousins.)
Last night everyone was crying out for injustice and blaming Song Yi. Song Yi just said that he was worthy of his ancestors, and everyone understood that the Song family was being feared.
Song Tao hadn't slept all night and looked haggard. Upon hearing this, his face paled even more. His eyes flickered; it turned out they already knew.
Hearing this, everyone looked over.
The cell was filled with questions directed at Song Tao, and he could only treat himself as a quail.
He had been pampered since childhood and was a bit overweight, so he had never suffered such a hardship. Unlike Song Yi, who had fought on the battlefield, even if he was seriously injured, he was not as half-dead as him.
No matter what the situation in the cell opposite is, Princess Tai'an will not tolerate her second wife Liang.
Song Weiwei helped her soothe her numb legs, and then she stepped forward and slapped Liang in the face.
There was a snap.
Her hand was numb from the beating, so she shook it off, "How can I allow you to yell at me, my daughter-in-law?"
Song Weiwei's cheeks puffed up with anger, "That's right."
Liang staggered after being slapped by her, but dared not say a word. After all, she was still a princess.
She was afraid of getting her hands dirty if she dealt with this kind of idiot.
The princess turned around to look at the concubines behind her and said, "The exile hasn't even begun yet, and you've already got such vicious thoughts?"
The concubines understood immediately.
Liang was no pushover, and she had always bullied them. If they were short of food and clothing during their exile, she might even exchange them and their daughters.
Six or seven concubines came up and scratched her without caring about anything, and Liang immediately started howling like a ghost.
The cell door was opened and the jailer came in and started whipping him.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Several people were hit by this whip, and Liang was even hit on the cheek.
The jailer didn't care about that. "Be quiet, or it won't just be a whipping."
Lu Zhihuan was startled and quickly got into the arms of Princess Tai'an. Song Weiwei twitched the corner of her mouth, "My sister-in-law is so smart, she even knows that mother is the most powerful."
Princess Tai'an touched Lu Zhihuan's head and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
At this time, a group of officers came and the cell doors on both sides were opened. One of the officers had a full beard and was about thirty years old.
He scanned the two cells with an extremely serious expression and roared in a resounding voice, "Listen up, prisoners and their three clans! The time has come. Begin your exile immediately. If you dare to resist or delay, you will not be forgiven."
"Everyone, line up! Your Majesty, in His kindness, has decreed that you use these specially made, lightweight shackles. Stand in two rows and hold out your hands."
He waved his hand, and the officers came forward and fastened the prisoner's hands with these shackles. There were chains above and below the shackles, and the chains could be connected in series.
Now we are really tied to the same rope.
Lu Zhihuan stared at Song Shi intently. Even with her hands shackled, she'd thought they were playing a game. The fact that she didn't cry or make a fuss actually made Song Shi feel relieved. He was still carrying his father on his back, so he couldn't keep an eye on her all the time.
He said to his sister beside him: "Weiwei, take good care of her."
Song Weiwei nodded, "Don't worry, brother."
"Don't worry, my husband. Zhizhi will be good."
996 told Lu Zhihuan to pat Song Shi so that it could use a powerful talisman on him so that he wouldn't have to work so hard.
Lu Zhihuan raised her arm and wiped her cheek, then reached out to pat him, "Pat my husband, patting him won't make you tired."
Song Shi immediately felt that his strength had increased countless times.
He looked at Lu Zhihuan with eyes full of gratitude and tenderness, "Thank you, Zhizhi." His throat rolled, "...Husband is not tired anymore."
"Hehehe!" Lu Zhihuan grinned foolishly.
Princess Tai'an stood behind them, tears streaming down her face at the sight. Song Shi's forehead was covered in sweat, and his body was covered in wounds. Carrying his father out of the city like this would surely cause all his wounds to rupture.
It was about 2: AM. After the chains were put on, the leading officer shouted, "Let's go."
The moonlight was like silver light, illuminating the surrounding scenery clearly. There were many people on the street.
They were not prepared for yesterday's house search, and today everyone is holding rotten cabbage stalks and leaves in their hands.
When he saw the team coming, he started smashing things, cursing non-stop: "You are already a first-rank marquis, but you are still not satisfied and are even plotting rebellion."
"It's not enough to be in a high position and have great power, but you still want to ascend to the sky in one step."
"Having made great military achievements, I will not be content to be inferior to others."
Lu Zhihuan had a lot of vegetable leaves on her head, but she still tried her best to block it for Song Shi, "Don't throw my husband, and don't throw Zhizhi!"
Song Shi was really distressed, "Zhizhi, just protect yourself."
When she sees someone swearing, she will swear back, "You are bad... You are bad, you are bad." She will just keep saying "you are bad" over and over again.
Song Yi's pale face was full of silence. He laughed at himself as those hurtful words hit his ears.
At this moment, he felt full of powerlessness and frustration. He had fought on the battlefield time and time again, risking his life to protect the country, but in the end he ended up like this.