Song Wangyue walked over and squeezed Xiao Qian’s wrist.
Xiao Qian was still coughing, and his wrist twitched with the cough.
The crowd’s hearts seized into a ball.
Even Xu Yan and his wife were no exception. Xiao Qian was the only legacy of the Ding Guo Mansion, if anything happened to him, it would really be the end of the Ding Guo Mansion.
Song Wan Yue let go of her hand, “Duke Xiao has suffered from some wind chill, I will go and prescribe a medicine.”
There was no paper and pencil in the parlour, so Song Wangyue headed out and Song Yin followed her.
Only then did Xiao Qian notice Song Yin, “He is …… cough cough cough ……”
“He is Yue’er’s fiance.”
The Duchess of Tingguo told him, adding, “Stop talking quickly and drink some hot water.”
Xiao Qian picked up his tea and took a few sips, stopping a little cough.
Today’s matter could not be talked about anymore, Xu Yan and his wife looked at each other and got up at the same time, “We will go back first and come back another day.”
The people were worried about Xiao Qian’s health and did not stay.
Xiao Zheng and his wife sent them out.
Xiao Qian also got up after them, “I’ll go and see my brother-in-law.”
The Duke of Ding’s wife was afraid that he would get agitated again when he saw it and advised, “You are covered in cold air, don’t pass it to your brother-in-law again, listen to your grandmother, go back to rest first, take your medicine and have a good sleep before you go over to see him.”
The Duke of Ding agreed, “Your grandmother has a point. Your brother-in-law is still unconscious, so you can’t talk to him even if you go there now.
Xiao Qian nodded obediently and let the boy help him back to his courtyard.
Although he had not been home for many years, his courtyard was clean and tidy. The house was now lit with charcoal fires, so it was warm as soon as he entered the house.
The boy helped him into the door, took off his cloak and hung it on the side, then retreated and stood guard at the door.
In a few moments, the Duke of Ding’s father and son, Song Wan Yue and Song Yin came over.
Xiao Qian didn’t look half as weak as he did.
“Xiao Er, go and bring the man.”
The boy outside the door answered and quickly went out of the courtyard, quickly bringing another boy over, walking to the door and pushing it open, letting him in, then closing the door and guarding the door.
The boy was a bit formal and bowed towards Song Yin, “I’ve met my master.”
“Lift up your head.”
The boy raised his head and pulled off the human skin mask on his face, and his face turned out to be exactly the same as Song Yin’s.
“Looks like!”
Xiao Zheng couldn’t help but blurt out.
It was so similar that if one wasn’t standing and the other was sitting, it would be impossible to tell who was who.
Duke Ding stroked his beard, “The aura is a bit worse.”
The boy looked at Xiao Qian, who nodded his head. The boy immediately stood up straight and his eyes changed, no longer humble as he was just now, but haughty and proud of everything, and with a stretch of his long legs, he hooked a stool over and sat beside Song Yin in a bold manner, even his sitting posture was exactly the same.
Song Wangyue couldn’t help but sigh in admiration in her heart and asked curiously, “How long did you train for?”
A person’s speech and mannerisms were solidified, and it was not easy to change them.
“Since the time I went to the border.” Song Yin replied.
The boy bounced up and returned to his humble appearance, “My little one has overstepped the mark.”
“You have done well, from today onwards you will stay in the House.”
“Yes.”
The boy put his human skin mask back on and retreated.
……
It was late at night.
A few figures leapt out of the Ding Palace one after another, walked quickly through several streets and entered a mansion.
Inside the house, a faint light was burning, and a man was lying on the ground, none other than Wu Jin.
Song Yin and Song Wan Yue sat down.
Xiao Si threw a ladle of water on Wu Jin’s head.
Wu Jin shivered and opened his eyes, seeing the people in front of him, he sat up, fire in his eyes, “It’s you!
The secret passage was unknown even to his wife, and before he was knocked unconscious he wondered who had ambushed him.
Song Yin raised his hand and tore the human skin mask off his face, revealing his true face.
Wu Jin’s eyes widened, “Chu, Chu Yunxiao!”
“Not bad, it’s me.”
Wu Jin lunged over and Song Yin kicked him out, Wu Jin’s body smashed against the wall before landing heavily on the ground again, blood spilling out from the corner of his mouth.
He raised his head reluctantly and looked at Song Yin.
He was only one step away from revealing Chu Yunxiao’s identity and restoring power to the Wu family.
“In fact, four years ago I wanted to kill the Third Prince, but then I thought it would be too cheap to just kill him, I had to give you all hope, otherwise it would be boring to have no one to play with me for so many years.”
The blood from the corner of Wu Jin’s mouth spilled out even faster.
“Do you know how he died? He was killed by the Second Prince! The Second Prince trusted Yue’er and me, and he not only killed the Third Prince, he also killed your good sister, completely killing the Wu family.”
Song Yin laughed softly, his laughter was tinged with pleasure, “Wu Jin, you have counted on a thousand calculations, but you didn’t count on this day, right?”
“That’s right, Wu Sheng’s skin was beaten open and his flesh was split open, and he was sent to prison, so he should not live past today. As for the rest of Wu’s family, someone will naturally send them to reunite with you.”
“You …… dare!”
“You say I dare not?”
Wu Jin spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Song Yin frowned in disgust as he pulled Song Wan Yue up and headed out, “Deal with it.”
Wu Jin struggled and tried to pounce on him.
A boy came in, carrying a bowl, pinching his mouth open with one hand and pouring the medicine in the bowl into his mouth with the other.
Wu Jin’s stomach twisted up and a large mouthful of blood bubbled out.
The boy let go of his hand and stepped back, watching him roll all over the floor until he lost his breath.
The boy squatted down and put his hand under his nose for a moment before removing it, getting up and walking quickly out.
When the sound of his footsteps disappeared, Wu Jin opened his eyes, got up with difficulty and stumbled out of the room, holding onto the wall.
There was no watchman at the door.
Wu Jin took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and stumbled outside, identifying the direction. Luckily, it was not very far from the Grand Prince’s residence and he still had a chance.
He staggered all the way to the Grand Prince’s residence, more and more blood pouring out of his mouth and his eyes getting blurry. He knew he couldn’t fall down, he had to make it to the Grand Prince’s residence and tell the Grand Prince that Song Yin was Chu Yunxiao, and that he would take his back even if he had to die.
Not far away, Song Yin and Song Wan Yue stood in the darkness, watching him walk to the entrance of the Grand Prince’s residence, the corners of their mouths both curled into cold smiles.
“Open, open the door ……”
Wu Jin pounded on the door with all his strength.
The concierge was awakened and got up clothed, “Who is it?”
“Wu, Wu Jin.”
The concierge hurriedly opened the door and was startled to see Wu Jin lying on the floor with his face covered in blood and bent down to help him.
Wu Jin grabbed his arm, “Quickly, quickly go and report to the Grand, Grand Prince, I, I have something important to tell him.”
The concierge had already been instructed by the steward, so he didn’t care about helping him and ran in to report.
In a few moments, however, the Grand Prince came out in a hurry, and was appalled at the sight of him.
The blood kept pouring out of Wu Jin’s mouth.
“Grand, Grand Hall, Song, Song Yin is, is Chu Yunxiao, still, still please, please protect, protect the Wu family.”