After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 74 You don’t deserve it

Song Jiuxi raised her eyes and met Song Ruoyu's angry gaze. She sneered and said, "Then you pray that Song Wanwan won't be caught by me, otherwise I will send her directly to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."

Song Ruoyu's face was livid. This face looked slightly like Song Jiuxi's, but it revealed a familiar disgust.

If she hadn't known that Song Ruoyu died outside the prince's mansion to save her in her previous life, Song Jiuxi would not have believed that Song Ruoyu had any feelings for her.

Song Ruoyu said: "Sister, my grandmother just died, are you going to make a fuss about her death and then go and persecute the sisters in the house? If you do this, how will your grandmother feel at ease underground?"

Song Jiuxi sneered, and a surge of anger arose in his heart. "If we don't find out who is the person who harmed my grandmother, will my grandmother be uneasy?"

"I told you, it is impossible for the second sister to harm my grandmother. The second sister is the most filial person..."

Song Jiuxi clenched her fists. For Song Ruoyu, she just wanted to beat him up.

Song Ruoyu now looks more and more like Song Wenzhi, talking and doing things, and even looking like him.

When her mother left, she asked her to take good care of her younger brother, but Song Jiuxi was only eight years old at that time, and she couldn't even protect herself, let alone Song Ruoyu.

Although Song Ruoyu was recorded in Qiu Ting's name, Song Ruoyu was actually raised by her grandmother. Her grandmother was not good to them, but she had nothing to say to Song Ruoyu.

So Song Jiuxi looked at this and said that she would guard these three days of spirits. Song Jiuxi would also investigate her death.

But Song Ruoyu was taught by them to be particularly close to Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan, while he became more and more distant from Song Jiuxi, and in the end they became enemies.

Song Jiuxi was frustrated with Song Ruoyu in her previous life, so she never cared about him, but in this life, Song Jiuxi had no choice but to ignore him.

Song Jiuxi has only one way to deal with his disobedient brother, and that is to beat him until he becomes obedient.

After two days of vigil, Song Jiuxi didn't say a word to Song Ruoyu.

Song Wanwan woke up once, ran over and knelt down again, but fainted again after a while. Song Wenzhi asked her to have a good rest in the room and not to hurt her body.

And Song Yike got his wish and fainted in front of everyone and was sent back to the room. During the entire three days, only Song Jiuxi and Song Ruoyu remained kneeling. The others either fainted or were caught up in something.

The three-day vigil was over, and her grandmother's coffin had to be sent to her old house in Yongzhou for burial. Song Ruoyu had to return to Hanshan Academy as soon as possible and could not leave the capital, so Song Wenzhi had to send the coffin back.

As soon as Song Wenzhi left, Song Jiuxi took Song Ruoyu, who was about to return to the academy, by his collar and lifted him to his mother's memorial tablet.

Song Ruoyu said impatiently: "Sister, what are you doing? I have to go back to the academy. You don't know how tight my homework is. The teacher has assigned me a lot of tasks..."

"Song Ruoyu, didn't your academy master teach you what intimacy and distance are?"

Song Jiuxi kicked Song Ruoyu in the bend of his knee, forcing him to kneel down.

Song Ruoyu wailed, covering his leg and hissing in pain.

Song Ruoyu struggled to get up, but was kicked to the ground by Song Jiuxi.

Song Ruoyu glared at Song Jiuxi aggrievedly and angrily: "Song Jiuxi, you madman, why did you hit me?!" Song Jiuxi said sternly: "I am your sister, your biological sister."

Song Jiuxi raised her lips, looked at him coldly and said, "Have you ever heard that elder sister is like mother?"

Song Ruoyu gritted his teeth and did not dare to meet Song Jiuxi's eyes for a moment. He shrank his neck, suddenly turned his head, and asked for help from Aunt Qing next to him: "Aunt Qing, please help me quickly, Song Jiuxi is crazy.

Already."

Aunt Qing said: "Master, what you did is right."

Song Ruoyu gritted his teeth and glared at Song Jiuxi angrily.

Song Jiuxi asked: "Let me ask you who is your biological mother?"

Song Ruoyu pouted, glanced at the memorial tablet above, and then quickly moved away.

Song Jiuxi asked again, and Song Ruoyu said loudly: "Whoever raises me, I will recognize."

Song Jiuxi's face suddenly darkened, and even Aunt Qing, who couldn't bear it, also changed her face.

Song Ruoyu looked at their faces and couldn't help but said: "Why do you care so much? Living people are not more important than dead people? Qiu Ting raised me and made me live a good life. I regard her as my mother.

Only in this way can I live a good life in the Song Mansion. Sister, why don’t you understand this? What benefits can you get if you have to go against them..."

Song Jiuxi looked at him in shock. After Song Ruoyu said this, he felt that he was right even more. "You see, my life in the house is much better than yours, right? Why are you not smart at all?"

"Shut up!" Song Jiuxi felt so angry that she couldn't breathe for the first time. Her brother had been brought up to behave like this.

Selfish, pursuing advantages and avoiding disadvantages, having no backbone, ignoring right and wrong... Is this the son of General Hongying, who is not inferior to men?

That proud man who could even chop down the enemy's scimitar, left behind such a spineless son?

My mother would be so sad if she saw it in heaven.

Song Jiuxi's eyes turned red and she said to Aunt Qing: "Aunt Qing, go get the whip."

Aunt Qing hesitated for a moment, but turned around and went out.

Song Ruoyu immediately got up and ran out. Song Jiuxi ducked in front of him and slapped him to the ground.

When Aunt Qing came with the whip, Song Jiuxi held it and said, "Song Ruoyu, remember, you are the son of General Hongying, not Qiu Ting's son."

Song Jiuxi swung the whip on his back. Song Ruoyu's body jumped up in pain, and then fell to the ground again.

Aunt Qing felt so distressed that her eyes were red.

"Ah! Song Jiuxi, why did you hit me?" Song Ruoyu cried. He lay on the ground, tears and snot flowing out together.

"Why do you hit me? You don't deserve to be my sister, and I don't recognize you as my sister. I hate you!"

Song Jiuxi's expression did not move as he listened to these words, only the hand holding the whip clenched until it turned white.

Song Jiuxi whipped her whip again and said, "Song Ruoyu, if you don't cry, I can still respect you more."

After hearing Song Jiuxi's words, Song Ruoyu swallowed the pained cry. He lay on the ground with red eyes and cried silently.

Song Jiuxi knelt down and said, "Do you know who is your mother and who is your sister?"

Song Ruoyu pursed her lips, her expression stubborn, and her eyes showed grievance and sadness.

When Song Jiuxi saw that he was silent, the next whip was about to come down. Aunt Qing hurriedly said: "Miss, the young master has never practiced martial arts, so he probably won't be able to withstand three whips."

Song Ruoyu said in a hoarse voice: "Just let her beat me to death. Anyway, I don't have such a cruel sister."

Song Jiuxi snorted coldly, her eyebrows turning red with anger.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly came outside the door. Song Wanwan and Qiu Ting pushed the door open and rushed in.

When Song Wanwan saw Song Ruoyu lying on the ground with blood dripping from his back, he immediately rushed to Song Ruoyu's side with red eyes.

"Second sister Ruoyu is late, does it hurt? Second sister is so distressed looking at her." Song Wanwan raised her head angrily, "Song Jiuxi, you are so cruel, how could you do it?

How can you say that Ruoyu is also your biological brother?"

(End of chapter)