The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

As soon as Wei Guogong thought of the consequences, he limped to Song Jinyu's yard without anyone helping him.

After Mrs. Xiao taught Song Jinyu a lesson, she asked the rough envoy to grab the maid and go to other rooms in the courtyard. When Wei Guogong came, apart from a few maids in Song Jinyu's room who were trembling and pale, there were also others who had heard the news. Song Jinxiu and Song Jinyue were persuaded.

Although on the surface, Madam Xiao was advised not to beat Song Jinyu, but both of them were embellishing what they said, which made Madam Xiao hate the maid who climbed into the master's bed restlessly and dared to get pregnant, and she was also disappointed in the son she protected wholeheartedly. a lot.

In the past, as long as Song Jinyu admitted his mistake, she would not bear to punish him.

This time, no matter what Song Jinyu said, she didn't hesitate at all, and asked Song Jinyu to stay in her yard for the next month to reflect and read. beat and scolded.

It's not over yet.

When Wei Guogong came, he asked the housekeeper to put a bench in the courtyard, and ordered Song Jinyu to be tied to the bench. Regardless of Song Jinyu's begging and panic, he personally took the stick and greeted Song Jinyu on his back.

Since Song Jinyu was born, he was regarded as a fairy boy from the sky, and he has never experienced any hardships, let alone being beaten. Usually, he doesn't like to study, and if he is beaten by his husband, he will let the old lady, Mrs. Xiao, and sisters and sisters go home The maids coaxed him for a long time.

This time, Wei Guogong showed no mercy, and almost killed Song Jinyu with a stick.

Song Jinxiu and Song Jinyue hurriedly knelt down to beg for mercy, but there was no concern on their faces. When people from Prince Rui's mansion waved sticks at them, no one in the mansion stood up to defend them.

And Song Jinyu, who has been making people happy with his mouth like smearing honey since childhood, saying that he wants to protect his sister and sister, was the first to escape from the scene at that moment.

What a selfish, cowardly and dishonest coward!

They could have suffered less, but their father, mother, and old lady abandoned them for Song Jinyu, so how could the two of them not hate each other.

In order to punish the maidservant, Mrs. Xiao took someone to a remote place. When she came back, Song Jinyu's back was covered in blood and he was dying.

"My son..."

Mrs. Xiao's eyes went dark, and she fell down directly.

Several maids hurriedly supported her. They all watched Song Jinyu grow up. Like the maids in Song Jinyu's courtyard, they cared for him sincerely and loved him. Naturally, they couldn't see Song Jinyu being beaten.

Mrs. Xiao threw herself on Song Jinyu, and everyone else knelt down to beg for mercy.

Mrs. Xiao intended to protect Song Jinyu and save her heart and soul, but she couldn't control it well, and directly pressed on Song Jinyu's wound. Song Jinyu, who was so painful that she almost passed out, woke up screaming again.

It doesn't hurt that much when the consciousness is blurred, but after waking up, life is worse than death.

Song Jinyu had never suffered such a crime.

When the pain came, he even screamed that it would be better to kill him, let him die, and it would be over once and for all.

Mrs. Xiao and the maids were terrified, and surrounded Song Jinyu to comfort and care. Duke Wei had already hurt his foot, and after being beaten with more than twenty sticks, he also fell to the ground exhausted.

The old lady finally woke up, but what she heard was that her golden grandson was almost killed and her son was unconscious again.

Needless to say, he was so anxious that he almost couldn't survive.

Mrs. Xiao was alone, and she simply didn't know whether to take care of her son or her husband first, and the old matriarch added to the chaos. No matter how powerful she was in the past, she was at a loss now.

Without someone who can call the shots, the whole mansion would be in chaos.

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