The news that Master Zhang had entered Shuntian Prefecture was like throwing a stone into the sea, without even a splash.
Because no one cared about this anymore, Xu Ying was dead. This news was like a spring thunder, shocking many people.
Song Zhibin has been distracted since he received the news.
It has been more than a month since the incident at Guangping Marquis's Mansion, and the situation outside has always been favorable to the Song family. But in his heart, there is always an indelible shadow - yes, the Xu family has learned a lesson, but there is still a sword hanging over his head, and he doesn't know when it will fall.
He rubbed his dry eyes, then nodded to the girl as if waking up from a dream: "Got it."
The girl was in no hurry to retreat. She bowed to him and said respectfully, "The old master and the prince asked you to come over. They said they have something to discuss with you."
It's finally here.
The big stone in Song Zhibin's heart fell down again, but strangely, he didn't feel too panicked. He just felt relieved that the problem was finally solved. He nodded, changed his clothes and went to the old man's yard.
Outside the yard, Uncle Jiang and several guards were guarding. He was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly helped Uncle Jiang up. After hesitating for a while, he softly asked Uncle Jiang, "Is your injury better?"
Uncle Jiang laughed and said cheerfully, "It's nothing, it's fine now, you don't have to worry."
Song Zhibin wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end he said nothing. He nodded, lifted the curtain and walked in.
Song Che sat at the top, his eyes fell on him who had just come in, paused, then moved away and said in a deep voice: "Everyone is here."
Song Zhibin then noticed that Song Xiangyu and the Crown Prince's wife were sitting on the chairs on the left, and Song Heng and Song Zhiyuan were sitting on the chairs on the right.
His face turned pale, and he hung his head and was unable to move.
Since returning from Baihe Temple, he has visited Song Zhiyuan several times, but each time he just stood outside the window.
When those greedy thoughts faded away, he finally understood what he had done, and he found it increasingly difficult to face it.
"Brother!" Song Zhiyuan stood up and called him, then said to him, "Sit here!"
Only then did Song Zhibin see that the first chair was empty.
He felt even more sad for a moment, pursed his lips, and choked up and shouted: "Eleven!"
Song Zhiyuan was still a little weak. After standing for a while, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough a few times. A layer of cold sweat soon broke out on his forehead.
Although his poison was cured and he had been recuperating for more than a month, he still had not fully recovered.
Judge Sun and Doctor Hu both said that the patient had been delayed for too long and that they were lucky to be able to save his life. They could only take good care of themselves in the future and could no longer be treated like normal people.
After hearing the news, Song Zhibin felt even more sad.
Now seeing Song Zhiyuan gasping for breath after a few coughs, he felt sad and ashamed, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
The Crown Prince's wife's eyes were red, and she lowered her head and sobbed quietly.
Song Xiangyu looked at them solemnly without saying a word.
Song Che's eyes swept over them one by one and finally fell on Song Heng. Seeing Song Heng's expressionless face, he sighed in his heart and asked them to sit down.
"Xu Ying is dead." Song Che said this, and seeing that no one reacted, he knocked on the table, causing everyone sitting in the room to look at him. He pointed out Song Xiangyu's name and said, "It's time to sort out family matters."
The Crown Prince's wife subconsciously clenched her hands, looked at her two sons anxiously, then looked at Song Heng, and finally looked at Song Xiangyu. She suddenly shouted "Father" loudly.
When Song Che looked at her, she took a breath, mustered up her courage, stood up and knelt on the ground.
As soon as she knelt, Song Zhibin, Song Zhiyuan and even Song Heng also stood up and knelt on the ground.
The Crown Prince's wife kowtowed to Song Che respectfully and said calmly, "Father, I have thought about this for a long time. This is all my fault... It is because I am not upright and always say provocative words to Bin'er, which led to Bin'er making mistakes one after another and almost causing the tragedy of brothers killing each other."
She knelt on the ground with some difficulty, her shoulders trembling, and then continued: "I was wrong, please punish me..."
Song Zhiyuan hurriedly pleaded for his mother.
He called out to his grandfather, then quickly crawled on his knees and lay on the ground, looking at him earnestly: "Grandfather, it's my fault, and it's not my fault either. If I hadn't learned well, I wouldn't have been able to get away from him. And brother, he didn't actually want to harm me at first, he definitely didn't know it was poison..."
Because he had just recovered from a serious illness, Song Zhiyuan was extremely weak and almost fainted due to the excitement. Fortunately, Song Heng next to him was quick to support him.
Song Zhiyuan knelt down again, looked at Song Heng with gratitude, coughed violently a few times, and said with all his strength: "It's my fault for not learning well. I will change in the future, I will definitely change!"
After lying in bed for so long, Song Zhiyuan has experienced far more things than he has experienced since he was a child.
He didn't expect that his poisoning was deliberately planned by Song Zhibin and Xu Ying to deal with Song Heng, and he didn't expect that the Xu family was so deliberate in wanting him to die.
He saw with his own eyes how his father and mother quarreled, and heard it clearly.
If he died, this family would probably be almost finished.
But it was Song Heng, whom he had always hated, who silently tried his best to help him detoxify and resolve the crisis.
After going through the gates of hell, Song Zhiyuan figured out everything he needed to figure out. He just wanted this matter to be over quickly. He didn't want Song Xiangyu to really lose his position as the crown prince or for anything to happen to his mother.
Song Che laughed with an ambiguous tone: "I figured it out."
He had accumulated a lot of prestige, and this laugh made Song Zhibin tremble. He immediately said, "No! It's my fault! Grandfather, I am worse than an animal..."
He couldn't continue, so he pursed his lips and said painfully: "Please punish me. I am willing to do it. No matter how you punish me, I will not hesitate."
Song Che hummed, then suddenly said, "Okay."
As he spoke, he looked at Song Zhibin and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to talk about your fault anymore. It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. If you know it, you can finally move on well in the future. If you don't know it, it doesn't matter, because you are hurting yourself."
Song Zhibin clenched his fists.
The Crown Prince's wife felt something was wrong and stood up quickly: "Father, we really know we were wrong, and we will never do it again..."
But Song Che had already stretched out his hand, signaling her not to say anything more. The Crown Prince's wife immediately fell silent and looked at Song Xiangyu pleadingly.