Song Tianwen's eyes were tightly closed, his whole body was dirty, his gorgeous brocade robe was stained with large swathes of dark brown blood, his high-twist hair was completely loose and disheveled, his forehead was also smashed with a long and big gash, The bright red blood dyed the mask on his face red and white. I don't know if it is dead or alive...
The little boy in his arms also drooped his head, covered in blood. A guard carefully opened Song Tianwen's arm, hugged the little boy, carefully tested the little boy's breathing and neck, and shook his head gently. : "I'm out of breath..."
"Son... son..." the little boy's parents snatched the little boy's body, hugged him tightly, and cried out sadly...
The clansmen looked at each other, secretly rejoicing in their hearts: Fortunately, their child was not selected as the heir, otherwise, it would be their child who turned into a corpse...
"Master Hou is still saved, hurry up and call for a doctor!" The housekeeper tried Song Tianwen's breath carefully, and ordered loudly.
"Yes, yes, I will invite you immediately..." A servant replied in a deep voice, and ran away in a hurry...
The housekeeper instructed the servants to carefully place Song Tianwen on the blanket...
"Let me see brother's injury!" Song Qian said loudly, striding forward, squatting beside Song Tianwen, looking down at him, with a barely visible coldness curled up at the corner of his mouth.
After returning home yesterday, he planned to invite his mother to come forward and persuade Song Tianwen to pass the Marquis position to his son, but who would have thought that Song Tianwen would take the lead and send out the news and invitations for choosing a step-child...
Song Tian asked if he was guarding against him, so he was going to act first! But the position of Marquis Wu'an was bought by the elders of his direct line in exchange for his life, how could it be cheaper for others
Song Tianwen was selfish, for his own sake, disregarding the wishes of his ancestors, disregarding blood inheritance, disregarding brotherhood, why should he be polite to Song Tianwen again
So, he quietly tampered with the high platform in front of the ancestral hall. When Song Tianwen walked up to the high platform with the chosen heir in his arms, he collapsed the high platform and threw Song Tianwen into the rubble pile...
The successor chosen by Song Tianwen has already been crushed to death. As long as Song Tianwen dies again, the position of Marquis of Wu'an will naturally fall to him, the direct younger brother of Marquis of Wu'an...
Song Tian asked, don't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame yourself, who made you so selfish that you don't even want your brother or nephew? You were stoned to death, and you deserved it...
Song Qian slowly stretched out his hand, and gently pinched the back of Song Tianwen's neck. As long as he pinched this bone, Song Tianwen would definitely die...
Song Qian's eyes turned cold, and he wanted to use his strength, but he saw Song Tianwen suddenly opened his eyes, the thick murderous intent shot out from the dark pupils, Song Qian was startled, his eyes widened suddenly, he was awake ? How did you wake up? Isn't he seriously injured...
Song Tianwen suddenly stretched out his hands, gripping Song Qian's neck firmly, the knuckles of his fingers turned white, and the veins on the back of his hands protruded...
Song Qian's handsome face instantly turned dark purple, his chest was extremely oppressive, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't breathe in a single breath, his eyes were slightly congested, like a fish dying...
The maids, nurses, servants, and guards all stared wide-eyed in shock. They looked at Song Qian, who was strangled by the neck and on the verge of death, and then at Song Tianwen, who was choking people crazily and full of fierce eyes. He couldn't recover for a long time: what's going on
Mrs. Song was the first to wake up, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Come here, pull them away quickly..."
"Yes, yes, yes!" The servants woke up like a dream, rushing forward, someone grabbed Song Tianwen's fingers, and broke them one by one, someone pulled Song Qian's arm, and pulled it back hard. The power of nine bulls and two tigers finally separated the two brothers completely...
Fresh air poured into his lungs, Song Qian coughed heavily, and took a deep breath, his heart filled with joy for the rest of his life...
Mrs. Song stared at Song Tianwen, her eyes filled with anger: "Tianwen, Qian'er is your own younger brother, you are so confused, you actually want to strangle him..."
"Murderer... murderer... he is the murderer who murdered Benhou..." Song Tianwen said vaguely, staring at Song Qian so angry that he was about to spit fire...
Mrs. Song was startled: "You mean, the high platform didn't collapse naturally, but Qian'er deliberately collapsed it?"
"Yeah!" Song Tianwen nodded heavily, slowly raised his hand, pointed at Song Qian bitterly and said, "He wants to smash me to death...to occupy the position of Marquis Wu'an..."
It's embarrassing for the biological brother of the same mother to fight for the position of Marquis, but Song Qian has already plotted against him in such a despicable and shameless way, and wants to put him to death, why should he care about those false reputations
Telling the matter in public and letting the world know Song Qian's insidiousness and viciousness is the best way for him...
As soon as these words came out, the silent crowd exploded in an instant. Song Qian, the Marquis of Wu'an, coveted the position of Song Tianwen, Marquis of Wu'an, and set up a scheme to murder his brother? real or fake
Mrs. Song also opened her eyes wide in surprise: "This... how is this possible..." Qian'er has been sensible since she was a child, and for more than 30 years, she has never expressed her intention to be Marquis of Wu'an...
"It was impossible before, but since I was seriously injured, he has this kind of ambition..." Song Tianwen said each word, and looked at Song Qian coldly: He took every precaution, but he didn't expect to let Song Qian Drilling Confucius, collapsing the high platform, and smashing him to death below, Song Qian is smart...
"Brother, don't wrong me, the collapse of the high platform has nothing to do with me..." Song Qian defended loudly, with a strong anger and unwillingness in his eyes: so many big rocks can't kill him, Song Tianwen is really Fate...
"Whether it really has nothing to do with you or not, we will find out after a careful investigation." Song Tianwen looked at him coldly, and paused every word: "Now you are the suspect who collapsed the high platform, and you should be locked up according to the law of Qingyan. Go to jail..."
Song Qian's eyes froze, what Song Tianwen meant was to sue him in court!
The fight between him and Song Tianwen was originally a family matter, and it can be turned into a minor matter. If it goes to court, it will be known to everyone, and he will be completely notorious: "Brother, you really want to be so heartless..."
"It's you who are unfeeling, not this Marquis." Song Tianwen interrupted him sharply, and a cold light flashed in his dark eyes: After he took over the position of Marquis of Wu'an, he took great care of Song Qian and never neglected him. Just because he refused to pass the Marquis position to his two useless sons, Song Qian was going to take his life, it was really ungrateful, their brothers came to this point, Song Qian asked for it...
"Come here, write a pleading paper for this Marquis and send it to Shuntian Mansion. The suspect Song Qian will also be escorted there!"