Wei Jinxian didn't take it seriously, looked down at Song Tianwen, and said: "The emperor entrusted Song Houye to the care of the duke, and the duke will naturally arrange the Marquis of Wu'an properly. Song Houye has no heirs, and it is also the same for the nephew to inherit the throne." As a matter of course, if Lord Song Hou is alive in the sky, he will definitely be very satisfied with the arrangement of the Governor... "
Satisfied ass, Song Tianwen hated these two nephews the most during his lifetime. He wanted to do everything possible to prevent these two nephews from inheriting the throne, so Wei Jinxian decided to go against his will and pass on the throne to Song Qingyan Brother, it is clear that he wants him to die without peace. If Song Tianwen really has a spirit in the sky, he will definitely jump up angrily and fight Wei Jinxian desperately...
Murong Xue was slandering in her heart, and she gave Wei Jinxian a sneaky look, only to see him lowering his eyelids slightly, looking at Song Tianwen with a half-smile, the corners of his mouth curved into a very shallow arc, which was indescribably eerie and weird, as if he was mocking , provoking the people on the ground...
ridicule? provocative? Song Tianwen is dead, what else can he provoke? Wait, Wei Jinxian's gaze doesn't look like he is looking at a dead person, but on the contrary, he seems to be looking at a living person, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth is clearly the expression he would show to a living person...
Murong Xue's eyes froze, and she quietly probed Song Tianwen's wrist. Her skin was cold and her pulse was gone. She was a person who could not die any more. The provocation in Wei Jinxian's eyes had disappeared without a trace, but there was a faint light in his pupils. There was a little imperceptible sarcasm, as if he was laughing at him, to the point where he couldn't answer every day, and the ground was ineffective...
"Miss Murong, it's getting late, let me enter the palace with the governor." Wei Jinxian raised his eyes to look at Murong Xue, with a glint of light in his dark pupils, as if he was doing business.
Murong Xue smiled slightly, looked at him lightly and said: "Duke Wei was joking, Lord Song Hou is living well, what palace should I enter with you..."
Qingling's voice resounded throughout the mourning hall, and all the guests looked at each other, and looked at each other: Murong Xue actually said that Song Tianwen was doing well? Did they hear correctly
A flash of something flashed in Wei Jinxian's eyes, and it disappeared in an instant. He said sinisterly, "Miss Murong was joking, Lord Song Hou is cold all over and has no breath. How could he be alive..."
"That's because he entered a state of suspended animation..." Murong Xue's eyes were cold.
"Is there a difference between real death and fake death? Miss Murong, don't be kidding me. I know that it is not a trivial matter for Lord Song to die of anger. Miss Murong is young and has never experienced such a thing. She is afraid in her heart. However, Miss Murong don't need to worry, you didn't mean to be angry with Lord Song Hou, I will also intercede for Miss Murong in front of the emperor, the emperor should not severely punish Miss Murong..." Wei Jinxian raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Xue, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of lightness ridicule.
Murong Xue didn't take it seriously, and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Governor Wei, for your kindness, but I don't need it!" Su Bai's little hand reached into her sleeve, squeezed out a silver needle, quickly stuck it on Song Tianwen's chest, and twisted it quickly.
Song Tianwen's complexion gradually returned to ruddy, his cold body warmed up silently, coughed a few times, and slowly opened his eyes...
The entire mourning hall was deadly silent. The guests stared at Song Tianwen with wide eyes. He slowly sat up and looked at Murong Xue gratefully: "Thank you Miss Murong for saving my life!"
A hoarse voice came to their ears, and everyone woke up like a dream. Song Tianwen was not dead, really not dead! Murong Xue is really amazing. Not only did she see that Song Tianwen was not dead, but she even brought him back to life...
Everyone's admiring eyes fell on Murong Xue one after another!
Murong Xue turned a blind eye, looked at Song Tian indifferently and asked: "Master Song, you are welcome, Master Hou should be more careful in the future, don't fake your death anymore, otherwise, you will be regarded as a dead person and nailed into the coffin …”
Song Tianwen blushed and sighed heavily: "Song is ashamed!"
"Father...you're not dead!" Song Qingyan stared at Song Tianwen with wide eyes, with shock and disbelief shining in her eyes.
Song Tianwen hummed angrily together, supported the pillar next to him, and stood up slowly: This daughter, seeing that he is out of breath, all she can do is cry and cry, she is such a useless idiot, he has nothing to say to her! What he wants to see most now is only one person!
Song Tianwen stood up straight and raised his head to look at Wei Jinxian little by little: "Duke Wei, this Marquis is not dead, I let you down!"
After he saw the overturned coffin, he entered into a state of suspended animation, no breathing, no heartbeat, no shouting, no movement, but he had a clear consciousness, Qingyan's crying, Murong Xue's rebuttal, Wei Jinxian's arrangements, he I heard everything clearly.
If Murong Xue didn't find out that he was a fake death and rescued him, then he would be regarded as a dead person and put into a coffin. He was sober, but he couldn't say a word, couldn't shout a word, and could only watch helplessly. I was nailed to the coffin lid, buried in the ground, waiting to be bitten by insects and ants, the overwhelming despair, the overwhelming fear, just thinking about it makes people shudder!
Wei Jinxian is really ruthless and has a vicious mind!
"Mr. Song is just joking. The life and death of Mr. Marquis has nothing to do with this Dugong!" Wei Jinxian said with a slight smile, and the stormy eyes were condensed in his downcast eyes.
The hidden guards of the East Factory hid in the mourning hall, and quietly touched several dead spots of Song Tianwen, and then let him enter a state of suspended animation. This state is no different from a real dead person. Unexpectedly, Murong Xue saw the flaw , saved Song Tianwen, and ruined his plan, it's really abhorrent!
"Really? The emperor asked Wei Dugong to protect the safety of this Marquis, but Wei Dugong didn't find out that Ben Hou was caused to fake his death. Wei Dugong has neglected his duty. It seems that Ben Hou needs to go to the palace. Report this matter to the emperor in detail..." Song Tianwen paused every word, his eyes flashed with sarcasm and provocation.
Wei Jinxian's face was livid, the emperor had already become suspicious of him, if Song Tianwen sued the emperor again, the emperor would definitely reprimand him severely, and he would even distrust him even more...
Song Tianwen turned a blind eye, glanced at a famous guest with his sharp eyes, and said proudly: "You are all relatives and friends of the Marquis of Wu'an, Tianwen is here, please be a witness, this Marquis has no heirs, according to the law of Qingyan, nephew Qingyan should inherit the Marquis position, but he is not stable enough to support the entire Marquis of Wu'an Mansion. For the prosperity of the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion from generation to generation, this Marquis will arrange the next successor of the Marquis as soon as possible... "
Wei Jinxian's expression was gloomy. He just jokingly let Song Qingyan's brother inherit the throne. Song Tianwen announced that he would choose another heir after he woke up. He was refuting his arrangement...