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Nannan was slightly shocked as she knew that she could not plead on behalf of Song Qingyu in this kind of situation. Anxious eyes filled with tears, "Miss …"

Song Qingyu clenched his fists tightly. He knew that Shen Xin was here to cause trouble for him, and his father would never help him. This was the Song Manor, and for the sake of power, he was willing to let others decide.

Song Qingyu's gaze was slightly cold, and it was filled with a bone chilling coldness. He looked straight at the Duke of Jing and opened his mouth, "I wonder why the Duke of Jing is punishing me?"

Shen Xin Cheng was displeased with Song Qingyu's sharp gaze. Ye Zichen stared at him uneasily. He had lived for several decades, and very few people would dare to look at him like that.

Shen Xin Cheng snorted, "You don't know your place? Should I not be punished? "

Song Qingyu's lips curled up into a smile, "I do not know my place, but father punished me by sending me back to my room to reflect." As for the 30th board, it was the general's idea, so this humble girl is curious, why are you punishing me? "

Song Qingyu forced him with every word he said.

He wanted an explanation from Song Qingyu. Shen Xin Cheng was so angry that the veins on his face were popping out.

The servants also felt that this made sense. The Jingguo Marquis could not punish someone from the Song Clan for no reason just because he disliked Song Qingyu. He was the young miss of the Song Clan. All the servants were from the Song Residence, and the thought of protecting their master surfaced in their hearts. Whispers unknowingly sounded from the crowd.

Shen Xin Cheng gripped the bench beside him tightly and said in a flustered and exasperated tone, "What a great 'Song Qingyu', you really think that this old man will be intimidated by you. Attack now! This old man wants to teach you a lesson! Reason? This old man shall be the reason. "

Shen Xin Cheng's anger was overflowing. His previous prestige had been toppled, and now he was like a villain. In the blink of an eye, he looked at Song Zhentian, "What, is this old man's words useless?"

Song Zhentian was slightly startled, since it was Shen Xin Cheng who spoke, Song Zhentian did not dare to disobey. He immediately gestured to the attendant beside him. Following which, two of the attendants hesitantly stepped forward and brought the wooden bench over. "Young Miss, sorry for the offense."

Shen Xin Cheng took a deep breath, walked to the seat of honor and sat down. "We'll fight right here. We'll give her a good beating. She'll have a good memory and know her identity."

Song Qingyu was lying on the bench, and his gaze was ice-cold. As the plank came down, it became heavier and heavier. He clenched his hands in pain and did not make a sound.

Shen Xin Cheng, you old fool, you dare to treat me like this today, I'll destroy your entire government. Aren't you looking down on my mother? I want you to kowtow and apologize in front of my mother!

Hearing the sound of the board being slammed down, Mrs Shen was in a good mood. It was as though he couldn't see the scene in front of him as he smiled at Shen Xin Cheng, "Father, it's so late." "What did you come here for?"

Shen Xin Cheng's complexion returned to normal when he heard Shen Jingting's voice. "Today at the banquet, the emperor has decided on the marriage between this woman and King Yu. This old man only came here to assure you. In a few days, I will personally pay my respects to Consort Chen and the Emperor. "

Shen Xincheng's words had a hint of strength behind them.

Madame Shen rejoiced at these words, a little hesitant at the same time. "The emperor has already decided …"

"You don't have to worry about that. I can persuade the emperor to marry this girl and little girl Yan. Chen Fei knew what was more important. Moreover, King Yu's position has gradually stabilized, and the Ninth Prince has nothing to do, so the Emperor won't allow a peasant girl to be his mistress. "

Song Qingyu knew clearly what Shen Xincheng had come for. That was to say that he had communicated with the Shen family and even warned Song Zhentian to treat the mother and daughter with kindness.

But Shen Xin Cheng wanted to punish her.

This gave Song Qingyu a head start on his plan. Song Qingyu smiled coldly, she wanted to make Zuo Linyu completely lose interest in Song Yiyan. Song Yiyan wanted to marry Zuo Ruyu, but Song Qingyu had to agree.

Nannan, who was on the side, was trembling in fear as she counted the number of boards while wiping away the sweat on Song Qingyu's forehead. The blood was already starting to drip out of his wounds.

Only on the 30th board did Nannan let out a sigh of relief.

Shen Xin Cheng looked to the side and noticed that Song Qingyu was still conscious, especially his eyes. He looked at her with a hint of intimidation in his eyes, "Is this the end?"

The attendant immediately replied, "In reply to the general, the 30 boards have been completed."

Shen Xincheng furrowed his brows, wondering if the manservant had been too lenient in his actions. But the sound of a plank hitting a plank was not a lie. If that was the case, then this girl's personality was a little too strong, even covering up Song Yiyan.

In the eyes of the crowd, Song Qingyu was weak. He had been whipped before, but now he had been beaten to a pulp for thirty years. Half his life had been lost. As the servant was being struck, he was also trembling in fear, afraid that he would beat Song Qingyu to death.

Song Zhentian and Song Qingyu were stubborn. They did not acknowledge their mistake and were extremely anxious.

In Song Zhentian's eyes, people only walked on two legs, what good was there for Song Qingyu, the Emperor and King Yu could not explain it. However, due to Shen Xincheng, he scolded, "Lock the Eldest Miss in the Wangqing Courtyard, and lock her up."

After he finished speaking, Nannan immediately helped Song Qing and Yu Qing up. Song Qingyu did not have the strength to lean on Nannan as sweat was dripping down her hair.

When he woke up again, he had already returned to Wen Qingyuan. Song Qingyu's eyes trembled as he opened them. The pain from her body had almost pressured her to the point that she couldn't breathe. Song Qingyu could not tell the time from the lamp on the table.

At this moment, she was lying on the bed as she cried. Tears welled up in her eyes as she carefully applied medicine on Song Qingyu. Even Song Qing and Yu woke up, Nannan did not know.

When the magpie brought the medicine over, he couldn't help but suck in a breath when he saw Song Qingyu being beaten up. The clothes and the wound were almost sticking together. Only after changing into a few layers of bloody cloth did he feel better.

"Ah Nannan, all of the maidservants outside have been moved away by the First Madam. Even the things in the Young Miss' storeroom have all been moved away." Originally, when they had a cup of bird's nest, the kitchen people had actually said, "Miss's nest is gone."

Hearing that, Nannan was shocked, wiping her tears, her eyes wide open as she indignantly said: "What!?" Those are the little miss's things, how dare they touch it? I'll go and discuss this with them. "

Magpie immediately stopped her. "It was the eldest wife's idea. I just asked around and was chased back." Now that the young miss has been grounded, the first wife is very imposing. "

The magpie was originally someone close to the madame, so his words didn't have any effect. Now, Nannan knows that the First Wife is forcing them onto a dead end. But there was no other way.

"No, I must find the old master and explain everything to him. Miss is the future Imperial Concubine Yu, master will definitely take care of it. "

As Nannan spoke, even the magpie could not stop her.

Song Qing sighed, "Stop, you are not allowed to go."

The two of them were shocked and only now did they realize that Song Qingyu had awoken. Nannan immediately returned and nervously asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

Song Qing Yu shook his head, "I'm fine, there's no need to busy yourself with this. You can go and rest early. I have my own ways of dealing with this. "