Song Taifu shook his head slowly, and with just one moment, he made Mrs. Yao behind him and Song Zhiyao in front of him instantly look like ashes, this has already been sentenced to death, originally Song Taifu could still hold his father's identity to suppress the Song Painting Temple, but in this way, there is no room for turnaround.

As soon as the Song Painting Temple took the people away, Mrs. Yao immediately cried and stepped forward and said: "Master, you can't let the Song Painting Temple lock up Yao'er like this, Yao'er is your own daughter, she has never suffered like this!" ”

Mrs. Song had a headache, "Isn't Ci'er my daughter?" ”

"But can the Song Painting Temple be compared with Yao'er, don't you also feel sorry for Yao'er, sir? Go and tell the Song Painting Temple, Yao'er, a young lady, how can she suffer like that! ”

Mrs. Yao obviously forgot about whipping Song Qiaoshu in the past.

Mrs. Song said sharply: "Okay, this matter is not negotiable, now that the ancestral hall is the princess, she has to suppress me in terms of identity, how can I refute her?" ”

"Old man......"

Mrs. Yao also wanted to say that she was forcefully suppressed by Mrs. Song, she had served by Mrs. Song's side for many years, and knew that Mrs. Song's mood was extremely irritable at the moment, so she didn't say anything more, so she had to think about it in private.

"It's good to let Yao'er suffer a little this time, restrain her temperament, and it will be better to marry the fifth prince in the future, the royal family is a cannibalistic land, if Yao'er is still so ignorant of current affairs, no one can save her!"

Mrs. Song put down these words and left, and Mrs. Yao was still thinking about the plan while her heart ached.

The place where Song Zhiyao was whipped was in the ancestral hall, and the torturer was brought back from the palace from the Song Painting Temple, and he was whipped down one by one, at first Song Zhiyao could still call a few times, and then the people saw Song Zhiyao insulting the princess with sharp teeth, and he was angry from the heart, and he smoked harder.

When Mrs. Yao came, Song Zhiyao had already fainted in pain.

The subordinate next to her was pouring a bucket of ice water on her head, and the brocade dress that was originally embroidered with bright patterns was now mottled with blood, and it was difficult to see its original appearance.

If the best thing in the world to Song Zhiyao can only be Mrs. Yao, when she saw Song Zhiyao so embarrassed, anger and heartache surged together, and pointed at the whip-wielding subordinate: "Where did you come from, you actually gave such a cruel hand to the eldest lady, aren't you tired of it!" ”

The whip-bearer laughed in his heart, and said: "Madame, I'm afraid I don't know it, the villain was brought back from the palace by the princess, and I only listen to the princess's orders, and I will do whatever the princess wants me to do." Madame, bear with it, I still have ten lashes to finish, and it is not too late for Madame to feel distressed after the beating. ”

Song Zhiyao woke up for a while, saw Mrs. Yao coming, raised a hand tremblingly, tears flowed down and stayed, opened her mouth, and only said in a dumb voice: "Mother, ......"

Mrs. Yao was distressed, she cried inadvertently, held Song Zhiyao's hand, nodded and said, "Mother is here, mother is here, Yao'er, do you still hurt?" ”

This question is nonsense, and Song Zhiyao can only nod weakly.

Mrs. Yao immediately gritted her teeth and said: "I hate the Song Painting Temple, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely ask her to come back little by little." ”

The person's eyes flashed, and he gave the people on the side a look, and the people on the side nodded and left.

The man holding the whip said loudly: "Madame is really magnificent, she calls the princess by her name and does not say it, and she also says that she is disrespectful to the princess!" ”

Mrs. Yao glared at the man fiercely, and the person holding the whip immediately raised his hand and said, "I hope that Mrs. will retreat, otherwise my whip will not be long-eyed, and I will beat the two of them together." ”

Mrs. Yao's eyes were full of hatred, and she slowly retreated, she really couldn't bear to see the scene of Song Zhiyao being whipped.

But in the end, she couldn't stand far away, Song Zhiyao's pain and moaning came intermittently, and finally there was no sound at all, so that Mrs. Yao's tears kept falling, she grabbed the handkerchief, and tossed the Song Painting Temple back and forth in her heart.

Didn't she become a princess in one day, the Song Painting Temple was so arrogant, and in the future, Song Zhiyao entered the mansion of the Five Princes, and saw how she could be presumptuous in the Song Painting Temple!

Five Princes, Five Princes......

Mrs. Yao's heart moved, the Song Painting Temple is now the princess, and she can't be moved, but it doesn't mean that no one can move her.

The fifth prince took pity on Yao'er so much, and when he knew about this, he would definitely take care of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, so that the Song Painting Ancestral Hall would no longer be arrogant.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Yao immediately walked to her courtyard, and put down Song Zhiyao's mournful shouts behind her for the time being.

Mrs. Yao couldn't blatantly contact the five princes, but the five princes also sent a secret line to her in order to curry favor with Song Zhiyao, so it was not so troublesome to pass on the news.

Mrs. Yao knew that the old man would not help Yao'er, so she could only hide this matter from him.

Asked someone to carry the letter, transferred the guards, and went out from the back door of the Song Mansion, Mrs. Yao put down a matter, took the best gold sore medicine in the house, asked someone to invite Lang Zhong, and then went to the ancestral hall.

Song Painting Temple, the whip man asked someone to hand over the letter, Song Painting Temple used a silver needle to try Chang Yun's newly cooked medicine, and called Chang Yun to go over, hearing people say this, I couldn't help sneering: "Heh, I'll just wait, see what she can do to me!" ”

Song Qiaoshu waved away and followed Chang Yun to Song Qiaoshu's room, Song Qiaoshu was uneasy, even if she was lying on the bed, she couldn't fall asleep over and over, watching the candles melt inch by inch, the panic in her heart was slowly amplified, until Chang Yun came in with medicine.

"Changyun, tell me quickly, how is the ancestral hall outside?" Song Qiaoshu hurriedly got up, with an anxious face, and asked Chang Yun.

Chang Yun was sent to cook medicine by the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, and he didn't know what was going on, so he could only shake his head blankly at this moment, Song Qiaoshu's eyes were gloomy, but he suddenly heard the voice of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall.

"If my sister wants to know, why don't you ask me directly!"

Song Qiaoshu looked at the door, until Song Huaci came in, and said with a slow smile: "The ancestral hall is fine, my sister is relieved." ”

Song Huaci also smiled: "What can I worry about, sister, relax, I helped you teach Song Zhiyao a good lesson this time!" ”

"She didn't do anything to you, did she?"

"How, aren't I fine now? I'm a princess now, how dare they touch me! ”

Song Qiaoshu was stunned, but she didn't know what to say, Song Huaci didn't notice her strange appearance, took the medicine bowl from Chang Yun's hand, and said: "Sister drink the medicine, I told Chang Yun to cook it again, I tried the poison, there is no problem, you can drink it with confidence." ”

Song Qiaoshu nodded, took it and said, "The ancestral hall has a heart." ”

Song Huaci smiled and watched her drink the medicine, and asked Chang Yun to serve Song Qiaoshu to rest, and she slowly withdrew.

After a busy night, it was very late at the moment, thinking of today's day, the Song Painting Temple only had infinite sorrow, the internal affairs of the Song Mansion, the concubines were not distinguished, suppressed in private, and then to the grass and people's lives, it was really chilling.

Song Zhiyao's whip had already been beaten, and at this moment, the subordinates put it on the futon in front of the ancestral hall and didn't care about it anymore.

When Mrs. Yao saw it, she immediately called Lang Zhong to go up to treat her, Song Zhiyao was already unconscious, and when she saw people, she said in a daze: "Song Painting Temple, I will tell you not to die well!" ”