The maids shrank their necks sympathetically, not daring to look at the young man's beating again.

Although Jiang Meici is not well received in the mansion because of her identity, she is very popular with the maids with this ungodly face.

But that's just a good feeling, under Jiang Meici's sensitive identity, there is still no maid who dares to risk death to express any affection or love for him.

After all, if someone takes it out to talk about such a thing as a proton to an enemy country, it is tantamount to treason.

At this time, the subordinate came out of the ancestral hall and presented the cane in the golden flower box to Song Xingyi.

The latter took the cane and kicked it at Jiang Meici's shoulder.

Jiang Mei snorted and fell to the ground on the side, her face a little paler than before.

"This is asking you, is what Shu'er said true?" Song Xingyi couldn't hide his anger and asked sharply.

Jiang Meici swallowed the taste of blood in her mouth, remained silent, and looked up at the initiator not far away.

Song Jingshu clenched her hands into fists, her face was full of a smug smile that had succeeded in her scheme, and she made a grimace extremely much, admiring his embarrassment.

It's just a beating, how can she be seriously injured in the divine realm?

When she was in the god realm as a little demon, the female monarchs of the god realm would boil a pot of hot demon refining wine every day to force her to swallow because she hated her for becoming a god, and during that time she rolled on the couch in pain all day long, begging the god king to come back and save her.

But after waiting for year after year, the shadow of the god king never appeared.

It wasn't until the last God King and Bai Yueguang appeared in front of her with poison that she realized how ridiculous she was.

The two were not far apart, so that Jiang Mici could clearly see the resentment in Song Jingshu's eyes.

But why do you resent him?

The fight between him and Song Jingshu is nothing more than some trivial things, and it can't rise to the level of resentment at all.

As Jiang Mi thought about it, the one-meter-long cane had fallen on him as if it had been ruthless, and every blow was carried with absolute force, so he almost couldn't stand up, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it silently.

There were short thorns visible on the cane, which pierced into his flesh and quickly pulled apart, and the bright red blood beads instantly soaked his clothes.

The already weak body is even more sickly, and the weakness is like a remnant cloud, which may disperse at any time.

Song Jingshu not only did not have half pity, but was angry and hoped to beat him to death directly.

But in the next second, a law warning that only she could hear suddenly sounded: "The goddess's mission this time: 1. Kill the male protagonist and end the plot early; 2. Attack the male protagonist and live a perfect plot life without shame and impatience." ”

Song Jingshu resisted the urge to scold her mother, a life without shame and impatience? Phew!

Who would have thought that the law that is revered by the world would be a lewd person who can say such things behind his back?

She scolded in a low voice, and then thought of Jiang Mici's current situation, and her expression instantly became refreshed.

Don't ask, just because she's about to finish the task ahead of schedule!!

According to her father's current way of playing, within a quarter of an hour, this foolish god king will definitely die!

Song Jingshu was sighing at the ease of the task, and the law once again said without emotion, "Warning, if the male protagonist dies at the hands of others, the painting book will collapse instantly, and as a punishment, the goddess will be sent to hell to enjoy the service of the seventy-seven forty-nine demons." ”

The 7749 Great Evil Ghosts are the most cruel punishment in the divine realm, and all the gods who are thrown into it will be robbed of their divine power, bitten and mutilated by the evil ghosts, and no god has ever come out of it alive so far.

If she is thrown in, I am afraid that she will not survive for a day!

Song Jingshu swallowed her saliva, and when she thought of the scene where she was brutally killed, she trembled.

She immediately grabbed Song Xingyi's hand before his cane fell, "Dad, don't ...... Don't fight, how can you explain to the emperor if you break it, my daughter doesn't want to drag down the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

Proton died in Xiangfu, and Xiangfu will be more or less implicated.

Song Xingyi can sit in the position of prime minister step by step, his scheming and rationality must be worse than ordinary people, and he will not do things that are big because of small things!

Who knew that Song Xingyi suddenly shed two tears, "Shu'er, you have grown up, and you know that you feel sorry for your father and your husband, and your father is very pleased." ”

Song Jingshu's head was as straight as a chicken pecking rice.

Her method is really effective, and Song Xingyi deserves to be a quick-witted prime minister.

But in the next second-

"You're so sensible, how can Dad not help you get angry? Don't be afraid, if something happens, your father will bear it, and the prime minister will bear it! I will never let you be wronged in vain! ”

Song Jingshu: "???? ”

You helped me get angry, and it was for nothing that I was wronged!!

"Dad, I met a famous immortal a few days ago, and it was he who solved the gap between our father and daughter for me, and he also said that I can't see blood during this time, otherwise the relationship will be worse. So for the sake of our father and daughter, you will spare his life! Song Jingshu lied without blinking, blushing and pulling the calf without a beat.

not only explained why she was abnormal, but also left Jiang Mei to resign, killing two birds with one stone.

When Song Xingyi heard this reason, he immediately hesitated, "Didn't you still enjoy dancing and drinking in the Qinglou a few days ago?" Where did you get the time to meet Daisen? Shu'er, there are a lot of shangers outside, don't be deceived. ”

Song Jingshu gritted her teeth, girl, quite smart.

"Dad, don't you believe me?" She played the upper body of the essence, and directly broke the jar, "If you believe me, give me the person, let me take it back to Liuxiang Pavilion, and let me vent my anger." If you don't believe me, then we will return to the bridge and the road to the road in the future! I'll pack up my things and leave the Prime Minister's Mansion later! ”

Song Jingshu in the script is very willful, but no matter what happens, Song Xingyi will silently clean up the mess and spoil her in the bones.

So she doesn't have to worry about going overboard.

Song Xingyi had no choice but to hold his forehead, and said in a doting voice, "Okay, okay, it's all up to you." ”

"Who made you my palm?"

Jiang Mici, who was weak and fell to the ground, only heard the sentence and brought it back to Liuxiang Pavilion, and then her body went weak and fell into a state of coma.

Before his consciousness dissipated, his lips squirmed, and his mind was full of big words that Miss Second was wrong.

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Liuxiang Pavilion.

"County Lord!"

Song Jingshu had just walked into the pavilion with her front feet, and the next second she was stopped by a girl wearing a green maid shirt.

The girl looked her up and down several times, and cried and said, "The slave maid just heard that you were almost set on fire by Jiang Mici, and you escaped desperately, and you broke your arm, but the slave maid was scared to death." ”

Broken arm? Desperate to escape?

Song Jingshu was speechless, this kind of drama of spreading false rumors and adding fuel and vinegar is the same as the way that the old fairies in the god realm love to play.

The group of old fairies loved to carry a small bench and sit outside the Chaotian Gate, knocking sunflower seeds in their hands, and gossiping from all walks of life.

In their mouths, life can be said to be death, small things can be said to be unbelievable and earth-shattering, in short, how outrageous and how to come.