Chapter 269 Disrespect to the son, kill without mercy!

Knowing that Song Nuoyan didn't like Chu Shuolan, Song Yihuan lightly touched the golden hairpin on his head, and said softly, "His health is not good, let's talk about returning home when the time comes."

"Humph!"

Another cold snort.

"You are obsessed with ghosts. There are so many good men in Youzhou City, and there are many good men in my father's students. Why did you just fall in love with that sick man? This is simply making yourself uncomfortable!

On the day of the wedding, he never came to pick up the bride in person, and the groom didn't show up at the hall, and he probably wouldn't show up when he returned home. What's so good about such a useless man? ! "

The more he talked, the more angry Song Nuoyan really wanted to rush into Li's residence, grab Chu Shuolan by the collar, and beat him up.

Zheng Qingshan and Wei Ning, who were on the side, looked at the scene downstairs after hearing the conversation between the two brothers and sisters.

They all knew that Song Yihuan had joined Li's Mansion, and they also knew how grand the wedding was yesterday. They heard that the prefect and chief soldier of Youzhou City had visited in person.

In their view, the Song family will be sheltered by the Li family in the future.

But judging from the dissatisfaction of the young master's family, it seems that this marriage is not a prostitution.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Song Yihuan's lips. Even though what Song Nuoyan said was a slight and a shame to any woman, she didn't care at all.

Because she knew that Chu Shuolan had different identities, in her eyes, this marriage with Chu Shuolan was simply a matter of mutual benefit and no real affection in it.

"It's okay, I don't care, brother, don't worry about me, don't worry, I won't suffer."

Song Nuoyan was not appeased at all, and his face became more and more gloomy: "This is not a disadvantage! Do you have to wait for him to die, and being a widow at a young age is a disadvantage!"

"presumptuous!"

A roar sounded.

Immediately afterwards, an afterimage flew over quickly.

Song Nuoyan's eyes blurred, and when something cold was close to his neck, he got goosebumps all over his body.

Long Wu's movements were fast, and Song Yihuan stood up straight after seeing the situation of the cheap second brother clearly.

"What are you going to do, Long Wu?!"

Song Yihuan's voice was cold, filled with unknowing iciness.

When Zheng Qingshan and Wei Ning saw this scene, they were caught off guard, but they also stared at Long Wu and the Young Master who was held by him with a dagger.

With a paralyzed face, Long Wu respectfully bowed his head towards Song Yihuan, and said in a deep voice, "Young Madam, he insulted Young Master, my subordinates cannot tolerate anyone cursing Young Master!"

He held a sharp dagger across Song Nuoyan's neck.

The movement inside the house reached the shadow guards guarding the door, and five or six people opened the door and broke in.

Seeing the scene inside clearly, everyone did not act immediately, but looked at Long Wu one after another.

Song Yi smiled happily, and she had a gloomy face: "Just because my second brother's words are disrespectful, you want to kill him?"

"My subordinates dare not!"

Long Wu withdrew the dagger in his hand and stared at Song Nuoyan coldly: "Anyone who disrespects or insults the young master will be killed without mercy!"

Song Nuoyan was overwhelmed by this incident.

This was the first time he was treated so disrespectfully, and even used a weapon, except for that time in prison since he was a child.

After Long Wu finished speaking, he stared at Song Nuoyan's face slowly regaining consciousness, walked a few steps towards Song Yihuan, and knelt down respectfully.

"Your subordinate is overstepping, please punish the young lady!"

"Oh! Don't dare!"

(End of this chapter)

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