0p0 Chapter 155 Soul Collection
Chapter 155 Soul Collection
Song Chuchu felt no pain, and her mind was echoing with the voice of Li in her previous life, saying that she was born with the fate of a phoenix.
The hatred in her eyes was gradually replaced by beauty and expectation. The corners of her mouth curled up and she stretched her hands into the air.
"Your Majesty, you are here. Your Majesty, I, your concubine..."
She hadn't finished her words, her eyes were still open, and her raised hand fell like a dead autumn leaf into decay and darkness.
The wooden stick in Ji Bozhou's hand was stained crimson with blood, but he seemed still unsatisfied and continued to beat with the stick.
Qing Mo and Jie Zi both knew that Song Chuchu was dead, but looking at Ji Bozhou who seemed like a madman, they did not dare to speak.
Until the white bones on Song Chuchu's back were exposed and the spine was broken into three pieces, Ji Bozhou finally threw away the wooden stick in his hand, gasped, and stopped.
His clothes were splattered with blood, and his hands were covered with blisters from having just held the stick.
He slumped down on the porch exhausted, watching the sunset slowly sink behind the courtyard wall.
Ji Qingyan walked towards him, her long figure draped in the sunset. Seeing the redness in his eyes finally fade away, she spoke with some concern: "Your shame is over."
has it ended?
A bitter smile flashed across Ji Bozhou's face.
In fact, he felt that the pain had just begun.
The servants didn't dare to say a word and hurriedly took away the corpse and the tiger bench.
Qing Mo said timidly: "Master, what about the young lady's funeral..."
Ji Bozhou gave him a cold look: "Afterlife? Just throw him to a mass grave, or ask the Song family if they want to come and collect the body!"
"Yes."
Song Chuchu felt her body lighten and she suddenly flew up.
Only then did she realize that she was already dead, her body having been beaten to the point of almost losing its human form.
Resentment surged in her heart, and she was about to seek revenge on Ji Bozhou when suddenly, a spell called out urgently, and she drifted uncontrollably towards the outside of Ji's mansion...
Song Chuchu's body was carried away and thrown into a mass grave.
When Song Ming received the news of Song Chuchu's death from the Ji family, he trembled and almost fell down.
Just as he was about to question her, Steward Ji gave him a warning smile. "Master Song, the young mistress was caught in an affair by the young and old masters at Zui Jiang Yue. And the man she was hooking up with, I'm sure you two masters have heard of him."
He deliberately paused for a moment, and Song Ming and Li waited anxiously for his next words.
"That man is the Emperor's most beloved son, the Third Prince. The Third Prince has personally testified to the Master that it was the Young Madam who deliberately seduced her, and he has also ordered that the Young Madam be severely punished and killed. The Ji family will not accept the Young Madam's remains, and the Song family will have to carefully consider whether they want to accept them and whether they are willing to disobey the Third Prince!"
Although Li became increasingly displeased with Song Chuchu, she was her own daughter after all. When she heard the bad news, her heart ached suddenly.
Her mind went blank. She couldn't believe that her daughter, whom she had finally recognized and had been with for less than a year, had passed away so soon.
She looked at Song Ming in panic and helplessness, wanting to ask him to go with her to collect Song Chuchu's body, but the two figures coming out of the door made her stop in her tracks.
Ever since the Song family was demoted to commoners, the brothers Song Chusi and Song Chushi have only recovered in recent days and accepted the fact that they no longer have slaves and maids, and that the Song family can never regain its former glory.
It is really hard to look back on the amount of heart-wrenching pain and setbacks we went through during this process.
After seeing off Manager Ji, Song Ming and Li were left in a daze.
After sitting there for a long time, Song Ming made the difficult decision: "This shelter in the vegetable market is hard-earned, and we have two children! We can't make such a big sacrifice for Chuchu!"
After experiencing a tremendous change, they realized that nothing is permanent. Now, any slight disturbance will make the Song family panic.
They really didn't have the courage to make any more trouble.
Li nodded silently.
The couple tacitly agreed not to mention the matter again.
In the middle of summer, the frogs and crickets in the Ji Mansion garden chirped all night long.
Finally, it was almost dawn and the roosters were heard crowing again.
Ji Qingyan felt depressed and hadn't slept well all night. She simply turned over and got out of bed.
She did not go to Zui Jiangyue in person yesterday. Lu Xuan, this woman, quickly filled her heart with vigilance and anger overnight.
She could accept failure, but she could not accept that the failure came from a boudoir woman of this era!
This was the first time someone had ruined her plans since she came to Daliang.
Several maids came to help her wash and get ready. With a cold look between her brows, she went straight to Danbo Zhai.
She went to Qingjingyuan alone last night, and under the pillow there was indeed the letter that Lu Xuan had written to her as Song Chuchu said.
This woman made her feel threatened and terrified!
First, she caused the death of her eldest brother, then the Ji family's reputation was ruined, and all the titles and official positions were revoked. She even managed to ruin her reputation by taking advantage of the situation and informing Song Chuchu.
She was now absolutely certain that Lu Xuan had angered her!
Even if she was reborn, even if she calculated every move and every step.
She also wants her to kneel down in front of her and beg for mercy!
The sun was high in the sky, and the air in Danbo Zhai was thick with the smell of alcohol. It was almost past 9:00 PM, and Ji Bozhou hadn't even gotten up yet.
Ji Qingyan rushed into his room with her nose pinched, and threw wine jars all over the floor.
"Ji Bozhou!" Ji Qingyan dragged him up from the couch, "What did you promise father before?!"
She almost gritted her teeth: "You said you would take on the responsibility of the Ji family, and that you could handle anything!"
"It's only been a few days? You've already gone back to your old ways and completely forgotten your previous promise?!"
Ji Bozhou opened his eyes weakly, staring at her intently. His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was weak and almost pleading: "Second sister, can you give me one day? I'm in so much pain, just indulge me for one day."
Ji Qingyan immediately slapped him and said angrily, "Not good!"
She called the maid and the servant in and said, "Help the young master change his clothes. If I don't see him in the main hall within half an hour, all the servants in Danbo Zhai will be sent out!"
"Yes!"
"Yes."
Ji Qingyan left in a hurry, leaving behind a gust of cold wind.
Ji Bozhou closed his eyes.
The trees want to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop.
He knew his second sister's temperament. Although she was not as good as a man, her heart was stronger than a man! She came to him on her own initiative, and she came so quickly. She must be unwilling to accept it.
Song Chuchu died, and the thorn between him and Yuanyuan was gone.
He clearly wanted to find her like crazy and wanted her to come back to him, but now even the pain and the tribute to that feeling could only be hidden silently in the dark room, like something shameful.
He plotted against her, yet still hoped to get her. He knew that he was mean and despicable, and Yuanyuan looked down on him, even his second sister despised him.
What could he do?
Ji Bozhou let his servants wash and change his clothes like a walking corpse. After eating a little, he stepped into the main hall of Ji Mansion in the last moment of half an hour.
The bloodstains outside the main hall were cleaned up, and when the sun shone on them, it was as if no bloody storm had ever occurred here, and no one's emotions had ever surged and died here.
When Ji Qingyan saw Ji Bozhou coming in, a cold and fierce expression froze on her face: "Don't be so mean. We all know what you're thinking. If you're a man, go and grab it yourself!"
Ji Bozhou was shocked and raised his head immediately.