Chapter 138 Helpless Death
It was getting dark earlier and earlier. Song Xiang had eaten dinner and was lying on the bed with unbearable leg pain, waiting to drink medicine.
Their little daughter was sick and cried in Meng's arms.
Song Xiang was already upset, but was disturbed by the child's cry and became even more anxious.
“Tell someone to carry her away! Why are you crying in front of me? It’s so frustrating!”
"It's dark, and she doesn't look for anyone else but me." Meng said helplessly, "I put her to sleep right now."
"Are you a dead man? You don't know how to hold her. Go to another room, don't you have to be in front of me?" Song Xiang's eyes widened, "What a fool!"
"It's not that I don't trust you," Meng cried in grievance. , "You must be conscientious when you speak."
Song Xiang wanted to talk again, and the old lady walked in and said: "Butler Fang is here."
Butler Fang is the housekeeper of Prince Zhao's Mansion, that day is He brought someone back to Song Xiang.
"Mother Wu, take the child away. Xiao Chun'er, go make tea quickly." Meng quickly wiped away her tears and said.
She guessed that the housekeeper from Prince Zhao's Mansion came here to give money.
It has been three days since Song Xiang's accident, and it's time for him to give an explanation.
"Housekeeper Fang, please take a seat." Ms. Song greeted the housekeeper and saw several servants behind him.
"Mrs. Sister-in-law, we have been ordered by the prince to come and see Brother Song." Housekeeper Fang smiled brightly, "I specially found a medicine, which is most effective for injured muscles and bones. It has been cooked. , still warm.”
"Oh, I really bothered you." Meng said gratefully, "Thanks to the help of the family, otherwise I, a woman, really don't know what to do."
"Housekeeper, brothers, hurry up Please sit down, I can't get up now, so I have to be rude, forgive me!" Song Xiang half-propelled himself on the bed.
"Why should you be so polite, my brother? Your Majesty has been thinking about you and asked us to come and see you." Butler Fang smiled and said, "No, the medicine has been prepared. You should drink it first! Otherwise, it will be cold." "
"This is too troublesome. Why not give us the prescription and we can make it ourselves?" Song Xiang said, "It saves you having to send it every day."
"Brother Song, I'll serve you and drink it." The servant came over with the medicine.
Song Xiang reached out to take the medicine, but found that there was a knife on the servant's waist. He couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart and said, "I just drank the medicine. Let's save this medicine and drink it tomorrow!"
"Brother Song, if you don't drink, wouldn't you have let down the prince?" Butler Fang's eyes showed coldness.
"It's not that I don't want to drink, I've already drunk. If I continue to drink this, I'm afraid it will not only be useless, but also harmful." Song Xiang kept smiling, but he became more and more nervous.
"Don't worry, the medicine is well packed." The housekeeper winked at the person next to him again, "We worked hard to deliver the medicine, how can you not drink it? How can we report to the prince? "
At this time, Meng also sensed something was wrong and stepped forward to stop him: "Brothers, it is true that he has already drank the medicine. This medicine is three-part poison. Drinking too much is always bad. ”
Seeing their refusal, Housekeeper Fang sneered: "Song Xiang, you have to drink the medicine today, or you can drink it if you don't want to. Why do you need to fight pointlessly?"
He also said to the people accompanying him. He said: "Give it to him, and make sure not a drop is left." "Why is this?!" Song Xiang struggled to ask, "I have served the prince for so many years. I have toiled hard even if I have no credit, right?"
"Haha, you have the nerve to say that! The prince is kind to you, otherwise, how could you, a poor boy, live like this? Your leg is broken, and the prince even took pity and said that he would support you for the rest of his life. Unexpectedly What you did is worse than a pig or a dog!” Butler Fang slapped the table and cursed, “Don’t you know what you did?”
“Please, gentlemen, please, Spare us! He doesn't dare to be disrespectful to the prince. Now that he is disabled, he can do his best even though he has not brought glory to the prince." Meng begged.
"Song Xiang, Xiaoniang Bai has committed suicide. Do you think you can still live alone?" Housekeeper Fang looked at Song Xiang and said coldly, "The prince said that as long as you die, I will not hold you accountable. I have a wife and children, you can take care of it yourself”
"Ah?!" Ms. Song fell to the ground. Although the housekeeper didn't speak clearly clearly, she could still tell what was going on.
Song Xiang must have had an affair with Bai Xiaoniang in Prince Zhao's palace. The prince found out about it and of course he couldn't tolerate him.
At this time, Song Xiang's head was covered with cold sweat, and he knew that his life could not be saved.
That Bai Xiaoniang is one of the many concubines of King Zhao. She is naturally young and beautiful. From the day she entered the palace, she was given a child-preventing soup by the princess, so she could not be pregnant.
King Zhao only used her as a novelty for two days, and then ignored her.
This Bai Xiaoniang knew that she would be trapped and die in that deep house compound for the rest of her life, living like a walking zombie every day.
But she is a human being after all, and she is a young woman. Of course she wants to find someone to comfort her loneliness.
As soon as he went back and forth, he hooked up with Song Xiang, who often visited Prince Zhao's mansion.
Based on the fact that Bai Xiaoniang will not be pregnant, the two of them will naturally act unscrupulously.
Song Xiang has never thought about the risks in this matter, but in the face of beauty, how can he care about it?
This is exactly what he said.
He thought he had been very careful, but he couldn't cover up all the traces. Now it was too late to regret.
"I am sorry for the prince, and my lust has made me faint. I will drink now. I just ask you to spare my wife and children and give them a way to live." Song Xiang glanced at Meng and said, "From now on, you can May you be blessed."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty is kind, and he said that you should be responsible for the work alone." Butler Fang said, "After you die, you will give your wife and children three days to organize your funeral. He sold his family property and went away to another country, and he was not allowed to come back to the capital for the rest of his life. Song Xiang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and took the jar of medicine and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing that he was drinking happily, the housekeeper said to the few people following him: "Let's wait outside first and let the couple say goodbye!"
After they came to force Song Xiang to drink medicine He still has to stay here to take care of his funeral, firstly to avoid extraneous matters, and secondly, to let outsiders see that King Zhao has done his best.
"You...what else do you have to say?" At this time, Meng really loved and hated Song Xiang.
"It's all my fault, so don't cry. There's no need to bury me when I die. Just burn me, take my ashes and my sister's ashes, and leave the capital together.
Find a small place with simple folk customs to settle down, and bury my sister and I’s ashes together, let us be our companions!
The two of us have been alone since we were young, relying on each other for life, and we will have to take care of each other until we die.
Just raise your three children and tell them not to seek wealth and wealth, but to live their lives peacefully.
Looking at what happened to my sister and I, we will know that it is better not to argue. ”