Song Jian walked towards the mansion with great strides.

Every grass and tree in the Song Palace is both familiar and unfamiliar.

A study room not far away is still on.

Song Jian stopped, thought for a while, and walked over. It was Song Zhengchun's study. Song Jian once said that he would not come back, but today, he stood here again.

Pushing the door and walking into the study.

Song Zhengchun raised his head and saw that it was Song Jian. He was a little surprised. He stood up and said, "You are here."

Song Jian nodded, "I'll ask for some soul-recovering grass."

Song Zhengchun felt a little nervous. At this moment, his sense of debt increased greatly. For more than ten years, he had never really cared about his son.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Song Zhengchun said.

Song Jian smiled, "Okay, thank you."

"Let's go." Song Zhengchun took Song Jian to the treasury of the Song Prince's Mansion.

The relationship between the two is like a friend who respects each other.

More and more guards around him found Song Jian's figure, and they began to discuss it. Unexpectedly, the Seventh Master actually returned to the Song Prince's Mansion again. Didn't he know that the eldest lady hated him to the core now?

Song Zhengchun took Song Jian to the treasury to retrieve the soul-recovering grass.

At this time, in a small courtyard in the backyard of the Song Prince's Mansion.

The courtyard is remote and a bit dilapidated. It should have been because no one has lived in it for a long time.

But at this moment, there was a light in a wing room in the courtyard.

A girl in green clothes was running hurriedly into the wing room.

"Madam! Madam! Good news!" The one who spoke was Lucui who was hurrying. She pushed open the door and shouted anxiously.

There is a woman and three men in the room. It is Wang Shuping and her three biological sons, the eldest son Song Feilu, the third son Song Hefa, and the sixth son Song Zheng.

Wang Shuping glared at Lu Cui, "Don't you know I'm discussing a big deal with the young men, why did you break in so recklessly?"

Green shrank his neck.

The third son Song Hefa stood up and smiled and said, "Hey, sir, you don't have to get angry. Lucui is not an outsider anyway, right? Lucui."

As he said that, Song Hefa's hand had already climbed up to Lu Cui's shoulders.

Lucui took a step back in horror. She was really scared of this lustful third young master.

Song Hefa lived in the border areas of the Han Dynasty since he was a child. After more than ten years of border life, he did not train him to become a hero, but he developed a strong spirit of military aura.

However, the Songhe Art is very talented in cultivation. He is in his twenties and is already at the top of the True Qi Realm and is close to the peak of the True Qi Realm. His strength has always been among the top in the border defense army. In addition, as the prince of the Song Prince's Mansion, there are no less than a hundred girls who have been ruined by him in the border town area for ten years.

This time Wang Shuping passed a letter to recall Song Hefa.

When Song Hefa returned to Prince Song's Mansion, he fell in love with Shui Ling's Green Cui at first sight.

Song Hefa narrowed his eyes and forcibly grabbed Lucui's tender hand with his palm.

Lucui quickly broke free and said, "San Young Master, don't do this in the third young master."

Song Feilu frowned and said nothing. Song Zhengze swept his eyes over Lu Cui's towering chest and swallowed. He had always had some thoughts about Lu Cui, but Lu Cui's strength was not much lower than his, so Song Zheng never dared to do anything randomly. Now that he saw that Song Hefa forced himself to take advantage of Lu Cui as soon as he came back, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Wang Shuping said: "Enough, the third brother."

Song Hefa chuckled, but his hand did not let go.

"Lucui, what's the matter when you break in?" Wang Shuping asked.

Seeing that she could not shake Song Hefa's hand away, Lu Cui felt a little aggrieved and said, "Madam, I saw that Song Jian entered the Song Prince's Mansion."

"What?" Wang Shuping stood up suddenly. When she heard the name Song Jian, her eyes immediately turned red, "Be serious? Is he really here?"

The boss Song Feilu also stood up and said, "Tonight I saw him leaving Blue Mountain Academy, but I didn't expect him to come to Prince Song's Mansion."

Lucui nodded, "Really, madam, I saw it with my own eyes."

Wang Shuping clenched her teeth, "This damn bitch little bastard, I didn't expect you to dare to return to the palace. You humiliated me so much that day, how could I spare you this time?"

Song Zheng immediately said, "That's right, mother, we must not spare that wild breeder this time. He stayed in school all day and we couldn't do it. Today, the eldest brother and the third brother are here, but he came to the door himself. How can we let him go?"

Wang Shuping nodded and asked Xiang Lucui, saying, "Did he come alone?"

Lucui said: "I saw him and the master heading to the treasury, and they should have come to the royal palace to get things."

"Bang!"

Wang Shuping smashed the teacup in her hand!

"I know! I know!" Wang Shuping was like crazy. "My husband and I have been with Song Zhengchun for forty years, but I can't catch up with Ye Lifeng's little bitch for a year. Now, Song Zhengchun must be handing over the Song Prince's Mansion to Song Jian's wild breeder!"

Song Hefa laughed and said, "Why should you panic, sir, mother? Since he came to the door, we will take his life."

Song Feilu knocked on the table and said, "But, my father will definitely protect that boy."

Wang Shuping gritted her teeth.

Song Hefa laughed and said, "What's the problem? Brother, you are also a warrior at the peak of the True Qi Realm, why should you be afraid of that old man?"

Sein Feilu didn't say anything.

Wang Shuping said: "This is an opportunity. Since you have decided to follow the Blood Sacrifice Hall, let's take action tonight."

Song Zheng's body trembled involuntarily.

Song Feilu was also a little hesitant. Although he had known that his mother had followed the Blood Sacrifice Hall and that he would have a quarrel with the Song Prince's Mansion sooner or later, but on this day, Song Feilu was still a little worried.

Song Hefa laughed loudly. His palm quickly grabbed Lu Cui's collar, pulled it suddenly, and sniffed. Lu Cui's clothes had cracked in half and fell down.

"Ah! Third Young Master...Madam, don't want it!" Lucui screamed in horror, protecting her chest with both hands.

Song Hefa stretched out his hand and twisted Lu Cui's arms together. His other hand was willing to knead Lu Cui's chest, "Kill your father, kill your brother, and rape his daughter, haha, life is so wonderful."

"Madam, Madam... No, Madam, save me." Lu Cui looked at Wang Shuping in despair. She was a small Yuanqi realm warrior, who was the opponent of Song Hefa. At this moment, she could only ask for help from Wang Shuping, hoping that Wang Shuping could stop her. After all, she had followed Wang Shuping for seven or eight years.

Wang Shuping turned her face, bit her teeth, and said, "Okay! Since he is not ruthless, don't blame me for being cruel. Boss, you will suddenly take action later to control Song Zhengchun's old dog. The third brother and I will swallow the bones of Song Jian's wild breed by myself."

Seeing that things had come to this point, Song Feilu had to make a pity.

Song Hefa laughed loudly, his body kept shaking behind Lucui.

Song Zheng widened his eyes, his body trembled even harder. He was scared and excited. He suddenly envied his third brother, who could do whatever he wanted.

Lu Cui shouted in despair, then spit out a mouthful of blood with a "pop". She never expected that she would end up like this after being Wang Shuping's confidant for seven years.

"action!"

Wang Shuping got up, kicked the table away, and walked outside.

Song Hefa laughed loudly, pushed Lucui away with a palm, and followed her with her pants.

Song Feilu patted Song Zheng on the shoulder and knew that he could no longer look back. He stood up and followed him.

Song Zheng looked at his green and white body on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and then ran out like crazy.

Song Jian has already taken the Soul Recover Grass.

Song Zhengchun and Song Jian stood in the treasury, relatively speechless.

"Jian'er," Song Zhengchun spoke.

"My name is Song Jian," Song Jian said lightly, "To be honest, this time, in addition to retrieving the soul grass, we also have to eliminate internal troubles for the Song Prince's Mansion."

Song Zhengchun smiled bitterly and said, "North Song's mansion has long since withered. After knowing the crimes Wang Shuping and Feng Shan committed against you back then, I have executed Feng Shan and deported all the guests. How could there be any internal troubles?"

Song Jian shrugged, "You underestimate the power of hatred too much."

"Yes, I underestimated it, Song Jian, no matter what, I am your father. Even if you have hatred for me, I am still your father." Song Zhengchun obviously misunderstood Song Jian's meaning.

Song Jian shook his head, "I have no hatred or kindness towards you, that's all."

At this time, footsteps came from outside the treasury.

"Madam, Madam, Master Seven will go back soon, you don't have to be angry," the old butler Song Fangyin begged for mercy came from outside the treasury.

"Get out, old guy!"

"Bang!"

The sound of Song Fangyin falling to the ground came from outside, and then the four of them entered the treasury, and Wang Shuping was the leader.

When Song Zhengchun saw Wang Shuping so rude, his face turned gloomy, "What are you doing? Look at you, do you still have a little bit of the image of a good mother?"

Wang Shuping said: "Song Zhengchun! Do you still dare to teach me a lesson? Over the years, have you had a little husband's tenderness and a little father's care? Your heart has been hooked away by that little vixen. Just shut the door of the house. Today, let's talk about family affairs in this treasury."

Song Zheng walked at the end and closed the door of the treasury with a "bang".

In the treasury, only torches were left burning.

Song Zhengchun looked at Wang Shuping who was crazy, then looked at his three sons, frowned, walked towards Song Feilu, and said, "It's such a nonsense, Feilu, as the boss, you are always following your crazy mother."

Song Feilu was a little hesitant.

Suddenly, a light flashed.

With a "bang", a big palm in the air hit Song Zhengchun's back hard.

Unprepared Song Zhengchun fell to the ground with a palm that he vomited blood.

"You..." Song Zhengchun turned around.

Song Hefa clapped his hands and laughed, "Old man, you are old, it's time to abdicate. It's time to leave the position of the prince of the Song Palace to the eldest brother. Of course, I can leave it to me, hahahahahaha..."

"Wang Shuping, are you going to rebel?" Song Zhengchun swallowed blood and asked.

Wang Shuping sneered, "Do you know now? Tell you that I have reached an agreement with the Blood Sacrifice Hall of the Iron Blood King City. Not long after, not only the Song Palace belongs to mine, but the entire Han Dynasty is half as good as mine! Humph."

"You crazy woman!" Song Zhengchun couldn't believe that his wife, who had been in her forty years, would have become like this.

Wang Shuping gritted her teeth and looked at Song Jian, "I'm crazy, but my crazy things are all forced by you, those bitches Ye Lifeng, and those little bastards!"

Song Hefa raised his foot and kicked Song Zhengchun hard in the stomach. Then he turned around, stretched out his tongue, licked his lips, and looked at Song Jian, "Hey, Seventh Brother, long time no see."
Chapter completed!