coobybook Chapter 183 You're really overthinking
Chapter 183 You're really overthinking
Song Zhening didn't even have the chance to think whether she was trying to scare him. A stinging pain came over him, and the sharp blade had already cut a long line across his neck. He could even feel the warmth of blood flowing out of his body.
“Song…Song…”
His voice was trembling, and after searching for a long time he couldn't even call out Song Yunxi's name.
Song Yunxi's cold voice came into his ears: "Why are you so stupid?"
Stupid enough to never learn from one's mistakes.
There was another burst of stinging pain, and Song Zheyang clearly felt that this time the cut was deeper than the last time.
The fear of Song Yunxi that was buried deep in his heart and that he ignored the most finally awakened.
Her murderous aura was cold and chilling, carrying a strong and oppressive feeling. Song Zhening had no doubt that she would kill him.
Sure enough, Song Yunxi's hand moved again, and Song Zhening closed his eyes in despair.
It’s not that he didn’t want to beg for mercy, but he found himself shivering all over, and the extreme fear made him unable to even make a sound.
This was the scene the Song family saw when they arrived.
"Song Yunxi!"
Mrs. Song rushed forward without thinking, her bloodshot eyes as if she was facing an irreconcilable enemy.
"Bitch! How dare you, bitch, hurt my son? I...I..."
Mrs. Song looked around, and her eyes finally stopped on the pillar: "If you dare to hurt my son, I will die here today, let's see..."
"what!"
Before Mrs. Song finished her words, Song Zhening's heart-wrenching scream made the Song family tremble with fear.
No one expected that Song Yunxi would dare to break Song Zhening's arms directly.
Mrs. Song was even more stunned. She thought she could use her mother's identity to threaten Song Yunxi. After all, who wouldn't care about reputation? Even if Song Yunxi didn't care, she didn't want to be accused of disobeying her parents.
But she never expected that Song Yunxi would really not care.
"you you……"
Mrs. Song stepped back in fear as if she had seen a ghost, fearing that the devil Song Yunxi would pounce on her and strangle her to death the next moment.
Song Yunxi chuckled calmly: "Madam Song, do you want people outside to talk about me killing my siblings and forcing my biological mother to death?"
Mrs. Song didn't even have the courage to answer her, but Song Yunxi didn't want her answer at all.
He secretly took out two thin and sharp silver needles from the space and clamped them between his fingers, shining them brightly in front of their eyes: "Do I care about other people's opinions? Do I care about those irrelevant discussions? Do I care about that shitty reputation? You really think too much!"
Seeing Song Yunxi's indifferent attitude, Song Zheyang suddenly realized that they were indeed wrong!
All along, they always took it for granted that they could restrain Song Yunxi with secular ethics and rules. After all, no one in this world can escape from the secular world, and there is always something that she cares about and values.
Even if she didn't care about her own reputation, would she not care about the reputation of the National Master and Shengyun Mountain?
But the fact is that she doesn't care.
In fact, rather than saying that she doesn't care, it's better to say that she doesn't need to care at all.
Whether it was the Saint Yunshan of the Saint Sect or the transcendental bearing and ability of the National Master, their image in the hearts of the people of the world was already unbreakable. Even if something unfavorable to them was really exposed, the world would definitely not believe it, but would instead think it was a slander against them.
Song Yunxi knew this very well, so she didn't care at all.
But in fact, he was thinking too much. At this time, Song Yunxi didn't even consider Sheng Yunshan and Song Wentian. She just didn't care.
Even reputation, which is more important than life to people here, is something she is not even aware of.
Mrs. Song dared not say a word when seeing the two long silver needles, and she didn't care about the embarrassment and hid behind Song Zheyang.
Her actions made Song Yunxi sneer: No wonder she could raise a person like Song Muxue.
Song Zheyang would never mistakenly think that Song Yunxi was just making a simple threat, and tried his best to stay calm: "Yunxi, it was Zhe Ning who was wrong this time. You have already punished him, so why not just let it go?"
Song Shaozhang's face was extremely dark and ugly. He was threatened and controlled by this evil girl again and again, and her had repeatedly trampled on the face of his entire family. This made his anger reach its peak.
He was also dissatisfied with the incompetent Song Zhening. He thought that such an incompetent son was not worthy of being his son.
So he subconsciously ignored Song Zhening's safety and reprimanded Song Yunxi in a dignified manner: "You evil girl, you have repeatedly harmed your brothers and sisters. Do you really think that I will let you go again and again?"
When Song Zheyang wanted to stop Song Shaozhang, it was too late. After hearing his words, Song Yunxi smiled brightly, and the silver needle in her hand had already penetrated into Song Zhening's knees.
The next moment Song Zhening knelt on the ground, accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream.
Song Yunxi had a wonderful expression on her face, as if she was enjoying the sound of nature: "This cry is so beautiful, it makes people feel relaxed and happy."
Song Zheyang rushed forward to support his brother, glaring at Song Yunxi, suppressing his anger: "He is your second brother!"
"He is Song Muxue's second brother!"
Song Yunxi sat down gracefully and continued to eat her meal.
Song Zheyang felt like he was going crazy. He had this feeling every time he met Song Yunxi.
But after all, she is his own sister. Even though she is not as close to them as Song Muxue, and not as sensible and understanding as Song Muxue, they are still related by blood after all.
Song Zheyang patiently advised: "Yunxi, if you continue to act recklessly like this, you will really cut off your way back to the mansion."
puff!
Song Yunxi almost spat out her food, and looked at Song Zheyang as if he was a fool: "Song Shizi, at this point, you don't still think I'm reluctant to give up my status as the legitimate daughter of Wenyuan Marquis's mansion, do you?"
Song Zheyang: “…”
With her current status as the legitimate daughter of Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion, it seems... there really is nothing to care about.
Maybe he just hasn't wanted to admit it.
Song Zheyang had no confidence to argue with her about this matter, so he could only lower his attitude and ask her: "What do you want in exchange for letting my second brother go?"
Song Yunxi's expression was cold and calm: "My technique and silver needles are both special. Once he has been taught a lesson, his broken arm will heal on its own, and the silver needles will of course slowly come out of his body."
Song Zheyang felt like he was going crazy: "How long will it take for this to heal on its own and be excreted slowly?"
Song Yunxi shrugged: "Just one or two months!"
As for the Song family, she didn't want any of them to die easily.
A life worse than death was the ending she had destined for them.
Although he would suffer a lot in the next one or two months, Song Zheyang knew in his heart that this was the best result he could get.
Madam Song asked Song Shaozhang secretly, "My Lord, if people knew that we were bullied by this evil girl, how would you still be able to stay in the court?"