Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 94 Song Hongtao's Sterilization (1)

mother.

Father.

This was a somewhat unfamiliar word to Song Yan, but now he suddenly felt curious.

Yang Miaoqing coughed twice again, and some blood foam flowed down her lips to her chin. She had almost no strength left in her body, but she still raised her arm with difficulty and wiped the stains on her chin.

It's like trying to maintain some last bit of dignity.

Then she smiled and said, "I do know some things, but do you think I will tell you?"

The faint voice has a sense of teasing and persistence.

Yang Miaoqing just wanted him and Song Hongtao to become enemies, and it would be best if the Song family was destroyed. It would be enough to let Song Yan know that Mei Xue was deceived and abducted by Song Hongtao, and that Song Hongtao was also responsible for Mei Xue's death. Given Song Yan's revengeful nature, Song Hongtao's ending would naturally not be very good.

As for other information that might be useful to Song Yan, how could he reveal too much?

Song Yan was not disappointed.

He has feelings for his mother Mei Xue.

But Song Yan didn't really care about his father. It didn't matter if he couldn't find him. It would be better to say that he had no intention of looking for his relatives at all. If he didn't exist, he wouldn't have to worry about him anymore, which was better.

"Has Song Hongtao been particularly fond of and trusting you recently? Has he even hinted more than once that he wants to pass the title of Duke to you?"

"Although you are only a son-in-law, if you are the only son left, this title will be yours even if it's not yours."

"But do you think Song Hongtao knows your true background?"

Song Yan raised his eyebrows. It was interesting. He actually underestimated this Duke.

"Song Hongtao has never thought of letting you inherit the title of Duke. Do you know what Song Hongtao has been doing during this period? For the past half month, he has been hanging out in brothels almost the entire time."

"Or, they can look for women who already have children, buy them from their husbands, and raise them as concubines."

Huh?
Song Yan was a little surprised.

What is this, the legacy of Wei Wu?
"Because these women had given birth, it proved that they were all capable of bearing children. He wanted to give birth to a few more sons while he still had some strength."

Song Yan suddenly understood.

indeed.

Throughout history, before the Ming Dynasty or the Song Dynasty, widows who had given birth to children were actually quite popular.

Especially during the Qin and Han dynasties, a woman who had given birth to a child was considered fertile. As long as she was not too old, she would be more popular than a childless young widow or even a virgin.

After all, at that time, continuing the family line was considered the top priority.

Although Yang Miaoqing was unwilling to reveal too much, as long as she opened her mouth, Song Yan would still be able to obtain some useful information between the lines.

Song Hongtao's adoption of a mistress had only occurred within the past two weeks. It was no wonder, then, that Song Yan had been unable to locate him whenever he had tried to inquire about Song An's situation. He was likely working the fields at one of his mistresses' places. This alone indicated that Song Hongtao had only recently learned of his origins. A month earlier, Song Hongtao had likely truly believed that he was his only biological son.

In other words, something happened half a month ago that made Song Hongtao know his life experience.

God knows how Song Hongtao felt when he thought that none of his sons were his biological children. It was like the sky had fallen. He may have been depressed for a while, but he soon picked himself up and tried to have another child despite his old age.

What happened half a month ago?
He was assassinated when he was withdrawing money from a bank.

Before that, I met my fourth brother Song An.

In the box that Song An gave him, in addition to the 100,000 taels of silver notes, there was also a piece of paper with the words "Dongling" written on it.

Song An returned to the Duke's Mansion, and then Song Hongtao avoided her and started keeping a mistress.

Judging from this, the source of the matter is most likely Song An. Even though Song Yan feels that his ability to analyze problems is pretty good, he still feels a mess at this time.

What exactly does Song An want to do? Everything he does is full of contradictions, as if he simply wants to make the muddy water even more muddy.

Don’t waste your brain cells on things you can’t figure out, and your frown will relax.

"Why aren't you angry?" Yang Miaoqing moved her throat, but she couldn't see the expression she wanted to see on Song Yan's face, neither anger nor disappointment, but there was nothing there.

Very peaceful.

He was so calm, as if it was just a joke. "Why should I be angry? You're the one who's going to be disappointed. You did all this just to make Song Hongtao childless, right? What a pity! Now Song Hongtao will have his own children." Song Yan smiled.

Yang Miaoqing shook her head. "That's impossible. Song Hongtao will never have biological children. After we get married, I'll slowly add certain things to Song Hongtao's food. Some things are harmful to the body if eaten in excess. In just a few years, Song Hongtao will be able to continue to favor his concubines and indulge in brothels, but he will no longer be able to have children."

So much time has passed tonight, and until this moment, Song Yan was truly shocked.

What a vicious method.

I didn't expect that such a drug existed in this ancient era. What is it? Spermicide? Vascular ligation?

Or is it another form of castration? Sterilization?

But Song Hongtao didn't notice it at all and thought he was a normal man.

This time, there will be no descendants.

This woman is really cruel.

Even Song Yan felt a little creepy.

Yang seemed to have thought of this as well, and the smile on her face became even more intense. "It would be fine if those concubines never got pregnant, but if they did, then Song Hongtao would be accused of something again... Haha, hahahaha..."

Some crazy laughter.

Song Hongtao was either being labeled as such or on the way to being labeled as such, which was really pitiful.

After a burst of violent laughter, Yang seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She lay on the ground, gasping for breath, her eyes gradually becoming dim and empty.

The last knife has been delivered.

It is impossible to see whose heart this knife will pierce.

Song Yan knew that she wouldn't say anything else, so he stopped wasting time.

laugh.

The blade is completely gone.

The heart is pierced.

Yang Miaoqing's body trembled slightly, and soon she was silent.

Some blood sprayed onto his hand and slowly dripped down Song Yan's fingers.

Gu Banxia approached from behind, grabbed Song Yan's wrist, and wiped the blood off his hand with a silk scarf: "Son-in-law..."

"Don't be sad."

It was still that soft voice, as if it could melt away all the sorrow.

A smile appeared on Song Yan's calm face. He wanted to touch Gu Banxia's hair, but when he thought of his hands covered in blood, he gave up. He was not sad, nor did he feel inferior. He even thought it was great. After all, the fact that he had Song family blood in his body had always been the thing he hated the most.

Regardless of whether Yang Miaoqing’s words were true or false, I felt a lot more relaxed at this moment.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Don't wipe it anymore." Song Yan stretched his arms vigorously.
"After all, there are still many people to kill!"

Putting aside other things, if those thousands of Japanese pirates were allowed to survive, Song Yan would feel guilty.

Thinking of this, he walked out of the dungeon.

A brisk pace.

Gu Banxia, ​​Luo Tianyi, and Yang Siyao all followed behind with some worry, looking at Song Yan's back. But as they watched, the three women's expressions changed at the same time, and they felt that the aura of Song Yan was getting stronger and stronger.

The internal energy spread out like ripples with Song Yan's body as the center, so that the air became somewhat distorted.

Until it reaches a certain level, it suddenly becomes introverted.

The moonlight shone on Song Yan, and his skin actually had a bronze-like luster.

Copper skin!

(End of this chapter)