I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

The sudden turn of events startled Leader Liu so much that he dared not move, remaining in a forward-walking posture.

He never expected that his subordinates would turn against him!

The elders of the Song family were also surprised. Apart from Song Chengce, everyone else stepped back, afraid of being accidentally hurt.

Tatata!

Immediately afterwards, a large number of servants and guards poured in from outside.

Holding knives, spears, and clubs, they stood behind Song Qian, united against a common enemy!

"You, you dare to betray us?"

"I've always treated you guys pretty well!!"

Leader Liu remained motionless, but he was furious.

"Chief Liu, is it possible that we never betrayed you at all, because we've always been Miss's people?"

"Exactly, exactly. You think you can bribe us with your paltry sum?"

"If it weren't for Miss's orders not to expose us prematurely, we would have spat in your face long ago."

"Exactly!"

The servants and guards all spoke up.

"Miss, those who are loyal to the Second Master and the Third Master have all been captured. They are outside the ancestral hall, awaiting your judgment!"

Song Qian nodded in satisfaction.

This time, Song Chengce fully understood.

So, so... it was all a trap set by Song Qian, designed to lure him and the second son, along with several other elders of the Song family, into a trap. Song Qian wanted to wipe them all out in one fell swoop!

"Hahaha, hahaha..."

The laughter was filled with resentment and unwillingness.

He was unwilling to accept defeat.

He clearly did a very good job.

Why can't I still beat Song Qian?

He wasn't that resentful of losing to others.

But they lost to a woman, their own niece, which they found hard to accept.

"Qian'er, spare me! Spare me!"

"Your fourth uncle was confused for a moment, he was confused for a moment."

"Have you forgotten? When you were little, your fourth uncle used to hold you all the time and buy you your favorite pastries. Please forgive your fourth uncle this time; he was just bewitched!"

The smart ones have already knelt down and begged for mercy. Although the punishment for the fourth brother was only to send him to the countryside, how could he, who was used to a life of luxury, be willing to go to that desolate and harsh place? That would be worse than being killed.

When the fourth brother knelt down, the others followed suit, begging for mercy.

Song Qian glanced at them but didn't speak. Instead, she looked at Song Chengce and said, "Third Uncle, why don't you kneel down and beg me like they did? Maybe I'll take pity on you and spare your life. After all, we're uncle and nephew!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Song Chengce suddenly flicked his sleeve.

He knows Song Qian from the first wife's side all too well.

Don't underestimate her just because she's a seemingly weak woman.

But when she gets cruel, she can be more ruthless than any man.

He did something so wrong to Song Qian.

How could Song Qian let him off the hook?

Making him kneel down is nothing short of humiliating him.

"Since Third Uncle is unwilling, then Qian'er has no choice but to send him on his way!"

"I believe our ancestors wouldn't blame Qian'er!"

"Qian'er, it's also for the sake of the family!"

"Over the years, Qian'er has proven that I, Song Qian, am the one capable of leading the family to prosperity!"

After saying that, Song Qian waved her hand.

Immediately, someone brought over two cups of poisoned wine.

Seeing that no matter how much they begged for mercy, Song Qian simply ignored them, and that ignoring them meant losing and not forgiving them, the other elders of the Song family pointed at Song Chengce and said, "Third brother, you've really ruined us."

Song Chengce turned his head sharply and shouted, "Blame me? If you hadn't been so greedy, you wouldn't be in this state now!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Song Chengce saw that his second brother was still slumped in the chair, his eyes lifeless, having already resigned himself to his fate. This made Song Chengce even angrier.

The defeat was due to the incompetent teammate, the second brother.

The Third Prince is clearly dead.

The eldest prince has clearly returned to the capital.

The second son didn't even tell him such important news.

If he had known all along, he would have decided that today's events would not have happened.

boom!

He walked over and kicked the second brother, chair and all, to the ground.

Even after being kicked to the ground, the second son didn't react much.

He resigned himself to his fate; death was the best relief!

The eldest son has no interest in the position of family head; it should rightfully be his, but the eldest branch of the family produced someone like Song Qian.

When the old man was still conscious, he would often praise Song Qian, a junior, in front of others, while belittling him and making him feel ashamed.

Not only was he outmatched by the younger generation, but he was also controlled by the third brother.

Actually, he wasn't a bad person at heart; he was just led astray by the third brother.

"Third Uncle, stop struggling!"

"Everyone here, inside and out, is my man."

"Drink the poisoned wine yourself, at least you'll die with some dignity!"

"It wouldn't look good if someone fed you."

Song Qian just wanted to end all of this as soon as possible and didn't want to waste any more time.

"Don't even think about it!"

Song Chengce suddenly flicked his sleeve again and then ran towards the old man who was slumped in the recliner.

"Stop him!"

Song Qianjiao shouted.

But it was too late.

Song Chengce was so close to the old man that he arrived in the blink of an eye.

Song Chengze pulled out a dagger from somewhere, held it to the old man's neck, and grinned maliciously.

"Everyone, stand back!"

"I'd like to see who dares to step forward. Whoever dares to step forward, I'll send the old man to his grave!"

Upon hearing this, the servants and guards dared not step forward and all looked at Song Qian.

Song Chengce also looked at Song Qian and smiled, "My dear niece, you are clever and resourceful, your third uncle admires you. But even the cleverest person can make a mistake!"

"And your third uncle, I just happened to have caught the spot you overlooked. Don't underestimate it, it's often the key to victory."

"Grandpa, you used to be the one I loved the most. How can you bear to watch me pass away today? Hahahaha."

In the end, Song Chengce burst into laughter, the smile of a victor.

"Miss, what should we do?"

Song Qian frowned and tried to step forward, "Third Uncle, Grandpa is also your father. How dare you murder your father?"

"Don't move! If you move another step, I'll really kill him!"

Song Qian indeed dared not move, and even pulled her outstretched foot back.

At this moment, we absolutely must not provoke Song Chengce.

Song Chengce has gone mad; he might take action at the slightest provocation.

Song Chengce can kill anyone, but he cannot kill the old master.

Of all the members of the Song family, besides her father, Song Qian had the best relationship with the old master.

If it weren't for Song Qian's meticulous care over the years, the old man would have died long ago.

Song Qian is forcibly keeping the old man's life hanging by a thread. If the old man is killed by Song Chengce today, Song Qian will definitely regret it to death.

Seeing that Song Qian indeed dared not move, Song Chengce's smile became even more sinister. "Hurry up, obediently hand over the position of family head, and then drink the poisoned wine, and I will let the old master go, otherwise..."

As they were talking, Song Chengce was about to take out a knife and slit the old man's throat.

The old man was already paralyzed and completely unable to protect himself.

If Song Chengze draws his knife, the old man will surely die.

"Fine, fine, I'll relinquish my position as head of the family right away. So what if I have to drink poison? I'll drink it too."

"Third Uncle, please don't get agitated!"

While keeping Song Chengce calm, Song Qian also gave the fourth and fifth brothers meaningful glances.

Now, only they can stop Song Chengce.

They were closest to Song Chengce, and Song Chengce had no suspicion of them.

But the fourth and fifth brothers, out of Song Chengce's sight, frantically waved to Song Qian.

They're no good, no good at all. They only know how to walk their birds and fish. How could they be a match for Song Chengce, who wields a knife?

Don't let yourself get hurt instead of saving the old man; that would be a huge loss.

But Song Qian glared at them, and having no other choice, they had to try to step forward.

No sooner had they moved than Song Chengce slashed out with his dagger, scaring the two men into running around in panic, almost climbing up the pillar to the roof.

"Niece, you'd be better off hoping the old man can move on his own than relying on those two good-for-nothings!" Song Chengce continued to sneer.

The old man, who had been paralyzed for many years, seemed to have heard these words, and his fingers actually moved.

He didn't want to save himself; he just wanted to die quickly under Song Chengce's blade.

In this way, his beloved granddaughter will have no weakness.

Upon witnessing this scene, Song Qian, unusually, shed two lines of clear tears.

Even though it was so dangerous yesterday, she didn't shed a tear.

But today, she had a miscarriage.

"Miss, you can't drink it!"

Seeing that Song Qian was about to drink the poisoned wine.

Xiuer absolutely refused.

"have a finger in the pie!"

"You brat, you'll be the first one sold to a brothel later!"

Song Chengce said fiercely.

Xiuer ignored Song Chengce and just kept shaking her head at Song Qian.

"Drink it quickly!"

Song Chengce urged, his knife already drawing blood.

With no other option, Song Qian snatched the poisoned wine and prepared to drink it all in one gulp.

Suddenly, Song Chengce let out a muffled groan.

Then, with another clang, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

When they looked again, Song Chengce was clutching his neck with both hands, his face contorted in pain.

If you look closely, you can see a silver needle stuck in his throat.

The silver needles were poisonous, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, black smoke began to emanate from Song Chengce's throat where the silver needles had pierced him.

In just a few breaths, Song Chengce was enveloped in black mist, struggling in agony and howling wildly...