The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 663 - Chapter 663: Shangguan Pu's Death (2)

Chapter 663 - Chapter 663: Shangguan Pu’s Death (2)

Chapter 663: Shangguan Pu’s Death (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Song Jingchen nodded and thanked him.

Shangguan Yao’s cell was close to the door. When he heard the commotion, he looked up and saw the tray in the eunuch’s hand. His pupils constricted, and he threw himself against the cell wall and shouted, “What are you doing? What are you doing?”

Qi Shou thought that he had misunderstood and explained kindly, ‘Your Highness, I’m here to send Lord Jing off.”

Hearing his words, Shangguan Yao’s eyes instantly turned red with anger.

“Nonsense, you’re spouting nonsense. Big Brother is Father’s son. How could

Father kill him? Did you say something to Father? Let me out. I want to see

Father!”

Song Jingchen looked at him quietly for a long time before continuing onwards. Seeing this, Qi Shou quickly followed.

“You’re not allowed to go. Come back here!” Shangguan Yao grabbed the wooden railing tightly with both hands. However, no matter how he shouted, there was no response. He could only watch as the few of them disappeared from his sight.

Shangguan Yao leaned against the cell wall and slowly slid down. He knelt on both knees and covered his face with his hands as he cried sadly. He cried and started to roar again, “Let me drink it. If Father insists on killing me, let me die for Big Brother!”

When his voice reached Shangguan Pu, he rubbed his temple helplessly. “That fool.’

Song Jingchen turned around and said to the three people who had followed him in, “Give me the wine. Please come in and check later.”

Qi Shou left with the other two.

“congratulations. unrortunatuy, you still naven•c rouna mm,” snangguan YU said and waved his hand. “Forget it, forget it. After today, it has nothing to do with me. Just don’t forget what you promised me.”

‘You don’t seem surprised at all.” Song Jingchen sat opposite him and put the tray aside.

He came today to rea.s.sure him. Although Shangguan Pu had committed a heinous crime, he didn’t like to break his promise.

Shangguan Pu sneered. “You were so loud that you woke me up. What’s there to be surprised about?”

Song Jingchen didn’t comment. He picked up the wine pot and poured the wine. Unexpectedly, Shangguan Pu reached out and s.n.a.t.c.hed the wine pot, drinking it.

Song Jingchen frowned and asked, “Do you have any last words?”

“Last words?” Shangguan Pu was slightly stunned. He gulped down a mouthful of wine and wiped his mouth indifferently with his sleeve. He smiled bitterly and said, “Does wishing to not be born into an imperial family in the next life count?”

He was the eldest son of the emperor. The empress only gave birth to the so-called legitimate son when he was six years old.

However, in the six years without a legitimate son, he had long been indoctrinated by Imperial Concubine Liu and the Liu family, and believed that this empire would be his in the future.

Shangguan Han had s.n.a.t.c.hed the position of the crown prince that should have belonged to him the moment he was born. Was it wrong for him to want to take back what belonged to him?

No, he did not think that he was in the wrong. At most, he felt that his skills were inferior.

The winner takes all. He could afford to lose!

However…

It was also true that he did not want to be born into the imperial family again.

A father was unkind, a son was unfilial, and a brother was disrespectful. Having a family like this was incredibly unpleasant.

Song Jingchen looked at the person in front of him and stood up. He thought for a moment and said, “If you have a benevolent heart, I think you’re more suitable to be an emperor than Ah Han.”

The fight for the throne meant a bloodbath. The Song family was in the vortex of power, so it was inevitable that they would be implicated.

Actually, even his grandfather knew that even without Shangguan Pu’s actions, the emperor would have found other opportunities to deal with them.

The guillotine had always been there. The person holding the guillotine was the emperor. He only lacked someone to push him from behind, and Shangguan Pu happened to play this role.

They were not on the same side to begin with. He did not want to criticize his actions, but he should not have attacked the commoners. If such a person really sat in that position, it would be the sorrow of the commoners.

Clearly, this was only a rational a.n.a.lysis. It was impossible not to hate Shangguan Pu. Song Jingchen was not a saint.

Shangguan Pu laughed out loud and bent down. A black line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. “I’ll take it as a compliment.” He lay down on his back and closed his eyes.

Song Jingchen brushed the gra.s.s off his robe and turned to leave.

“I’m sorry.”

Shangguan Pu’s voice sounded from behind.

Song Jingchen stopped in his tracks. He didn’t speak or turn around.

This apology was meaningless to anyone in the Song family.

What they really needed was the repentance of the emperor.

Outside the residence, Shen Yijia’s face was tense. Her entire body exuded the aura that she was not to be trifled with. “Don’t disturb me.” she thought..