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In just a few breaths, Song Taipeng made his decision.
"Everyone, come here! Bind her up and throw her into the woodshed for some serious reflection!"
There were countless ways to torment a person, and it seemed that this time, she would never have the chance to escape.
Song Feiwan's gaze turned icy. "I'll ask you one last time: are you sure you want to choose her over me?"
Song Taipeng ignored her completely. "What are you still standing there for? With so many of you, can’t you handle just one person?"
The servants were urged on, rushing towards Song Feiwan like a swarm.
Dongzhi was frightened but instinctively stepped in front of Song Feiwan. "Don’t you dare touch my young lady!"
Unfortunately, she was outnumbered and was roughly pushed aside by the servants.
Holding the wooden box, Song Feiwan let out a cold and self-deprecating smile.
She had received the original memories and understood how desperately she longed for love and familial affection. For this reason, she endured her stepmother's harsh treatment, her siblings' bullying, and her father's neglect.
She studied hard, practiced calligraphy, and honed her skills in women's crafts, hoping that one day her family would recognize her efforts. Even when Xiao Yanling seduced her with sweet words, she considered whether marrying the Crown Prince would make them proud of her.
In her final moments, she even fantasized that these people would regret her death and mourn for her loss.
However, it became clear that the Song family held no place for her in their hearts; they didn’t even regard her as a person.
Since that was the case, what was there left to be polite about?
Repaying kindness with kindness? No, she would repay blood with blood and tooth for tooth!
Song Feiwan's cold gaze swept over everyone in the Song family:
"I gave you all a chance, but you didn’t cherish it. From now on, you are no longer my parents or sisters; you are my enemies. I will no longer hold back."
Song Shuyao felt a chill run down her spine at the sight of Song Feiwan, and she could only hide behind Li Shi to mock her.
"Good sister, even when death is looming, you still talk big? If I were you, I would kneel down and beg our parents for mercy. Maybe then you could suffer a little less."
Song Feiwan looked at her and smiled faintly. "Don't be in such a hurry; I'll be the first to deal with you."
Song Shuyao's expression changed, cursing her for being so unyielding in the face of danger.
Just as the servants were about to seize Song Feiwan, someone rushed in urgently. "Master! A message from the palace!"
Song Taipeng and the others' expressions shifted dramatically. "What?!"
He quickly straightened his appearance and, along with Li Shi and the others, respectfully asked, "Which noble person sent this message, and what does it say?"
"It’s from Noble Consort Rong!" The messenger glanced at Song Feiwan with suspicion before continuing, "The consort requests that Miss Song come to the palace for a meeting tomorrow!"
It was actually the mother of His Highness the Crown Prince, Noble Consort Rong, who held great favor in the palace!
Song Taipeng and the others were completely stunned, taking a moment to regain their composure before bowing to receive the decree.
They suddenly realized why Song Feiwan remained so calm; she must have anticipated that a noble person would summon her!
With this development, how could they dare to keep her locked up? If anything happened to her, Noble Consort Rong would make them pay dearly!
As Song Taipeng's expression darkened, Li Shi's eyes darted around before she cried out dramatically, "What a calamity! Song Feiwan has spoken recklessly and alarmed Noble Consort Rong; going to the palace means certain death!"
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