Chapter 125: 125, Punishment Chapter 125: 125, Punishment The members of the Song Family quickly received the news and gathered in the ancestral hall.
Song Yanxue knelt in the center of the hall, her face pale, her body trembling continuously. It was her first time facing such a situation; how could she not be afraid?
“Big brother, I think this matter must be strictly punished as a warning to others,” Song Xingquan said, looking at Mr. Song. He had disagreed with giving the quota to Song Yanxue when they initially received it.
“I agree with second brother,” Song Xinghua nodded in approval. He had inquired about the Emperor Realm, having heard that there was Immortality Medicine and many Martial Arts Secret Books there.
Initially, he had some hope for Song Yanxue; she had reached the intermediate level of the Emperor Realm so quickly. But this foolish girl had wasted the quota so quickly. Not to mention Immortality Medicine, she didn’t even obtain a single secret book. Now, getting another chance to enter the Emperor Realm was as difficult as reaching the skies. He would not be lenient with Song Yanxue.
Yang Xin’er looked sympathetically at Song Yanxue kneeling on the ground. She wanted to speak up, but she had no right to speak in this place.
Mr. Song looked at Song Yanxue, his eyes filled with complex emotions. “Punish Song Yanxue with ten lashes and expel her from Beijing, not allowing her to step into Beijing for ten years.”
“Grandpa!” Song Yanxue raised her head, looking at Mr. Song in disbelief. Wasn’t Grandpa the one who loved her the most? How could he be so ruthless?
“Father!” Yang Xin’er couldn’t help but speak, trying to plead for Song Yanxue.
“Anyone who pleads will be punished together,” Mr. Song’s tone was indisputable.
Yang Xin’er could only close her mouth, watching Song Yanxue silently cry. Xiao Xue was her daughter; seeing her punished felt like her heart was being cut, yet she could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything.
Song Yan Ning was unaware of what was happening in the Song Family, and even if she knew, she wouldn’t care. Apart from the surname Song, she had no relation to the Song Family.
“Grandpa, Grandma, let’s go,” Song Yan Ning said, carrying a small bag and emerging from the house with Xiang.
Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang nodded, looking back reluctantly at the courtyard, their eyes filled with reluctance. Leaving this time, they didn’t know if they would ever return.
Reaching the parasol tree, Li Meixiang touched it gently. If possible, she really wanted to take this tree with her, but she knew that was just fantasy. She was actually content that the tree was well-planted here.
Li Meixiang withdrew her hand and smiled at Song Yan Ning, Yang Lisheng, and Xiang. “Let’s go.” Since the decision was made, they had to let go, luckily the courtyard was still theirs now.
As they opened the gate, they saw Qin Yushen, who was about to knock.
“Xiao Shen, why have you come?” Li Meixiang smiled at Qin Yushen. She liked this child very much. This time, coming to Beijing, he had helped them a lot; without him, this courtyard, and that parasol tree, she would never have seen again.
“Grandpa Yang, Grandma Yang, I came to take you to the train station,” Qin Yushen stepped forward, taking the small bag from Song Yan Ning’s hands. Originally, his mother also wanted to come, but she couldn’t get away from the company work.
“We can just take a taxi; there’s no need to trouble you,” Yang Lisheng felt somewhat guilty; the Qin Family had helped them a lot since they came to Beijing.
“No trouble, I’m on summer break and have nothing to do at home,” Qin Yushen walked up to Song Yan Ning and stood beside her. “Xiao Ning, call me when you get back.” He had specially switched to a new phone number that only she could dial.
“Mhm,” Song Yan Ning nodded.
“Good!” Qin Yushen patted Song Yan Ning on the head and pulled her hand, walking toward the end of the alley.
Song Yan Ning wanted to withdraw her hand, but after thinking about it, she let it be. After all, she and Qin Yushen wouldn’t see each other often in the future. They had held hands before, so one more time didn’t matter.
Watching Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen holding hands, Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang exchanged smiles and followed the pair.
Qin Yushen instructed the driver to drop them off at the train station’s square, then exited the car and approached the group. “Let me take you inside.” His family had already spoken to the train station, arranging a VIP room for Xiao Ning and her family.
“That’s not necessary; we can enter by ourselves. There’s security and all that; it would be troublesome for you to go in,” Yang Lisheng said, smiling. He appreciated Xiao Shen’s kindness, but he wouldn’t be able to enter without a train ticket.
Qin Yushen smiled and took the small bag from Song Yan Ning, taking her hand again. “Grandpa Yang, Grandma Yang, just follow me.”
Yang Lisheng chuckled helplessly, pulling Li Meixiang along as they followed Qin Yushen and Song Yan Ning. Since Xiao Shen said so, he must have made arrangements.
Qin Yushen escorted Song Yan Ning and her family to the VIP room. “The train doesn’t leave for a while; you can rest here for a bit. When it’s time, the train conductor will come to get you.”
“Is this really a waiting room?” Li Meixiang looked around the VIP room, which not only had a sofa, a massage chair, and a television but also a buffet. It wasn’t that she was inexperienced; it was just that this was unlike any waiting room she had seen.
“Yes, Grandma Yang, the platform is just outside, you can board the train ahead of others,” Qin Yushen smiled.
“Xiao Shen, come visit us in Yang City when you have time,” Yang Lisheng picked up a newspaper from a nearby shelf.
“Grandpa Yang, I will,” Qin Yushen smiled, looking at Song Yan Ning and winked. With her in Yang City, he would definitely visit.
Song Yan Ning stuck out her tongue and made a face at Qin Yushen.
Qin Yushen couldn’t help but laugh, moving to the side to pour some tea for Li Meixiang and Yang Lisheng.
“I can do it myself,” Li Meixiang took the tea. The more she saw of Xiao Shen, the more she liked him. He was polite and respectful to elders, and most importantly, he was nice to Xiao Ning, not minding her appearance. It’s a pity the two kids were still young, otherwise, she would definitely marry Xiao Ning to Xiao Shen.
Qin Yushen poured another cup and offered it to Song Yan Ning. “Do you want some fruit? I can get it for you.”
Song Yan Ning shook her head, smiling. “Aren’t you going to drink?”
“I’m not thirsty,” Qin Yushen sat down beside Song Yan Ning, smiling as he looked at her. His main intent was to talk to her, as after she returned to Yang City, apart from possibly seeing each other in the Emperor Realm, he didn’t know when they’d meet again.
Song Yan Ning took a sip of her tea. “I probably won’t go there in the next few days,” she said, planning to refine the brush pen when she got back.