"Three days ago, Prince Yong's Mansion suddenly sent someone to deliver a box to Yue Mansion. I was curious about it, so I opened the box secretly. Unexpectedly, what was inside was salt. At that time, I bumped into my father who was returning, and we started to get angry.
After the dispute, my father said that the salt seal was only temporarily placed at Yue's house and would be sent away in a few days, but who knows..."
There was a hint of choking in Yue Hong's voice, and the tears that had been in her eyes slowly flowed down.
"Prince Concubine, although my father is a minister, his achievements are all achieved through hard work on the battlefield. My father, he is really innocent."
Song Shuwan listened to her story without saying anything.
Time passed and Yue Hong gradually became silent. Didn’t the Crown Princess believe what she said?
After a moment, Song Shuwan raised her eyes slightly and said: "Whether Mr. Yue is innocent or not cannot be explained in a few words. Now that the Yue family is dead and scattered, Miss Yue must provide evidence if she wants the Yue family to be innocent.
Produce evidence that Yan Yin has nothing to do with the Yue family."
"But……"
Yue Hong wanted to speak eagerly, but she paused after only saying two words. She had no evidence, and she had no evidence at all to prove that the Yue family was innocent.
Seeing her lowering her head and saying nothing, Song Shuwan sighed secretly: "Miss Yue, go and rest first. The prince will find a solution for you regarding the Yue family."
Yue Hong pursed her lips, nodded for a long time, stood up and left.
At this time, Song Shuwan returned her attention to Baicao: "You said earlier that the jailer only allowed me to see Song Ren?"
Baicao nodded: "Yes."
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips: "Let's go and find the prince."
Half an hour later, the jailer nodded and bowed and welcomed Song Shuwan and Pei Huan into the prison.
"Prince, Crown Princess, it was all a misunderstanding before. We didn't do anything to your men. He is still fine."
While speaking, Song Shuwan saw Song Ren: "Song Ren."
Song Ren, who was leaning against the wall, raised his head and looked at the people who appeared, with shock on his face: "Prince, Crown Princess, what are you two doing..."
Song Shuwan raised her hand to signal Song Ren to be silent, and then turned to the jailer: "You just said it was a misunderstanding. Can we take this person away?"
An embarrassment flashed across the jailer's face: "It stands to reason that people can be taken away, but..."
"but what?"
Song Shuwan's calm eyes fell on the jailer's face, and a rhetorical question made the jailer lower his head.
At this time, another voice came: "He is not qualified to let him go."
Pei Huan frowned slightly. He couldn't see it, but he heard it clearly: "Prince Ning."
Prince Ning was dressed in white. When he heard Pei Huan's words, he unfolded the folding fan in his hand and said, "Prince Pei, we meet again."
Pei Huan's tone was cold: "The people who went to Cunshan Hall to cause trouble were arranged by Prince Ning, right?"
Prince Ning smiled, his eyes fell on Song Shuwan, and he said, "What did Prince Pei say? Does this king seem to be someone who does such boring things?"
"No one can predict Prince Ning's temperament."
Pei Huan stabbed him neither softly nor hard, and then asked the jailer to let him go: "If there is any problem, just let someone go to the Hou Mansion to find my son."
The jailer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Your Majesty, this is not a question of who to look for, but..."
The folding fan in Prince Ning's hand fell on his shoulder: "You don't even listen to what the God of War of Zhou said?"
With the words "Da Zhou War God", the jailer froze, and then opened the cell door hesitantly.
Song Shuwan, who had been silent for a long time, looked at this scene and frowned unconsciously. What did Prince Ning want to do? Why did he appear so strange, and his words and deeds were even stranger.
At this moment, she met a pair of sinister eyes with a smile.
Prince Ning asked: "The Crown Princess is looking at me like this, does she have some thoughts about me?"
Song Shuwan: "..."
After reacting, she twitched the corners of her lips and slowly retreated behind Pei Huan: "Men and women do not accept each other, so please be careful what you say, Prince Ning."
"Let's go."
Pei Huan opened his mouth and ignored Prince Ning.
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, motioned for Song Ren to follow, and pushed the wheelchair out. Unexpectedly, when she passed by King Ning, King Ning suddenly moved.
"The lady from the Yue family is at your place, right?"
The topic changed too quickly. Song Shuwan was slightly startled and asked in a calm tone: "Is this related to Prince Ning?"
"Generally speaking, it has nothing to do with me, but I am responsible for the private sale of salt."
Prince Ning walked slowly towards Song Shuwan, and suddenly an arm appeared sideways. He wrapped his arms around Song Shuwan's waist with great accuracy and pushed her to the side.
Pei Huan said: "What Prince Ning is responsible for has nothing to do with my wife. People's words are scary. It's better for Prince Ning to stay away from my wife, otherwise..."
He didn't finish what he said, but the murderous intention hidden in his words was very obvious.
Prince Ning looked at him condescendingly and sneered for a while: "Then let's see if Crown Prince Pei has the ability to keep me away."
If before, Prince Ning's interest in Song Shuwan was only hidden in the dark, now he showed it directly without giving an inch.
Pei Huan sounded annoyed, but Song Shuwan felt baffled. She and Prince Ning had never met each other a few times, so why did Prince Ning treat her differently? Could it be that she had a problem with her memory and had forgotten some things?
While Song Shuwan was thinking hard, everyone around her looked down and didn't dare to express her anger. They heard something they shouldn't have heard, so they wouldn't be silenced, right?
After a moment, Prince Ning left first.
Song Shuwan came to her senses, pushed Pei Huan, and left the prison with Song Ren.
On the carriage back home, no one spoke, and the atmosphere gradually became stagnant as time passed. It was not until the coachman's voice appeared that the stalemate was broken.
Pei Huan said calmly: "I don't care what you and Prince Ning had in the past, but you are now my Crown Princess. Don't ruin my reputation because of Prince Ning."
As soon as these words came out, Song Shuwan frowned: "I remember telling the prince that the first time Prince Ning and I met was in the Wen Mansion, and the prince was basically there every time we met. Under such circumstances, why should the prince
Suspect me?"
"Isn't Prince Ning's appearance enough to make me suspicious?"
Pei Huan dropped the question and called An Sanrui.
Song Shuwan watched the wheelchair go away, feeling angry in her heart.
"Prince Princess, are you okay?"
During Song Ren's concerned inquiry, Song Shuwan came back to her senses and reluctantly raised the corners of her lips: "It's okay. You should go back to the yard first. If anything happens, we'll talk about it later."
Song Ren hesitated to speak, but Song Shuwan had already left, so he could only stand there for a moment, and then returned to the yard.
"boom!"
Song Shuwan kicked the door open and took a few steps to Pei Huan: "I think there are some things that need to be explained clearly."
Pei Huan raised his eyes slightly: "If it's Prince Ning's business, then there's nothing wrong with us..."
Song Shuwan grabbed his collar and pulled him towards her: "Prince Ning and I have never had an old relationship, and we have never met before Wen Mansion. Pei Huan, if you suspect me, you can send someone to investigate, but if
It affects the transaction between you and me..."
She paused at this point and Song Shuwan tilted her head: "Then I don't mind curing you and then destroying you."