Han Sanzhen squinted his eyes, and his gaze on Pei Huan was full of scrutiny.
After a while, he turned his head and said, "Try to find a way to make her take in the few moonflowers I gave you before."
Pei Huan raised his eyes with a thoughtful look on his face: "Mr. Han is really concerned about Wan'er."
Han Sanzhen snorted coldly and walked away with a cane.
Silence fell in the room.
After a while, Song Shuwan said: "Mr. Han..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Pei Huan: "I don't blame him. The hand he saved is the key to breaking the current situation. It's very good."
Song Shuwan: "..."
Tang Wan'er should not be the only one Mr. Han wants to kill. Pei Huan's statement "I won't blame him" seems hypocritical.
However, Pei Huan didn't openly quarrel with him, so there was no need for her to remind him.
The two of them moved the topic in a tacit understanding and talked about the little princess.
Pei Huandao: "Mr. Han is currently treating the little princess. As long as nothing goes wrong with the little princess, the emperor will fulfill the engagement soon. By then, I will leave the capital for a while."
Song Shuwan tilted her head: "What else is the prince going to investigate?"
"Something... that can confirm King Yong's crime."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and asked, "Do you want me to go with you?"
"No, just stay in the capital and I will arrange some things for you."
After a while, Pei Huan left.
Song Shuwan walked to the window and looked up. Dark clouds came from nowhere in the sky, and the wind came with a coolness. In an instant, the sky and the earth were darkened.
Baicao pushed the door open and walked in: "Prince Fei, Fei Yuan's injury has almost healed. If you go out recently, please take Fei Yuan with you."
Song Shuwan nodded: "I understand, Baicao, is Ding Cun back?"
Baicao lowered his eyes: "Not yet, the prince's side seems to be..."
"No need to say more, I just want an answer."
Hearing this, Baicao stopped talking.
Time passed and the next day came. Song Shuwan was washing up when she saw Fei Yuan jumping in from the window.
"Prince Princess, my servant is here."
Song Shuwan raised her eyes, looked at it for a moment and then asked: "The wound is not fully healed yet, is it?"
Fei Yuan frowned: "It's just a small injury. It won't affect this slave. It's the Crown Princess. I heard this..."
Song Shuwan raised her hand: "He is just an ungrateful white-eyed wolf. Even if he is beaten to avenge his injustice, he is nothing to be afraid of."
"Yeah?"
The sudden sound startled several people in the room. Song Shuwan turned around and saw that the closed door was kicked open, followed by several officers and soldiers breaking in.
Fei Yuan was about to leave through the window without even thinking about it. Unexpectedly, in the next moment, there were several more officers and soldiers outside the window, who happened to stop her.
Song Shuwan looked around, her eyes fell behind the officers and soldiers, and she slowly said: "Prince Yong."
Yes, it was King Yong who broke in with his officers and soldiers.
King Yong put one hand behind his back and looked at Song Shuwan like he was looking at an ant: "Song Shuwan, the daughter of the guilty minister, do you know your sin?"
Song Shuwan's eyes narrowed slightly and she walked slowly to the door: "What a sentence about the guilty minister's daughter. Is there any evidence for what Prince Yong said?"
"I dare to say it, and of course there is evidence. But before that, you have to go somewhere with me."
As King Yong finished speaking, several officers and soldiers pressed down on Song Shuwan's shoulders.
Baicao and Feiyuan wanted to take action, but were surrounded by other officers and soldiers.
King Yong said in a cold tone: "If you dare to take action today, I will kill her here. If you don't believe it, you can try it."
Baicao and Feiyuan froze, and there were two long knives on their necks at the same time.
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes. If King Yong dared to do this, it must be because Pei Huan was not in the palace. As for the so-called daughter of the guilty minister... she wanted to see if King Yong could really produce evidence to prove her identity.
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan asked Baicao and Feiyuan not to move: "I will go with Prince Yong and see how Prince Yong can convince me."
King Yong glanced at her, turned around and left.
Less than half an hour later, Song Shuwan was pushed into the prison of Dali Temple by officers and soldiers. As soon as she turned around, there was Duan Cheng, a young minister of Dali Temple, beside King Yong.
The eyes of the two parties met, and Song Shuwan adjusted her sleeves slowly: "Your Majesty knows that I am not guilty. Are Prince Yong and Master Duan doing this to disobey the Emperor?"
Duan Cheng snorted coldly: "Stop using those principles to pressure people. In front of Prince Yong, you are just an ordinary woman. Oh, no, you are not an ordinary woman. You are the daughter of a guilty minister and should be beheaded in public!"
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Duan, the government relies on evidence when handling cases. Before you can produce evidence to prove that I am the daughter of the guilty minister, pay attention to the last word of every word you say, otherwise..."
She didn't finish what she said, but the threat in her words made Duan Cheng furious.
"You are so presumptuous. Do you think this is the Marquis Mansion? Can Pei Huan still protect you? Let me tell you, Pei Huan was sent out of the capital last night. Even if he knew that you were arrested, he would not be able to come back.
save you!"
It turned out that her guess was correct. King Yong dared to lead people into Qingfengyuan because Pei Huan was not there, but he was leaving the capital?
Song Shuwan tilted her head slightly and said calmly: "Mr. Duan, are you sure he has been sent out of the capital?"
Duan Cheng frowned: "What do you mean..."
"Back off."
King Yong interrupted Duan Cheng's words. Duan Cheng did not dare to offend, and immediately retreated behind King Yong after saluting.
In the stagnant atmosphere, King Yong slowly spoke: "Everyone says that the Crown Princess of Dingyuanhou Mansion is sharp-tongued and eloquent. It turned out to be true when I saw her today, but... I am not someone else, and your threat is very harmful to me.
It's useless, it will only hasten your death."
King Yong's calm tone was filled with murderous intent, and his eyes were like looking at ants, which made Song Shuwan feel cold in her heart. King Yong wanted to kill her.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, followed by several people appearing behind King Yong.
Song Shuwan took a closer look and found that it was Zhen Yuan who came.
"Hey, isn't this the famous Prince Yong? I heard that Prince Yong had handed over military power for the sake of Princess Jingyang. I also said that Prince Yong had lost his fighting spirit and could only live inactive in Prince Yong's mansion. I didn't expect that Prince Yong could still do anything.
Using his identity to go to the Dali Temple prison to show off his power is truly astonishing."
Zhen Yuan spoke provocatively, and when he arrived in front of King Yong, his eyes looked at him with a hint of disdain.
King Yong looked at her indifferently: "You are a little girl from a general's palace. Who gave you the courage to provoke this king?"
Zhen Yuan frowned: "Of course it was Prince Yong who gave me the confidence. Prince Yong..."
"How dare you, who allowed you to enter Dali Temple? Is this how the General's Mansion teaches rules?"
Duan Cheng suddenly jumped out, pointed at Zhen Yuan and mentioned the General's Mansion.
The next moment, Zhen Yuan was in front of him, raised his leg and kicked Duan Cheng away.
"Young Minister of Dali Temple, are you? Tell me, if I beat you to death today, will the emperor punish me?"