Song Shuwan and the man in the wheelchair looked at each other and took a step forward unconsciously.
"Prince."
As soon as those two words were spoken, Tang Wan'er suddenly broke free from the jailer's shackles and pinched Song Shuwan's neck.
"If Crown Prince Pei still wants the Crown Princess to survive, he will hand over everything related to Qingyun Mountain."
Song Shuwan did not expect that Tang Wan'er would take action at this time. After being controlled, her body was stiff and she did not dare to move at all.
"Tang Wan'er, what do you mean?"
Tang Wan'er smiled slightly: "I don't want to die, so I have to wrong the Crown Princess first. Don't worry, as long as Crown Prince Pei cooperates, I will never hurt the Crown Princess at all."
Song Shuwan frowned. She didn't believe Tang Wan'er. As for the things Tang Wan'er said related to Qingyun Mountain, she didn't think Pei Huan would hand it over.
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan said calmly: "He won't hand over the things. Instead of holding on to me, why don't you think about how you can escape unscathed if you do it here."
Tang Wan'er was stunned and subconsciously looked at King Yong.
At this moment, Pei Huan said: "She is right. I will not hand over what you want. Tang Wan'er, I can give you a second chance. Think carefully about who you want to follow."
The rain was still falling outside, and the sound of the rain made the surrounding atmosphere even more solemn. The jailers stood with their eyebrows lowered, as if they had not seen anything.
As time passed, Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair: "Tang Wan'er, have you made your choice?"
Tang Wan'er tightened her hand: "Prince Princess, I'm sorry."
Song Shuwan's expression changed, and the next moment, she felt suffocated, and her eyes suddenly turned black.
Pei Huan's face turned cold: "Kill her!"
As the words fell, a sharp sound broke through the air.
"puff--"
The sharp blade passed through her body. Tang Wan'er opened her eyes wide, and the strength in her hand disappeared instantly: "Pei Huan, you..."
An Yi pulled out the long sword and heard a "bang" sound. Tang Wan'er fell to the ground. Blood flowed on the ground and soon soaked the ground.
Song Shuwan touched her neck, shock flashed through her eyes, her lips opened and closed several times, but in the end she didn't say a word.
After a while, Pei Huan broke the silence: "Thank you, King Yong, for accompanying me today. I have written down the hospitality my wife received."
King Yong smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are too polite. It's just a small effort."
Pei Huan turned his wheelchair.
Song Shuwan saw this, stepped forward, and pushed the wheelchair past King Yong.
At the same time, An San appeared holding an umbrella: "Prince, Crown Princess, the carriage is already waiting outside the door."
After a while, Song Shuwan and Pei Huan got on the carriage.
In the silence, Song Shuwan said: "Why did Tang Wan'er go to the Dali Temple prison?"
Pei Huan tilted his head slightly: "I sent it in. She said that when you come out, you will give me the evidence."
Song Shuwan tightened her fingers: "Obviously, the prince was deceived by her."
Pei Huan chuckled: "Really? But, I have already obtained the evidence I want."
Song Shuwan was startled: "I got the evidence I wanted. What evidence is it?"
Pei Huan was speechless. He looked at Song Shuwan and suddenly approached her: "How much can you sacrifice for revenge?"
The extremely close distance made the two people's breaths intertwined. Song Shuwan blinked and moved her body back slightly: "What does the prince mean by this?"
"The wedding between Xie Youxing and the little princess will be held soon. Princess Jingyang, you should have seen her yesterday. What do you think about it?"
Song Shuwan was slightly startled: "What does the Crown Prince want to do?"
"Princess Jingyang has been in love with Xie Youxing for five years. She will not be willing to let Xie Youxing marry the little princess."
Song Shuwan frowned: "The prince wants me to get close to Princess Jingyang and let her ruin the wedding of the little princess and Xie Youxing?"
Pei Huan nodded and slowly leaned back in the wheelchair: "If the wedding between Prince Yong's Mansion and the little princess cannot happen, the Emperor will not let it happen."
Song Shuwan clenched her fingers: "So, will you send Princess Jingyang back to the capital?"
Pei Huan chuckled and corrected Song Shuwan: "I was not the one who sent Princess Jingyang back to the city, it was the emperor who brought her back."
"emperor?"
Song Shuwan repeated the two words and suddenly felt a stinging pain in her palms. When she lowered her head and looked down, she found that her fingers were clenched so tightly that she broke her palms.
Pei Huan noticed her palm and frowned slightly: "Are you afraid?"
Just four words instantly brought Song Shuwan back to her thoughts.
"The prince is joking, why should I be afraid? I just think it's funny. When Princess Jingyang left the capital, it was the emperor who facilitated it in order to gain military power. Now he has brought her back. It's simply..."
Having said this, Song Shuwan did not say any more.
But Pei Huan understood what she meant. The emperor's move was indeed funny, but it was also a last resort.
"Prince Yong is so ambitious that he must not keep the military power in his hands, so the emperor will take advantage of the opportunity to take it back. However, the emperor did not expect that I would have a hand in it."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips: "Speaking of which, what exactly do you want me to do? Just let Princess Jingyang ruin the wedding, so that you won't say the word sacrifice."
A smile flashed in Pei Huan's eyes: "You are right. Just ruining the wedding is not a sacrifice. I want you and the little princess to get into trouble together."
Song Shuwan: "..."
After a brief silence, she came to her senses: "You want to take away the little princess?"
"No, it was King Yong who wanted to hide the little princess."
Pei Huan corrected Song Shuwan again, which made Song Shuwan very uneasy.
"Can the Emperor really believe that King Yong wants to hide the little princess?"
"Tang Wan'er will implement this possibility."
Song Shuwan's eyes widened instantly: "Tang Wan'er? She wasn't just now..."
Pei Huan said calmly: "It's just fake death."
By this time, Song Shuwan was speechless. She thought Tang Wan'er was really dead.
"The sword An Yi struck just now went straight to her fatal point. How could she still be alive in such a situation?"
Pei Huan said pointedly: "Mr. Han is quite capable."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan fell into silence.
After that, both of them were silent and returned to the Hou Mansion in silence.
Not long after, Zhen Yuan led people into Qingfeng Courtyard, looked at Song Shuwan up and down, and then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was fine.
"It's okay. I heard that Tang Wan'er attacked you and was killed on the spot by Pei Huan's people?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "Yes."
"That Tang Wan'er is from King Yong, right? King Yong is really... trying every means to kill you."
Zhen Yuan touched his chin, and as he spoke, his expression became more thoughtful.
Song Shuwan smiled: "Miss Zhen, do you know where Princess Jingyang lives?"
Zhen Yuan was slightly startled: "Is the Crown Princess looking for something to do with her?"
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, and there were scars on her palms. The faint tingling sensation made her feel very calm.
"I have something I want to talk to Princess Jingyang about."