Bondage

"You...is what you said true?"

When Jiang's mother heard this, her eyes went dark, and she couldn't stand up any longer and fell backwards. Lin Jiayue held her tightly but was also dragged to the ground due to her inconvenience.

She hated Mother Jiang's appearance of pretending to be dizzy and limp after something happened, Lin Jiayue said anxiously, "Don't be dizzy, you want Concubine Jiang and Master Hou to die in Suhe to be reconciled?"

"When is it now, it's time for you to do something."

Lin Jiayue pulled him up angrily, Jiang Mu cried and said, "I want to enter the palace, I want to enter the palace and ask the Holy Majesty why he treats Yi'er like this? My Chengyang Marquis Mansion has been in for a hundred years..."

With a snap, Lin Jiayue slapped Mother Jiang's face hard.

"Are you awake? Entering the palace? You enter the palace now, do you think you can come out alive?"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, Lin Jiayue stretched out her hand and slapped her hard twice.

"The emperor made it clear that he wanted to vent his anger on Princess Nanqing with the Marquis Mansion. Isn't there not enough people that you send to your door because you hate death?"

Jiang's mother seemed to be awakened by the patting, and the consciousness in her eyes slowly recovered: "You are right, I can't enter the palace, so what can I do?"

"You post the post, I want to see Song Wan."

"What's the use of seeing her?"

Lin Jiayue gritted her teeth: "The Song family is useful, Song Fu is useful, and Song Lan'an is useful."

"Song Wan is in the East Palace. If the crown prince dies, the future of the Song family will be reduced to ashes. They will definitely find a way to send troops to save the prince. With the support they send, Lord Hou will have more hope of survival."

"I can't delay any longer, I want to see Song Wan now."

Mother Jiang nodded: "I will post the post now."

She hurried out, and just took two steps and said: "Why don't we go directly to Song Lan'an?"

"The crown prince is not the only one who can inherit the great treasure. If you go directly to Song Lan'an, what if he hides the matter from you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and write. Song Wan will find a way to get the Song family to contribute."

Mother Jiang slapped her face fiercely, forcing herself to calm down, but when she picked up the pen, she said: "I can't see Song Wan directly, I can't enter the palace."

Her eyes were flushed, and even her lips were a little stiff.

"If what you said is true, someone must be staring at the Hou's mansion, but you are different, you are just a concubine, I will help you write a post to Lu Liangyuan."

"The Lu family has a bit of a relationship with our house. I wrote a post to you as my aunt, and said that I want you to enter the palace to give her some things. After entering the palace, you can ask the daughter of the Lu family to do it for you. Introduce Song Wan."

"That kid is a fool and won't doubt."

Jiang's mother quickly wrote down a few words, and then ordered the family to prepare some food and cloth and send it to the palace.The two of them waited in the mansion for a long time but did not receive any news.

Lin Jiayue said in a hoarse voice, "Will the palace be under martial law and no one is allowed to enter or leave?"

"will not."

Mother Jiang clutched the veil tightly: "Sudden martial law in the palace will arouse suspicion from others. Now the Holy Majesty will try his best to maintain the status quo on the surface and will not do anything to scare the snake away."

The two waited for a long time, and news came from the palace that Lu Liangyuan had asked Lin Jiayue to meet him in the palace.

Lin Jiayue stood up and was about to go out, but Mother Jiang said, "Wipe the tears off your face, you will smile more when you see people, and be sweeter so that no one will see anything."

Lin Jiayue nodded, and just as she was about to leave, Jiang's mother suddenly choked up and said, "It's up to you whether Yi'er can come back safely, and you must remember to ask Song Wan more, if she bears a grudge against me, I will enter the palace in person when Yi'er comes back tomorrow." Make amends to her."

"Even if it's crawling or kneeling, it's fine."

"She will rescue Lord Hou, I believe in her, she will."

After Lin Jiayue finished speaking, she strode out.

Lu Youyun was still guessing what happened to the grandmother who appeared out of nowhere, when she saw Lin Jiayue was brought in from outside the courtyard with a big belly by the eunuch.

"You are heavy, and it is really hard for you to send me something."

Greeting Lin Jiayue in with a smile, Lu Youyun sat on the chair and stopped talking.Lin Jiayue didn't have time to greet her, so she cut to the chase and said, "To tell the truth from Lu Liangyuan, I entered the palace today to ask to see Song Chenghui."

"Song Chenghui?"

Lin Jiayue nodded: "The two of us had a relationship before. The second master in my family had a younger sister. Song Chenghui once promised to help the girls in the family to look after their marriage. Now that the girls are old, I have seen several families and want to ask her to help. palm eye."

"That's what happened."

Lu Youyun's mind is pure, and she knew about Song Wan's relationship with Chengyanghou Mansion, so she didn't want to turn around and ask Yinghong to come to Yi Pavilion to inquire.

While waiting, Lin Jiayue's face froze with laughter, and Song Wan came slowly.

"Song Chenghui."

Song Wan showed a gentle smile: "Why are you here today?"

Perhaps because of the stable pregnancy, Lin Jiayue was much plumper than last time, and she no longer looked sickly and delicate.The two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, and when they saw each other again, Song Wan felt a little joy of seeing an old friend by chance.

Seeing Song Wan, Lin Jiayue quickly stood up and grabbed her wrist with all her might.

Her strength was very strong, and Song Wan saw that Lin Jiayue seemed to be smiling but actually had tears in her eyes, full of prayers.

She frowned slightly, and then said with a smile: "There is a small pavilion in Youyun's courtyard, where should we sit? It has a wide view, and you can feel more comfortable if you breathe in it."

With a wide field of vision, no one could eavesdrop, Lin Jiayue nodded hurriedly and led the person out.

"Today, I'm going to borrow Lu Liangyuan's expensive place to meet an old friend. I don't know if I can ask Youyun to prepare some snacks for the two of us?"

"What's the trouble? I eat a lot here."

Lu Youyun smiled: "You two go talk first, and I'll come as soon as I go."

Song Wan smiled slightly, and pulled Lin Jiayue out of the yard.

When they reached the courtyard, Song Wan asked Hengzhi to fetch a cushion and cloak for Lin Jiayue.After sending everyone away, she said softly, "What happened to you?"

Lin Jiayue shook her head: "It's not me, it's the prince and Jiang Xingjian."

Listening to Song Wan about what Jiang's mother had said, Lin Jiayue continued: "The letter also said that Qin Zhan was dead and King Ning ascended the throne..."

"What should we do now? It's been so long now, are they still alive?"

Hearing this, Song Wan felt as if someone had poured cold water from head to toe, and the chill spread from the bottom of his heart to his fingertips.

She grabbed the hem of the skirt and took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.After a while, Song Wan said in a deep voice: "It should be fine, at least King Ning doesn't know the situation of Suhe now, which means Qin Rao's troops are being held back."

She knew that Jiang Xingjian had a private soldier in his hands, and now it seemed that this private soldier must have held Qin Rao back.

Song Wan said: "This matter needs to be known to the world as soon as possible."

Both of them had red eyes, but they knew that now was not the time to cry, so they suppressed their tears.

"Only when everyone knows about it, the Holy Majesty will be forced to send troops to support it under pressure from the court."

"If he is not driven to a desperate situation, he will definitely not take any action. Instead, he will devote all his efforts to erasing the traces of this matter, in order to write unwarranted achievements in history."

"Jiayue..."

Song Wan's eyes were firm: "I need your help."