Bondage

After talking with Shang Rong, Song Wan gathered several people from the East Palace together, and told the whole story and his conjectures with Shang Rong one by one, except that he didn't mention the words of killing the king.

Unexpectedly, Qi Qingling, who had just recovered her body and hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said: "In this way, the Holy Majesty will not easily send troops."

She touched her uneven cheeks, and said in a depressed tone, "If the crown prince can't return to the capital, we people in the Eastern Palace will not end well."

After Qi Qingling was seriously injured by Qin Rao, her temper was much more gloomy than before. Everyone was careful to protect her, but seeing her dejected appearance now could not help but feel distressed.

Just as Lu Youyun wanted to comfort her, she heard Qi Qingling say, "If you are holy..."

She squeezed the handkerchief: "If the Holy Majesty insists on this, we need to find a way so that he can't hold the prince back."

Song Wan and Shang Rong looked at each other, and they kept their brows together in silence.

But Lu Youyun panicked and said: "How can the Holy One not drag the prince back? Could it be that we can still overturn the sky and force the palace?"

"The dead don't hold back."

Looking back and forth from Song Wan, Shang Rong and Qi Qingling, Zhao Nanzhang murmured after a while.

"First spread the news to the palace, and we will slowly figure out the rest."

Wu Xixiang took a pen and paper, and quickly wrote down a letter with an unclear meaning. Even Shang Rong couldn't see the deep meaning in that letter.

Zhao Nanzhang also imitated the example, and soon handed over the news that he wanted to pass home to Shang Rong.

Several people moved, only Lu Youyun's face turned red, and after a while there were tears in his eyes.Zhang Baozhen watched from the side, and stepped forward to comfort him silently.

The two of them are not favored by the family, and due to various reasons, they are unable to help in these important matters.

Don't say that they have no news to spread at all, even if they spread it home, no one will pay attention to it.

The two bit their lips, feeling very disappointed that they could not help Dong Gong.

"You two don't need to do this, there will be things that need help in the future."

Shang Rong spoke lightly, convincing as always.

"Did Song Chenghui tell Concubine Yun about this?"

Song Wan shook her head: "It's not too late, I'm going to tell my aunt now."

In Changxin Palace, Song Yuning was holding the embroidered blessing scarf and pursing her lips tightly.

Her face was pale with anger, and when Song Wan said that Jiang Man was secretly sent to Qin Rao's hands to be tortured to death, she couldn't help but twitch her eyelids.

When Song Wan talked about her speculation and Emperor Wen Hui's deployment to Shaanxi, she finally couldn't help but ran to the washstand with her lips pressed, and vomited.

Perhaps there was nothing in her stomach, and Song Yuning would feel much more comfortable after spitting out a few mouthfuls of clear water.

Song Wan was stunned when she saw this, but Song Yuning sneered and said, "Don't think too much, aunt is just disgusted by Shen Congyi and can't stand it."

After blinking to force back the bitterness in her eyes, she held Song Wan's hand for a long time without saying a word.

She was just a little girl when she entered the palace, although she knew that she entered the palace to pave the way for the clan, but when she got along with Shen Congyi, she was really moved.

At that time, she was just a teenage, naive and naive person, Shen Congyi used to be a little girl in her boudoir to coax women into her arms, how could she not be tempted?

He is her husband, she gave birth to Qianbai for him, how could she remain indifferent all year round?

Thinking of this, Song Yuning bent down and vomited again.

Even now that the love between the two is lost, Song Yuning never thought that one day, she would hate Shen Congyi so much.

Although she knew that he was cowardly in the past, she just thought that he was scared out of his wits and cowardly by nature, never thought that he was so unbearable!

"Wan'er, you go back to the East Palace."

After Song Yuning purged her mouth, she called Caiji to escort Song Wan, but Song Wan was forcibly sent away by Song Yuning when she refused.

After Song Wan left, Song Yuning said: "Changping, go and find Qianbai, I have something to tell him."

When Shen Qianbai appeared, there was still a silver mask on his face, Song Yuning waved to him: "Come here and let my concubine take a look."

"What happened to the concubine?"

Standing beside Song Yuning, Shen Qianbai was already about the same height as her. The Shen family members all had good looks. If Shen Qianbai's appearance hadn't been ruined, he would still be a handsome young man now.

Lovingly stretching out her hand to Shen Qianbai's cheek, Song Yuning said: "Concubine Jiang is gone, and was secretly sent to Qin Rao by your father. I heard that she died in a miserable state."

"Father..."

Shen Qianbai had a look of disbelief.

Of all the princes in the court, only Shen Qianbai was loved by Emperor Wen Hui.He was brought up by Emperor Wen Hui as the crown prince since he was a child, and he was also the only prince who was held in the arms of Emperor Wen Hui and learned the art of emperor with him.

In Shen Qianbai's heart, although his father is not the most holy and wise, he is also a monarch who cultivates internal affairs, works diligently and loves the people.

How could he trust his father to do such an inferior thing?

Shen Qianbai was still in a daze, but Song Yuning told Song Wan everything.

"My concubine needs you to leave the palace today and go to the Song Mansion to find Song Lan'an. You should tell him everything for my concubine, and stay in the Song mansion and don't go back to the palace."

"What does the concubine want to do?"

"Do what a concubine should do."

After finishing speaking, Song Yuning called Changping and asked him to take Shen Qianbai out of Changxin Palace.

And she herself found the small kitchen, and brought out the warming soup that the third prince had simmered for a long time at night.

After today, Emperor Wen Hui will definitely be cast aside by all the people, and the impeachment of important officials in the court can also bend his spine for life.After tonight, with his temperament, he will definitely shrink back into his shell and never come out of the harem again.

So she ran out of time, and she couldn't let Emperor Wen Hui make a heinous mistake and use the whole of Dongning to bet on his fame.

Carrying the holding box, Song Yuning went to the emperor's bedroom and waited for the eunuch to communicate.

"How did you come here?"

Seeing Song Yuning, Emperor Wen Hui smiled and looked very happy.

"Qianbai mentioned the Holy Majesty today, and my concubines came to see you."

Her tone was neither salty nor weak, and she looked unhappy, but Emperor Wen Hui was not surprised.

Now that he is getting older, he likes Song Yuning's temperament more and more.

"Is the injury on Qianbai's face better?"

Song Yuning paused when she heard the words, glared at him and put the food in the holding box on the table without looking good.

"Has the Holy Majesty used the meal? If you have used it, the concubine will take it away so as not to hinder your eyes."

As she said that, she was about to put the soup cup in her hand into the holding box, but seeing that Emperor Wen Hui hadn't answered, Song Yuning said indifferently: "Looks like she used it with Concubine Jiang."

"Have you ever used it? I am hungry."

He is in a good mood recently, so he is willing to coax these women in the harem three points.

"Thanks a lot."

Taking the soup bowl from Song Yuning, Emperor Wen Hui sat down to eat with her.

Seeing her scoop out a spoonful of hot soup from the soup cup and drink it first as usual, Emperor Wen Hui began to drink it in one gulp.