A few days ago, when Old Madam Song came to the General's Mansion to pick up Song Yu'er, her maid Qiu Kui came along, and Meng Zhanting recognized her.

"What's the matter?"

"Vice Commander Meng, the Third Miss has been taken away by the Prefect of the Capital. The Old Madam requests your assistance in rescuing her," Qiu Kui said.

"Why did the Prefect of the Capital take Yu'er away?" Meng Zhanting asked anxiously.

"It's the second young lady, it's her..."

"Is it Song Siyao?" Meng Zhanting didn't even wait for Qiu Kui to finish speaking before giving an expression that said he knew everything.

"I knew it was her! She's still up to no good. Does she think she can make me fall in love with her and bring her back by using such tricks? She's dreaming!"

Meng Zhanting looked at Qiu Kui and said, "Go and tell the old lady that I will definitely bring Yu'er back safely."

"Yes, Deputy Commander." Qiu Kui suddenly realized that the Second Miss was unwilling to forgive the Third Miss because she still wanted to return to the General's Mansion.

She must report this news to the old lady when she gets back, so that the old lady can teach Song Siyao a lesson and make her give up on this idea.

Meng Zhanting didn't even bother with his duty; he got into his carriage and headed straight for the yamen.

After Chen Jiang brought Song Yu'er and Qiezi back to the yamen, Qiezi was given twenty strokes of the cane and imprisoned. She will spend the next ten years in prison.

Song Yu'er was given ten strokes of the cane and imprisoned for ten days.

When Meng Zhanting arrived at the yamen, Song Yu'er had already been flogged and imprisoned.

"Sir, Deputy Commander Meng has arrived," the yamen runner reported.

Chen Jiang frowned. Although the affair between Meng Zhanting and Song Siyao was not common knowledge in the capital, he, as the Prefect of the Capital, knew some of it.

"Let him in."

Meng Zhanting entered the hall and said, "Greetings, Lord Chen."

"What business does Deputy Commander Meng have with me?" Chen Jiang asked, knowing the answer already.

“Lord Chen, I heard you brought Miss Song here. She is innocent. I believe her. It must have been Song Siyao who framed her. That’s why I divorced Song Siyao. She’s resentful and knows that I’m in love with Miss Song. This is her revenge.” Meng Zhanting’s official rank was not as high as Chen Jiang’s, so he spoke more politely.

"Bring the evidence and confessions to Deputy Commander Meng," Chen Jiang said coldly.

The bailiff handed the case file to Meng Zhanting, who quickly skimmed through it.

He already knew the whole story, but he dared not face it, dared not believe it, and did not want to believe it.

"This is fake, sir. Yu'er is kind, innocent, and always considers others. She is different from ordinary women. She could never do such a vicious thing..."

"Deputy Commander Meng!" Chen Jiang interrupted Meng Zhanting, "I judge cases based solely on evidence. It's all in black and white, the evidence is irrefutable, yet you claim it's fake?"

Meng Zhanting was speechless. He knew in his heart that Chen Jiang was a judge who would not use torture to extract confessions and was not afraid of powerful people. He was known as Chen Qingtian by the people.

Therefore, Song Yu'er did indeed do the things listed in the case file; she wasn't as kind as he imagined.

how could be?

How could he be wrong?

"Lord Chen, I want to see Miss Song San." Meng Zhanting wanted to ask Song Yu'er in person.

Chen Jiang did not refuse, "Take Deputy Commander Meng with you." Let him see what a mistake it was to fall for Song Yu'er and abandon Song Siyao.

Yesterday, he met Song Siyao for the first time. He admired her calmness, intelligence, keenness, decisiveness, and pride. She was the most unique woman he had ever met.

Meng Zhanting was able to see Song Yu'er in prison as he had hoped.

Song Yu'er hadn't slept all night and had been beaten with a cane. Now, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was messy, and she looked exhausted and extremely disheveled.

Meng Zhanting felt a pang of heartache. He grasped Song Yu'er's hands and said, "Yu'er, you've suffered so much. How could they be so cruel as to torture you like this?"

For a pampered young lady like Song Yu'er, ten strokes of the cane almost killed her.

"Brother Ting, I need to get out. Please help me get out."

The prison was filthy and smelly; she didn't want to stay there a moment longer.

"Yu'er, I just read the case file. It says that you instructed the maid to set fire to frame Song Siyao. Is that true?" Meng Zhanting asked.

"You don't believe me?" Song Yu'er asked.

"Of course I believe you, otherwise I wouldn't have come here to see you."

Meng Zhanting felt a little guilty, "But the case file has it all in black and white..."

"Yes, I did it, but do you know why I did it?" Song Yu'er knew that this matter could not be kept secret.

"Why?" Meng Zhanting asked.

“For you, Brother Ting, I did all this for you.” Song Yu’er explained through tears, “I heard at the ancestral hall that you were beaten by Song Siyao. I felt sorry for you and wanted to avenge you, so I came up with this plan.”

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhanting's heart softened instantly. He knew that Song Yu'er was still as kind as he had imagined.

She loved him, she felt sorry for him, and she did all of this for him.

Then what right do I have to blame her?

"Yu'er, I have my own ways to get revenge on Song Siyao for hitting me. You don't need to worry about it. You just need to wait quietly for me to marry you. I don't want you to suffer any harm."

Meng Zhanting was moved, felt guilty and remorseful, and felt that he had failed to protect Song Yu'er.

"Brother Ting, don't say that. I'm going to be your wife. I love you and I'm willing to do anything for you." Song Yu'er confessed her love.

“What have I, Meng Zhanting, done to deserve you? You are the most precious gift God has given me. I swear, in this life I will only love you.”

Meng Zhanting pulled Song Yu'er into his arms and held her tightly.

“Brother Ting, I still have to stay in jail for ten more days. Wait for me, and we can meet in ten days.”

"I can't wait even a day longer, Yu'er. Don't worry, I will definitely get you out of here," Meng Zhanting said confidently.

Song Yu'er shook her head, "Brother Ting, no, Lord Chen is impartial and incorruptible. Don't offend him for my sake. It's not worth it. For you, I am willing to be punished. I don't regret anything I've done."

The more she said this, the more moved Meng Zhanting became.

"Yu'er, stop talking. Wait for me. Even if it offends Lord Chen, I will get you out of here!"

After comforting Song Yu'er, Meng Zhanting got up and left the cell.

As Song Yu'er watched Meng Zhanting's retreating figure, a slow smile crept onto her lips.

Song Siyao, look, the man who doesn't care about you holds me in the palm of his hand, and would live and die for me.

In this respect, Song Siyao, you will never be able to surpass me.

Song Siyao slept on the big, soft bed until she naturally woke up.

"Miss, you're awake." Hongshao said with a smile.

Song Siyao asked, "What time is it?"

"It's noon," Hong Shao said. "I've prepared your favorite chicken porridge and braised meat for you. Would you like to get up and try some?"

"it is good."

Song Siyao planned to give Shen Pei acupuncture after finishing her meal.

"Miss, I've just found out some information." At that moment, Yu Xiang entered.

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