The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The prison of the Zongren Mansion was silent, and the candlelight jumped, illuminating the old prince's face that was suddenly green and white.

The old prince was in a bitter heart. At that time, he was thinking about expressing Shangguanpu's crimes and begging for himself. How could he pay so much attention?

By the time he found out that something was wrong, it was too late, and the people hiding in the dark didn't even give him a chance to call someone and knocked him unconscious.

When he woke up again, he held a dagger full of blood in his hand, and what he heard was Shangguanpu's voice calling for the imperial physician.

And not far from him, the emperor was lying in a pool of blood without knowing his life or death.

Immediately afterwards, he was accused of assassinating the emperor, no matter how much he complained, no one listened.

He is also very aggrieved, okay?

Not only was he aggrieved, he was also angry. How could he do so much for King Jing, and he was the first to operate on him.

If he had doubts about Song Jingchen's analysis before, he now completely believed it. King Jing didn't plan to let him live too long at the beginning.

"Nephew, you must save me." The old prince begged.

Song Jingchen glanced at him lightly: "Now the harem of the previous dynasty is controlled by King Jing, and the lord looks down on me too much."

Shen Yijia nodded in agreement and whispered, "That's right, King Jing covers the sky with one hand now, and if he wants to save the person he wants to kill, he must save the dog emperor first, and the dog emperor has harmed our old Song family. That way, it's better to die."

Song Jingchen was delighted by the words "our old Song family" she said, and the corners of his lips were hooked.

Her voice was not too loud, but not too small either.

At least the old man heard it clearly, or it could be said that Shen Yijia said it to him on purpose.

The old prince was shocked and could not figure out whether this was the real thoughts of the couple, and gritted his teeth: "My emperor's nephew is at most a helper to Zhou, don't you want to know who framed the prince and Fuguo's mansion back then?"

Song Jingchen clenched his fist under his sleeve, Shen Yijia scratched the back of his hand soothingly, and rolled his eyes: "You don't want to say that Shangguanpu did it, right?"

The old man was stunned for a while, and his face was written how do you know?

"Tsk tsk, it's really hard for us to save you out. All the dirty water is poured on Shangguanpu." Shen Yijia gave him a contemptuous glance: "Shangguanpu doesn't trust you at all, even if he really did it, could he still Will I tell you? I don't know how to find a better reason."

"I..." The old man stopped suddenly, looked at Song Jingchen cautiously, and stopped talking.

Shen Yijia hummed: "You didn't say anything, right?"

She took Song Jingchen's hand: "Xiang Gong, let's go, when the medicine wears off, those people should wake up."

She was referring to the officers and soldiers guarding the prison outside. Not everyone in the Zongren Mansion could come in. They had no choice but to put down the people outside with medicine.

Shen Yijia sighed: "It's not easy to come here once, and I won't come again in the future, so as not to be caught by Shangguanpu."

Song Jingchen nodded.

The old man was worried every day that he would be killed, and he didn’t dare to eat or sleep. Finally, two people who could save him came. He didn’t want to let them go away like this. He gritted his teeth and said, “Wait…”

The couple looked at him together.

Lao Wangye: Why is this scene so familiar? When they were in the Song family's cellar, the two seemed to have provoked him so much...

Shen Yijia: What's the matter with you, this method is very useful.

"I can tell everything I know, but you have to promise not to hold me accountable first." The old prince looked at Song Jingchen and said.

He said that, Song Jingchen guessed that the old prince must also be involved...

It makes sense why he didn't mention Shangguanpu's crimes in the cellar before.

Song Jingchen smiled mockingly and nodded cheerfully.

He agreed too quickly, and the old prince always felt that it was not true, so he pretended to be calm and added: "You swear."

Song Jingchen said lightly: "If I really want to attack you, what's the use of swearing? You don't think there are ghosts and gods in this world, do you?"

He paused, thinking of something sneering: "If there were really ghosts and gods, those innocent women who were killed by you would have come to seek your revenge long ago."

As Song Jingchen's words fell, the old prince seemed to hear the hysterical curses of those women before they died. He shrank back and murmured, "No, it's okay not to swear, you just need to remember what you promised me."

Song Jingchen didn't speak.

The old prince took a deep breath: "The dragon robe that was placed in the East Palace was taken from my mansion by Shangguanpu."

He knew how much he weighed, so he never thought of grabbing the throne.

But when he entered Beijing that year, the appearance of the late emperor sitting aloft on a dragon chair in a dragon robe was too impressive.

So in the third year after the late emperor left, he secretly invited a few embroidered mothers to make one for him...

The dragon robe embroidered with the five-clawed golden dragon took ten years to complete.

He didn't say anything about this terrible thing, including his bedside princess, but Shangguanpu knew about it for some reason.

Shangguanpu didn't expose him, but just took the dragon robe. At first, he thought he was going to destroy it.

It wasn't until the dragon robe that he was so familiar with was found from the East Palace that he reacted. At that time, he had already stood in line with Guanpu, and naturally he would not expose him...

In fact, the reason why he believed that Concubine Liu Gui said that Shangguanpu was his son was also for this reason.

Shangguanpu didn't hurt him even though he had his deadly handle, so he thought it must be his son.

Looking back now, Shangguanpu simply felt that a bull's knife should be used to kill a chicken, and a good knife should be used on the edge of the blade.

He is a chicken, and the seat of the East Palace is a blade...

So angry!

A murderous look flashed in Song Jingchen's eyes, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "How do you prove that what you said is true?"

Inexplicably, the old prince felt a little cold on his back, and shrank his neck and said, "The embroidered mothers who were invited to the house by me back then were all witnesses..."

At that time, he was not so cruel. After the completion of the dragon robe, he only interrupted the hands of a few embroidered mothers, but did not directly kill them.

But he didn't know where those people went.

Shen Yijia grinded her teeth, isn't that cruel? Then what kind of torture should he have done to those innocent women?

"So Shangguanpu is your real enemy. Do you want to watch your enemy sit in that position?"

The old prince still kept saying that he only provided the dragon robe, and he didn't know that Shangguanpu was taking it to frame the East Palace, and also caused the Fuguo Gongfu to be full of people.

But Shen Yijia couldn't bear it anymore, she reached out and picked up the person, "snack" is two slaps in the ears.

What kind of dragon robes are you doing when you have nothing to eat and support? Can Shangguanpu be so easily framed without that dragon robe?

The old prince was spit out a mouthful of blood by her, and said in horror: "You... just now... answer... promised not to pursue it..."

"My husband promised, but I didn't." Shen Yijia rolled her eyes, and without any burden, smashed his silver teeth with two fists.

These days, the old prince was afraid of exhaustion because of his fear, how could he bear it, and when Shen Yijia was about to land his third punch, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

So unscathed?

Shen Yijia mentioned that he shook it, making sure that the person fainted before throwing it away.

Knowing that Song Jingchen was definitely not feeling well, she turned around and shouted cautiously, "Xiang Gong..."

Song Jingchen regained his senses, took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands carefully, and said softly, "You don't have to get your hands dirty for this kind of person in the future."

Shen Yijia nodded obediently.

Song Jingchen put away the veil and rubbed her head: "Let's go back first."

In fact, Song Jingchen has been investigating the incident since returning to Beijing, and the dragon robe is not like those letters.

It is not something that can be done overnight, and the water will bring waves, so there are naturally many things that can be checked.

So this has been in the scope of his investigation.

It's just that he set his sights on a few princes, always ignoring the old princes who have no sense of existence...

Back at Liuer Street, Song Jingchen sent out a tube and a few people overnight.

It has been more than ten years since the old prince invited those embroidered mothers into the mansion, and it is not easy to find out who is among them.

However, because the investigation had been carried out again a few months ago, and the specific time and who was invited to leave have now been determined, a few people in one tube did not take much time to bring back the news.

"There were a total of five embroidered women who entered the Xiawang Mansion." A tube put a stack of rice paper on the table in front of Song Jingchen.

The names and addresses of the five embroidered mothers are recorded above, including their place of origin.

"The five of them are embroiderers with relatively good skills in Beijing. Back then, King Xia went to Prince Xia's mansion together on the grounds that he wanted to hire a special embroiderer for Princess Xia. Since then, they have never been seen in the capital."

Song Jingchen quickly scanned the contents of the rice paper and tapped on the table: "What about their families?"

"The subordinates and others have asked a few elderly people in their neighbors, and they learned from their mouths that the family members of the five people have all returned to their hometowns one after another. Go back." A tube paused: "My subordinates heard that bandits were rampant in those years, and unclaimed corpses were often thrown into the wilderness..."

Those people are likely to be silenced.

The old man thought that Shangguanpu had destroyed the dragon robe, and without any evidence, he didn't even kill those embroidered mothers, let alone kill their family members.

King Jing is different. In order not to leave any traces and get the dragon robe, it took a few years to frame the crown prince. It shows that he is very thoughtful. How could such a person let those people live?

Song Jingchen pressed his forehead, in fact, the old prince was also a witness, but he was not able to convince the public because of his bad deeds.

If it is up to him to speak, it is impossible for others to think that he is deliberately throwing dirty water because of his personal grudge with King Jing.

Just like Shen Yijia deliberately said in prison.

Since the verdict is to be reversed, the Fuguo Gongfu must be kept clean.

"But..." Yitong hesitated to say.

Song Jingchen frowned: "Speak."

"When my subordinate asked about this, I thought that the master said that Xiu Niang was blinded, her hands were crippled, and she couldn't speak. I specifically asked, and found that there was a small village below Cangtong Town, where a pair of grandparents lived. That was the case with the old man among them."

"It's just that I went to the village and asked the grandson of the family. He said that his grandmother had never been to the capital, let alone embroidery."

That's why he hesitated to say it.

Song Jingchen frowned, even if there was a little hope, he didn't want to let it go: "You write down the address, and I'll go there in person tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Shen Yijia pushed open the study door and walked in, asking curiously.

"Why did you come back so early today?" Song Jingchen waved his hand to let the tube go down, burning the rice paper on the table one by one.

Shen Yijia puffed out her cheeks, put the steaming soup cup in her hand on the table, turned around and opened the window to ventilate: "It's too cold outside, so I'll be back."

Song Jingchen chuckled and joked, "I thought I came back earlier because I missed me."

Feng Manman was poisoned a few days ago, and the doctor found the head mask that Yuan Yuwan had given in her room.

The head and face were soaked in concoction in advance, but the above is only the medicine lead, only touching the head and face will not be poisoned, but if you eat the wood hibiscus again, it will be different. If you want to add the two, it will form a chronic toxin.

Because October is the blooming season of Hibiscus, Yuan Yuwan would ask people to pick some stewed soup or make cakes when she had nothing to do.

She manages the house and doesn't want to eat alone, so she will naturally send some to each courtyard...

In short, after checking, all clues point to Yuan Yuwan.

It was rare for Xiao Qirui to not believe in the so-called evidence, but to let people continue to investigate thoroughly.

But he alone believed that Yuan Yuwan was useless, and everyone in the house began to spread that Yuan Yuwan was a narrow-minded and intolerant wife, and poisoned Concubine Feng.

Yuan Yu Wan Xu felt wronged, and angrily knelt in front of General Xiao to resign from the important role of housekeeper.

This was indeed in line with her disdainful disdain for explanation, and General Xiao gave her a scolding for this, but in the end she was reluctant to take back the stewardship.

Mrs. Xiao and Xiao Ruoshui were both absent, and the housekeeping power finally fell to Mrs. Qiao.

When Yuan Yuwan was free, she invited Shen Yijia to go out to listen to books and have tea every day, or go to Shen Yijia's bookstore to read.

In order to accompany her, Shen Yijia often doesn't come back until dinner time these days.

Song Jingchen felt sour in his heart, but he was a big man who couldn't follow him.

Shen Yijia heard a sense of grievance from his joking voice, rolled her eyes, leaned over to hold his face and took a sip: "cold is just an excuse to sister Yuwan, the real The reason is of course because of you."

"Look, this is the tonic soup that I specially asked Mo Yuan to stew for you when I went out. I also bought the candied fruit you like to eat, and I also bought you a cloth and let the mother make new clothes for you." Shen Yijia's dog-legged general Tang Cup moved to Song Jingchen and counted the things he bought for him outside: "Although I am outside, I always think of you."

Song Jingchen twitched the corners of his mouth, she obviously liked the candied fruit, but he was just afraid that she would get angry with her if she ate too much.

Moreover, Shen Yijia's actions always made him feel that he was a soft-boiled man raised by her. What's the matter?

Waiting for the girl to come back to be pampered at home, she also sent him off with a bunch of gifts.

Shen Yijia scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it to her mouth and exclaimed, "Come on, open your mouth."

Song Jingchen opened his mouth subconsciously.

"I heard Mo Yuan say that this soup is the most nourishing, what kind of whipping is it, I guarantee you will be alive in the future..."

"Cough cough." Song Jingchen choked on her words, glanced at the brown soup, and his forehead jumped.

However, Shen Yijia still looked like she didn't understand anything.

Seeing that another spoonful of soup was brought to his mouth, Song Jingchen really took it or not.

Mo Yuan!

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