Song Shuwan was stunned, her suspicious eyes swept over Jing Ming's face, her brows gradually furrowed: "Master Jing wants to catch the assassin, of course I won't stop him, but this is the Marquis Mansion, and this place is still my room. Master Jing came here to arrest him.
Assassin, isn’t it a bit ridiculous?”
Jing Ming smiled, his sharp eyes swept across the room and landed on Zhen Yuan behind him.
He was speechless, but Song Shuwan followed his line of sight and saw Zhen Yuan, and something suddenly felt strange in her heart: "The assassin Mr. Jing wants to catch is Miss Zhen?"
Jing Ming nodded, his tone a little heavy: "I know this is hard to believe, but all the evidence I have found shows that Miss Zhen Yuanzhen is the assassin who killed the little princess before."
Song Shuwan didn't say anything, but looked at Zhen Yuan. She didn't know what was going on, but judging from Zhen Yuan's dislike of the little princess, she actually felt that this matter was really possible.
But this was just Song Shuwan's idea, so she just glanced at Zhen Yuan and then looked away.
Zhen Yuan gently tugged at the corner of his lips and walked slowly forward: "Master Jing said that I am an assassin, am I an assassin?"
Jing Ming said calmly: "All the evidence I found shows that you are an assassin."
A coldness flashed in Zhen Yuan's eyes: "What if the evidence you found is all false?"
Jing Ming pulled out his long sword and pointed it directly at Zhen Yuan: "I don't care what happens next, but the evidence right now is true. Miss Zhen has trained a general and has outstanding military strength. I don't want to fight with Miss Zhen, but I am not afraid of fighting with her."
The lady is taking action, so I ask Miss Zhen to cooperate and don’t make things difficult for me."
What he said was flawless. Zhen Yuan looked at him steadily, then suddenly turned his head and looked to his side: "The Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan raised her eyes slightly: "Miss Zhen?"
"Thank you very much, Crown Princess, for treating my injury today. I will definitely visit you to say thank you when things are done here."
Zhen Yuan left his words and strode towards Jing Ming. The latter's expression changed due to the words of healing, but he quickly pressed the button again.
"Prince Princess, I'm sorry for disturbing you."
Jing Ming came and left quickly with a group of people, leaving the servants of the Hou Mansion confused and could only report the matter to the Marquis who had just returned to the mansion.
When the Marquis heard this, his face suddenly darkened: "Those two bastards!"
He cursed, walked back and forth in the room twice, then stopped, and kicked the chair next to him violently. The huge movement frightened the servants around him to lower their heads, and they did not dare to express their anger.
Madam Hou appeared outside the door and saw his appearance. Thinking of the Imperial Guards who had just left, she knew what Mr. Hou was angry about, but she just pretended not to know and sighed quietly.
"Master Marquis, please don't be angry. Those Imperial Guards are doing this just to handle the case. Please calm down and don't let your anger ruin your body."
The Marquis turned around: "Handling a case? Even if it's a case? This Marquis is not something that group of forbidden soldiers can break in at will. There are also those two bastards who have brought trouble to the government again and again. This is not the case at all.
Hou is in his eyes! That pair, that pair of bastards! Sooner or later, I will kill them!"
"Oh, Lord Marquis, what did you say?"
Mrs. Hou looked out with a look of panic: "Master Hou, I know you are angry now, but they are the people protected by the emperor, and the court is behind them. Master Hou, you still..."
Mr. Hou glanced away, and Mrs. Hou suddenly became silent.
The Marquis sneered and said: "Why, when I am talking in the Marquis' Mansion, do I have to take care of the people outside the Marquis' Mansion? So what if they are protected by the Emperor? This is the Marquis' Mansion, and even the Emperor cannot be there all the time.
Mind other people's housework."
Mrs. Hou lowered her eyes, and a trace of malice flashed through her eyes: "The Emperor really cannot care about other people's family affairs, but as long as the Emperor is here, our Hou Mansion can only maintain the status quo? Mr. Hou, please don't be angry and tolerate it any longer.
Well, just get used to it..."
The Marquis waved his hand and pushed her away: "Get used to it? How can I get used to the arrogance of others?"
Mrs. Hou staggered and fell to the ground: "Master Hou, please, don't be like this, I just..."
"Shut up!"
The Marquis roared angrily, threw up his sleeves and strode away.
Mrs. Hou half-covered her lips and frowned slightly. Mr. Hou would be provoked to jump in the past, but the way he looked today... something was wrong. Something was wrong with Mr. Hou.
"Myolie."
A girl ran forward and said, "My servant is here."
"Come here with your ears..."
Mrs. Hou said a few words in Xing'er's ear: "Remember, you must be careful."
"My slave understands."
In Qingfeng Courtyard, Song Shuwan held her chin with one hand and looked at Pei Huan intently with her eyes.
Her gaze was so intense that even Pei Huan couldn't bear it and said: "General Zhen will protect his daughter, don't worry."
Song Shuwan raised her brows and adjusted her posture: "Your Majesty, your thoughts have changed. I'm not worried about Miss Zhen."
Pei Huan was a little strange: "You came here for her, but you don't worry about her. What are you thinking about?"
Song Shuwan cheered up: "I'm thinking about how to treat the prince's eyes. The pills made from the soul flower can only be taken for a month at most. Counting the time, I have to stop in these two days."
Pei Huan was slightly startled, but he had forgotten about it.
In the silence, a knock on the door sounded: "Dong dong dong..."
Song Shuwan turned her head and saw An San walking in: "I have met the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess."
Pei Huan nodded: "What's the matter?"
"The third princess of Tatar has sent word that she will leave Beijing early tomorrow morning. In addition, the palace has sent word that the emperor will be leaving Beijing for summer vacation in two days. He asked the prince if he wants to go, and the little princess will also go by then."
The room fell into silence, and Song Shuwan's eyes lowered slightly, with a bit of regret flashing through them. Without the last words, there would only be a positive answer to the summer vacation.
But if the little princess goes with him, then Pei Huan will have no choice but to stay in the capital.
After a moment, Pei Huan uttered two words coldly: "I won't go. In addition, send someone to keep an eye on the third princess of Tatar to ensure that they really leave Dazhou."
"yes."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "The prince has a lot of worries. He even has to keep an eye on the Tatar envoys as they leave."
Pei Huan straightened his sleeves and said, "Be more careful and you won't make any mistakes. A group of officials will be dealt with in the capital in the next two days. If you have nothing to do, try not to go out."
Song Shuwan nodded and slowly leaned back on the chair: "Your Majesty, is there any news about the gourd-shaped jade pendant?"
Pei Huan rubbed his fingertips: "Not yet."
Song Shuwan closed her eyes and said nothing.
That night, Song Shuwan traced the appearance of the jade pendant: "Baicao, take this painting to the Red Square."
Baicao took the drawing paper and said, "Prince Concubine, are you waiting for the news from the Crown Prince?"
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and rubbed the jade pendant with her fingertips. She also wanted to wait for the results from Pei Huan's side, but the situation in the capital was too chaotic and she didn't want to wait passively any longer.
"No wait, by the way, come with me to Duke Xinguo's Mansion tomorrow. I have some things to deal with."
