The little princess's shout broke the silence. She helped the palace maid on her body, and her tears kept falling: "You, how could you do anything to her? It was my decision to break off the engagement..."
Not to mention the people who were watching, even the people in Prince Yong's Mansion were stunned.
The middle-aged man turned his head and slapped the guard who took action hard on the face: "Who gave you permission to take action?"
The guard was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground and said in horror: "Subordinate, I just subconsciously..."
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Subconscious? You hurt the princess's people for no reason, so you should pay with your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the long sword of the guard beside him and pierced his chest.
With a "bang", there was another corpse next to Hongmei, and the little princess's words were blocked back in her mouth.
"Your Highness, Prince Yong's Mansion has not treated you well today. After Prince Yong's Mansion has sorted things out, I will go into the palace to personally apologize to you. Someone will come and take the little princess back to the palace."
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed fiercely, and with a wave of his hand, someone helped the little princess and sent her away.
When the remaining people saw this, they turned around and started to run away. However, in the next moment, a cold "stop" made them all stop.
The middle-aged man said arrogantly: "The little princess lost her temper today. You can see clearly here. Remember to keep some words away and don't spread them randomly, otherwise..."
The people smiled reluctantly, nodded and walked away.
Soon, the front door of Prince Yong's Mansion became empty.
Zhen Yuan looked at it and clapped his hands: "Since there is no chance, I won't stay here anymore. Say hello to Prince Yong for me and say goodbye."
The middle-aged man smiled: "Miss Zhen, walk slowly."
In the carriage, Song Shuwan looked at Zhen Yuan who was turning around, her lips moved slightly, but she did not make a sound. It was not until the carriage was far away from Prince Yong's Mansion that she spoke: "How did Miss Zhen know that there would be a good show in front of Prince Yong's Mansion today?"
Although she was far away, the middle-aged man's expression was still very clear to her.
Obviously, Prince Yong's Mansion did not expect that the little princess would come to break off the engagement today, and even brought a group of people with her. Under such circumstances, how did Zhen Yuan know in advance?
Zhen Yuan touched his chin: "If I said that Hongmei is mine, would the Crown Princess believe it?"
Song Shuwan was about to say she didn't believe it, but she paused when the words came to her lips: "Hongmei, are you really Miss Zhen's person?"
Zhen Yuan blinked, and after a brief silence, he suddenly laughed: "The Crown Princess is really easy to deceive. That Hongmei has grown up with the little princess since she was a child. How could I possibly make her mine?"
?It’s just that some news got out.”
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, glanced at Zhen Yuan without any trace, and expressed no comment on her words.
Putting her thoughts away, she said calmly: "The death of Hongmei in front of Prince Yong's Mansion is a blow to the little princess and Prince Yong's Mansion. I just don't know who the people in the capital will favor."
King Yong's status was gained through fighting on the battlefield, and his prestige among the people was not low. The little princess was famous for being kind and polite, and many people had a favorable impression of the little princess.
Now, both parties were actually restrained by the death of Hongmei.
Not to mention the representation from Prince Yong's Mansion, that representation could not stop them from taking action first.
Zhen Yuan held her chin: "Who do you think the people in the capital will favor, Princess Concubine?"
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes slightly: "No matter who I prefer, it's just the same to me."
If you lean towards the little princess, the reputation of Prince Yong's Mansion will definitely decline. If you lean towards Prince Yong's Mansion, the kindness and courtesy of the little princess in the hearts of the people will be greatly reduced. To put it bluntly, it will not do any harm to Song Shuwan.
Zhen Yuan smiled and leaned back against the wall of the car: "The Crown Princess is good at everything, but her words are so tactful. I'm curious, doesn't the Crown Princess have a temper? I've never seen you in such a mood since I've known the Crown Princess.
There are so many ups and downs.”
Zhen Yuan looked at Song Shuwan curiously, and suddenly shook his head: "No, it shouldn't be said that there haven't been many ups and downs, but the Crown Princess rarely seems to be angry."
Song Shuwan was slightly startled. Does she rarely get angry?
"I have emotions."
She said four words and then didn't speak again.
Zhen Yuan looked at it, put his hands behind his head, and just leaned against the car wall and looked up.
Back at the Hou Mansion, Song Shuwan watched Zhen Yuan's carriage leave, then turned back to Qingfeng Courtyard.
Today's play looked good, but she didn't understand why Zhen Yuan took her to the Prince Yong's Mansion to watch the play, and even revealed that she had placed people around the little princess.
Yes, although Zhen Yuan denied that Hongmei was not hers, he did not say that the other people around the little princess were loyal. Among those people, at least one of them was Zhen Yuan's.
At this moment, An Yi came towards me: "Prince Princess, a letter has been sent from Yuanzhou City."
Song Shuwan put her thoughts away, took the letter and opened it. The next moment, her expression suddenly changed: "The prince was assassinated and fell off the cliff and disappeared."
An Yi was stunned: "Did something happen to the prince?"
When their eyes met, Song Shuwan immediately said: "Drive, let's go to Yuanzhou City immediately."
An hour later, a carriage hurriedly left the capital. Unexpectedly, not long after leaving, it was stopped by a group of people who suddenly appeared.
"Prince Princess, come down and have a chat?"
A smiling male voice came into the carriage, and Song Shuwan's heart skipped a beat. It was Prince Ning's voice.
She gritted her teeth and got off the carriage neatly.
Not far away, Prince Ning was dressed in Tsing Yi, waving a fan of the same color in his hand, looking in the direction of the carriage with a smile.
Song Shuwan saluted: "I have met Prince Ning."
Prince Ning folded his fan and said, "The Crown Princess does not need to be polite. I see that the Crown Princess is in such a hurry, but she wants to go to Yuanzhou City?"
Song Shuwan's eyes narrowed slightly, inexplicably remembering the previous letter that came to Qingfeng Courtyard in the middle of the night. She couldn't think of who sent it at the time, but when she looked at Prince Ning, she felt like it was Prince Ning.
Because of her thoughts, Song Shuwan was in a trance for a moment. When she came back to her senses, she heard Prince Ning ask: "Why is the Crown Princess looking at me and not saying anything?"
"My lord, please forgive me. I am just a little uncomfortable. I wonder why Prince Ning blocked my carriage."
The smile on Prince Ning's face did not change, and he slowly took two steps forward: "I asked earlier, is the Crown Princess going to Yuanzhou City?"
Song Shuwan said calmly: "Why are you going to Yuanzhou City? I'm just going out of the city to take a walk and relax."
"Yeah?"
A cold look flashed in Prince Ning's eyes: "I wonder if your concubine would like me to accompany you?"
Before Song Shuwan could say anything, another scolding voice suddenly sounded: "Didn't you see that my concubine was in a bad mood? Why are you, Prince Ning, so thick-skinned?"
The moment the words fell, Fei Yuan's figure turned into a sharp arrow and rushed out of the carriage. When he appeared again, he was already at King Ning's side.
I saw Fei Yuan kicking towards Prince Ning's head, and said sternly: "Get away from me!"
