"You dare to call me a bastard? What kind of good thing do you think you are? A whore and a disabled prince, you are a perfect match!"
The skinny young man, Zhou Cheng, jumped up instantly and stared at Song Shuwan with eyes full of anger.
Whore? Crippled prince?
Song Shuwan laughed angrily and walked slowly towards Zhou Cheng: "You are the one who looks down on women based on their appearance. You are also the one who spreads rumors about women. Those who know about it say that you are the son of a certain family. Those who don't know also say when you were
You have become a talkative woman in that village, and you are full of filthy words that make people sick. With your appearance, I don’t know whether it is your own problem, or whether it is the way your Zhou family teaches men? If it is the latter..."
Song Shuwan paused, looked around, and took in the faces of every noble girl: "If it's the latter, please keep your eyes open and don't get close to the Zhou Mansion, so as not to be contaminated with misfortune."
"Shut up, you bitch, how dare you ruin the reputation of my Zhou family!"
Zhou Cheng shouted and rushed towards Song Shuwan to take action. In the next moment, a dagger shot out of the air and stabbed firmly into his raised palm.
Blood gushed out, and all the timid ladies around screamed: "Ahhhh..."
Pei Huan took back his hand and said indifferently: "Cut his tongue. If he can't speak, then stop talking."
An Yi stepped forward and pulled out the dagger from Zhou Cheng's palm, and neatly cut his tongue.
"Uh huh..."
Zhou Cheng was rolling on the ground, but he couldn't scream. Blood overflowed from his mouth, and a piece of his tongue fell out.
Song Shuwan held the golden needle with her fingertips, looked down at Zhou Cheng, and slowly put it away. She was just about to take action, but she didn't expect that Pei Huan was faster than her.
At this time, Yue Hong could only come forward to see off the guests.
After the other guests left, Xie Youxing glanced at Zhou Cheng coldly: "Throw him to the Zhou Mansion and publicize the Zhou Mansion's family education in the capital."
"yes."
Several guards appeared and dragged Zhou Cheng away.
When several people passed by Song Shuwan, the tip of her nose twitched slightly and she smelled the smell of alcohol. No wonder Zhou Cheng said that when he opened his mouth. He also said that he was drunk and cowardly, and without reason, he naturally acted randomly.
But looking at Zhou Cheng's appearance, he is not a good person.
At this moment, Baicao suddenly appeared and threw a person to the ground.
Before Song Shuwan could take a closer look, she heard a sharp voice shouting: "Song Shuwan, I am your sister, and this is how you treat your sister? Have you forgotten all the rules about respecting elders and younger ones?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows, looked at Baicao, and explained knowingly: "This person just wanted to run away, and the servant caught her back."
Zhong Rou got up from the ground: "What is running? I am a guest, a guest sent out by the host! Song Shuwan, why did you let her catch me?"
Song Shuwan glanced at her: "You almost killed me just now."
Zhong Rou sneered: "I was just riding a horse and playing polo normally. It was you who was not good at riding and fell off the horse. What does it have to do with me? You don't want to use your status as the Crown Princess to suppress me."
A crime, right? Yes, as long as you provide evidence, I will admit it. If there is no evidence, you have to apologize to me."
Zhong Rou's words stunned the people around her, but her words were quite reasonable.
Song Shuwan squinted her eyes and looked Zhongrou up and down with a scrutinizing gaze. When did this person become smarter? And she also had an extra sense of confidence, as if...she wasn't afraid of being found out at all.
"Oh, it's so lively here!"
At this moment, a sigh came out, and several people followed it, their expressions changed, why is Prince Ning here?
Prince Ning shook his folding fan and walked slowly behind Zhong Rou: "Hey, are you confronting me? Why don't you talk to me and let me administer justice to you."
Zhong Rou said what she just said without saying a word.
Prince Ning raised his eyebrows: "It's really interesting. Princess Pei seems to be very worried about being harmed by others, but even so, you can't slander someone without evidence."
Song Shuwan looked at Prince Ning intently. She couldn't figure out the significance of Prince Ning's appearance. Was it to support Zhong Rou, or for some other purpose?
"Prince Pei, why are you looking at me like that? Could it be that you feel that my words have hurt you?"
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips: "Right and wrong are in the hearts of the people. They cannot be brought away by a few words. Prince Ning, sometimes it is better to be more careful. What do you think?"
Prince Ning laughed heartily, and tapped Song Shuwan twice in the air with his folded fan: "It's a pity for you, a woman, to marry the good-for-nothing Pei Huan."
Waste Pei Huan: "..."
He tilted his head slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone: "She is my Crown Princess. If Prince Ning has any objections, he can go to the Emperor. It is better to keep his mouth clean in front of this Crown Prince."
The next moment, Prince Ning appeared behind Pei Huan, and the folding fan in his hand had sharp protrusions.
Song Shuwan was startled, and the golden needle instantly reached her fingertips: "Stay away from him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several golden needles flew out.
The carelessness in Prince Ning's eyes disappeared in an instant, "ding ding ding" sounded several times, and all the golden needles fell to the ground, but none of them hit Prince Ning.
He raised the corners of his lips with unknown meaning: "The Crown Princess is so skilled."
After saying that, Prince Ning motioned for Zhong Rou to follow, but the two of them left directly.
On the same spot, Song Shuwan looked at their figures unclearly, feeling confused. What on earth did Prince Ning and Zhong Rou want to do?
She really couldn't figure it out, so she could only say goodbye to Yue Hong and Xie Youxing, and push Pei Huan to leave.
On the carriage, Pei Huan suddenly said: "Are you hiding something?"
The words were filled with doubts, but Pei Huan's tone was very determined.
Song Shuwan followed Pei Huan's words and thought about it, and suddenly realized that she told Pei Huan that Prince Ning rescued Zhong Rou in Hongfang.
After a pause, she immediately told the matter.
Pei Huan lowered his eyes and was speechless all the way.
Song Shuwan felt strange and wanted to ask, but glanced at his side face and stopped her words.
Pei Huan should be thinking about Prince Ning's behavior, but she doesn't care. She only cares about the Song family's hatred at the moment.
Other than that, everything else has to go to the back.
Back at the Hou Mansion, as soon as the group entered the room and sat down, they heard an announcement that Liu Mei was asking for a meeting.
Song Shuwan twitched her lips, pushed away the tea she had just poured, and left directly.
At the door, she and Liu Mei passed by each other. After their eyes met briefly, they both looked away.
"Liu Mei has met the Crown Prince."
Liu Mei saluted, raised her head, and her eyes were solemn: "Your Majesty, Liu Mei has something to tell the Crown Prince."
Pei Huan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the matter?"
Liu Mei took a deep breath: "Liu Mei once met your imperial concubine in Yanliu Alley in Mingzhou City. Her name was not Song Shuwan at that time."
