The door of the Yamen was open, and there were vague figures moving inside. Song Shuwan looked at it, her eyes falling on the officers and soldiers guarding the door on both sides.
"What are you two doing here?"
Song Shuwan gave a light blessing: "The two of us are here for the group of people who just went in."
She explained the cause and effect, and the two officers and soldiers guarding the door looked at each other, and one of them said, "Just wait here, I'll go in and ask."
"Thank you."
Song Shuwan watched the officers and soldiers leave, and after a while, the officers and soldiers turned around, with a bit of solemnity on their faces: "Those people were imprisoned. The specific situation will have to wait for the autopsy to be re-examined. You two can go back."
Song Shuwan felt inexplicable: "I am the master of suffering. I should be able to know the process of this matter. Why..."
The officers and soldiers interrupted her impatiently: "That's what the people inside said. It's useless for you to struggle with me. It's impossible to let you in after all."
Song Shuwan frowned: "Sir, the people inside are closely related to my innocence. As the other party in the case, there is no way I can't get in. Please inform me again."
As she spoke, she stuffed a silver coin into the hands of the officers and soldiers.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, the officer and soldier stuffed the money back into Song Shuwan's hands: "Take this money back, I won't take it. You should leave quickly. No matter who comes today, they can't get in."
"Really? What if this prince wants to enter?"
A male voice suddenly came, attracting everyone's attention, and Song Shuwan showed a bit of surprise on her face.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?"
An Yi pushed the wheelchair, and Pei Huan put one hand on the armrest of the wheelchair. When he heard the question, he said lightly: "My prince went to Cunshan Hall to look for you. I heard that Ding Cun said something was wrong, so I came here to take a look. It's you. I When did Pei Huan's people become a being that even a few small fish and shrimps would dare to stop?"
The two officers and soldiers guarding the gate knelt down with a plop. The officer and soldier who had been talking to Song Shuwan were shaking all over.
"The young one has met the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess just now. The young lady just now was blind and did not recognize the Crown Princess. Please forgive me, Crown Princess! Please forgive me!"
He kept kowtowing, and the spot where his forehead hit the ground quickly turned red and was about to break. Song Shuwan glanced at him and said lightly: "Can I go in now?"
"Yes, of course I can, Crown Prince and Crown Princess, please."
The two officers and soldiers nodded and invited Song Shuwan and Pei Huan to the Yamen. Soon, everyone in the Yamen came out.
"I have met the crown prince and the crown prince's concubine."
Pei Huan turned his head and caught Song Shuwan with precise eyes: "The Yamen just arrested a group of people. Where are those people now?"
"If I were to return to the throne, those people would have been imprisoned."
Pei Huan frowned slightly, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
Song Shuwan turned around and saw that it was Jing Ming, the leader of the Forbidden Army, who reminded him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's Mr. Jing."
Pei Huan nodded slightly, and when Jing Ming came closer, he asked, "Why did Mr. Jing come to the Yamen today?"
Jing Ming's face was stern, and his scrutinizing gaze shifted from Pei Huan to Song Shuwan: "You are here to handle a case, but Prince Pei is here. How can you be interested in coming to the Yamen today?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "I am also here for a case."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips. She came here because of the woman's words, but as the leader of the Forbidden Army, Jingming, why? There couldn't be a major case involving the Forbidden Army among those people just now, right?
On the other side, Pei Huan and Jing Ming were still chatting, but they quickly pressed the topic and entered the Yamen prison together.
"I have met the crown prince, Master Jing."
When Qian Kun, the governor of the Yamen, saw the two of them, he quickly stepped forward to salute. After he finished speaking, his scrutinizing eyes swept over the group of people, and his tone of voice was a bit solemn.
"I wonder why the prince came here today?"
Song Shuwan on the side noticed that he didn't ask Jing Ming, so she knew that he knew about Jing Ming's coming here, and she became more and more sure of her guess.
Pei Huan raised his chin slightly: "My prince's bride was slandered for no reason today, but you took the slanderer directly to jail. Shouldn't you give me an explanation for this matter?"
Qian Kun was stunned: "The person who slandered the Crown Princess is in prison? But the person caught today is..."
He said and looked at Jingming.
At this time, Jing Ming also reacted and said indifferently: "The Forbidden Army is investigating a disappearance case. The matter of the Crown Princess being slandered can only be postponed to a later date."
A cold look flashed in Pei Huan's eyes: "Why do you ask the Hou Mansion to give in to the case investigated by your imperial army? Today, the Yamen must give me a result."
The sky prison fell into silence, with only the occasional crackling sound from the torches hanging on both sides. The sound was not loud, but it was very obvious in the currently dead silence of the sky prison.
After a long while, Qian Kun laughed twice and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's case has actually come to a conclusion."
"Oh, really, what's the result?"
"The imperial concubine did not execute anyone. The body that the woman brought over was that of the young prince of Nanming Palace, not his son."
Nanming Palace?
Song Shuwan turned her eyes slightly and heard Pei Huan say: "Are you sure that the corpse is the young prince of the Nanming Palace?"
"I'm sure, his appearance and the birthmark on his body can prove his identity."
Pei Huan sneered: "If that's the case, then why didn't the people in your yamen talk about it in front of Cunshan Hall? Do you know how much impact your avoiding talking about it has on my prince's reputation?"
He didn't mention how Cunshantang would be affected, but mentioning himself was enough to put Qian Kun into trouble.
"Your Majesty, the news of the disappearance of Nanming's younger Crown Prince has not yet spread completely, and so have I..."
Pei Huan raised his hand and interrupted Qian Kun: "No matter what concerns you may have, I must deal with the impact on my reputation, otherwise..."
Pei Huan didn't finish speaking and asked Song Shuwan to push the wheelchair away.
Several people left the prison and the Yamen. Song Shuwan stared at the man's head and asked, "Is the prince going to Cunshan Hall?"
Pei Huan shook his head and rejected Song Shuwan's proposal: "I still have some things to deal with. If you have anything, please tell me tonight."
"good."
Song Shuwan let go of her hand and watched Pei Huan being pushed away. A few thoughts flashed in her eyes. She always felt that Pei Huan appeared strange today.
"The Crown Princess."
Song Ren's voice brought Song Shuwan back from her thoughts. After she came to her senses, she and Song Ren returned to Cunshan Hall. Cunshan Hall was not doing well in the past, but now there was no one stopping at the door.
Ding Cun was squatting on a chair, grinning as he treated the wounds of others. When he saw the two men coming back, he quickly asked: "How are those people doing?"
Song Shuwan explained the situation and was about to take the medicine from Ding Cun's hand when she heard Ding Cun ask very strangely: "Has the Crown Prince been to Cunshan Hall? Why didn't I see it?"
Song Shuwan made a move and felt her heart sink suddenly. Why did Pei Huan lie to her to come to Cunshan Hall?
On the other side, Pei Huan leaned on the back of his wheelchair, his eyes full of coldness: "What happened to the young prince of Nanming is definitely not an accident. Keep investigating!"
