If they are found, I, Song Qinghuan, will be at the disposal of the prince, and I will kill or behead him as he pleases, without even a word of complaint."
Song Qinghuan finally saw it clearly, and there was no trace of cuckold anger on Xiao Wei's face. He thought that the incident today was probably because of that person, Yao Yuechan, who was scheming against him. He may not have known it, but he was just following the trend.
At that moment, his back straightened up: "I don't think the prince would want to bear the reputation of doting on concubines and destroying wives."
Xiao Wei has known Song Qinghuan for many years, but he didn't know that she was so eloquent. However, this intelligence did not make him feel any other way, and he only disliked her more and more.
His eyes were fixed on Song Qinghuan for a moment, and through those clear eyes it was impossible to tell whether she was stalling for time or whether she really knew nothing.
He raised his long eyebrows, but lost the patience and waved his hand to order: "Search."
Without an accurate word from him, Song Qinghuan refused to give in. Looking into Xiao Wei's eyes filled with disgust, he said: "A gentleman's words are hard to follow, but the prince must keep his words."
Although the entire palace had asked him to surround him, Xiao Wei was still angry at the delay for so long, so Xiao Wei lost his temper and said, "It's up to you."
As soon as these words came out, Yao Yuechan was shocked, but at this time she had no position to speak, and stood aside obediently, twisting her handkerchief.
Song Qinghuan was very happy. He lowered his eyes and immediately got out of the way. The corner of his eye fell on Yao Yuechan. There was a cold feeling in his heart. He was afraid that it would be impossible for him to quietly be a transparent person.
Xiao Wei was followed by personal guards. When he entered the inner room, he could only hear a crackling sound. Not only was there a place to hide people, but even the drawers on the dresser had to be dug through.
It's also surprising.
In the main hall, Xiao Wei sat at the top with a frosty face, Song Qinghuan sat at the bottom left, and Yao Yuechan was opposite, with the little maid named Rushuang standing behind her. The longer she waited, the more frightened she became.
I clearly saw that man entering the yard, but why couldn't I find him?
In just one cup of tea, the entire Qianyunju was turned over inside and out, and the ground was only three feet away.
But the person he was looking for didn't have even a hair on his head.
Not only Qianyun Residence, the entire palace was searched, even the courtyard where the servants lived was searched, but no trace was found.
The ravine between Xiao Wei's brows became deeper and deeper. Not only Qianyunju, but also the guards of the entire palace were very strict. There was no reason to escape without anyone noticing.
Yao Yuechan's face didn't look good either. She hid her hands in her sleeves and pulled them tightly. Her thoughts went back and forth, and finally she got up with tears and knelt down in front of Song Qinghuan.
The little maid named Rushuang also knelt down.
"It's all my sister's fault. The little maid is ignorant, gossiping and gossiping, which ruins my sister's reputation. I hope my sister can be a grown-up and ignore the villain's mistakes."
She didn't say anything just now, so she knew that Song Qinghuan's place was unclean, but she didn't know that this time Ru Shuang went in for nothing.
She felt that Qianyunju must be hiding someone, but Xiao Wei's bodyguards didn't even reveal the person, so she didn't dare to say anything else.
Song Qinghuan shamelessly sat still and accepted the gift without looking at Xiao Wei's face. She pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm not telling you, sister, even though you are a concubine, the maids in your own courtyard should also follow the rules."
, lest we go out and lose the face of our royal palace."
She is not a good-tempered person, but I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. She just wants to escape unscathed after saying a few nice words?
dream!
Yao Yuechan couldn't bear the pain in her heart. The "side room" was a thorn in her heart. If Song Qinghuan hadn't stood in the way, and based on her status and relationship with Xiao Wei, the princess would have been hers anyway.
But now, no matter how uncomfortable it was, she couldn't have an attack. She kept her head down and begged for Ru Shuang's mercy.
There is no one Xiao Wei is looking for here, so he will not waste time here, but a maid is not worthy of being so groveling. Yao Yuechan pulled the person up displeased: "Why is it like this?"
Yao Yuechan's eyes were like green pools, and she leaned against Xiao Wei and said, "After all, Rushuang has been with me for so many years, I..."
Xiao Wei glanced sideways and knelt on the ground, shivering, and held Yao Yuechan in his arms. Only then did his cold face show some tenderness, and said: "If you make a mistake, you will be punished."
"
But the look he looked at Song Qinghuan contained a deep warning.
Song Qinghuan stopped as soon as he saw the situation, raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and just watched the group of people leave with a cheer.
But the little maid named Rushuang stayed.
...
Xiao Wei led the people away, and Qianyun Residence immediately became quiet, except for the guards surrounding the courtyard who did not disperse.
Song Qinghuan glanced sideways at the phoenix curtain leading to the inner room, and felt relieved. He waved the dowry grandma Sun to come in: "Take the person out and punish him according to the rules. Although we don't
If you want to cause trouble, you won't be able to swallow your anger if someone else does."
After a pause, he lowered his voice and said a few words in Grandma Sun's ear.
Rushuang felt relieved again, but now she didn't dare to make any more trouble, so she gritted her teeth and asked people to drag her down, but she felt resentful in her heart.
Song Qinghuan, a little maid, didn't take it to heart. She closed the door and no one was allowed in. After thinking about it, she smashed a few porcelain bottles with anger, then raised the curtain and went to the inner room.
Texue had just been beaten by Yiyange's mother-in-law, and now her face was still swollen. Xunmei gritted her teeth and cursed fiercely in the direction of Yiyange: "You are a dog that relies on human power."
The layout of the courtyard was quite good. There was a Bisha cupboard in the main room. Song Qinghuan went in gently and moved out the small couch in the Bisha hut connected to the west corner.
I carefully looked at the corner, but I could only see a slight gap. It was made to be hidden, but if I used the small couch to cover it, who would have thought that there is something inside this corner.
Following Xiao Ci's gesture just now, he pressed hard on several places near the corner, and the mechanism started to move. Only then did he see Xiao Ci sitting in a small space that was less than two feet long and wide.
He was lying on his face, his sleepy eyes motionless, and the blank space was covered with blood. It seemed that this person might have fainted due to excessive blood loss.
Song Qinghuan squatted in front of him, his eyebrows furrowed, and he was confused for a moment, wondering whether it was better to save him or not.
Dressed in black and bloody, she was able to evade the guards of the Yiwang Palace, come to her Qianyun residence, and even find a place to hide herself that even the owner, Xiao Wei, didn't know.
I was pounding, and I didn't know whether this guy was a benevolent person or a harmful person.
The room was so quiet that she could only feel the buzzing in her ears. After a long time, Song Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh softly, and struggled to get the person out and throw him on the small couch.
Touching the pulse with her cool fingertips, she lowered her eyes to identify the pulse carefully, then stopped her hand and quickly checked the wounds on the man's body.
The skin and flesh were opened, and the wound penetrated three-thirds of the flesh. Two of the wounds had damaged the arteries. Fortunately, the lungs and lungs were not damaged. Otherwise, this person would have lost too much blood and the lungs and lungs would be damaged. She did not have all the medicine.
Under such circumstances, if she had to die here, she would have to find a way to destroy the body and eliminate all traces. Thinking about it, she felt extremely unlucky.
He sighed to himself: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I just want to accumulate virtue for myself."
While he was talking, he got up and took out a bottle of life-saving pills and hemostatic medicine made for emergencies from his dowry box.
These things were originally prepared just in case, but I didn't expect to use them so quickly.
After thinking about it, he called Xunmei and fetched a jar of strong wine.
The person from Yinyan Pavilion came to make trouble, and Song Qinghuan's request for a drink did not arouse anyone's suspicion. She just thought she was unhappy and drank some wine to relieve her worries.
After a while, Song Qinghuan opened the door and took the strongest drink. She also advised: "Although wine relieves worries, it can also be harmful to the body. Don't drink too much, girl."
After that, Song Qinghuan closed the door and no more sound came out.
Xiao Ci's body was covered in blood, and his clothes were stuck to the wound and he couldn't pull them off. Song Qinghuan took the wine and looked at it, frowning, then turned around and took out the silver scissors from the sewing frame.
He cut off his clothes, wiped the wound with clean water, wiped it with strong alcohol, and then sprinkled the powder from Angelica sinensis and jujube bark on the wound to stop the bleeding.
Xiao Ci woke up from the pain caused by the strong alcohol used to clean the wound. He groaned, but before he could speak, another pill was forced into his mouth.
Song Qinghuan moved her fingertips and pressed his acupuncture points to force him to swallow the pills.
"What is it?" Xiao Ci picked at his throat and tried to spit out the pill, but it had already entered his stomach.
Song Qinghuan was busy with his hands, changed from his earlier cowardice, and said arrogantly: "Of course it's poison, what? Are you afraid?"
Xiao Wei frowned, but found that the pill entered his abdomen and there was no discomfort. Instead, he faintly felt that the lost strength in his body was gradually returning.
Knowing that this was not poison, he felt relieved, but when he saw Song Qinghuan carefully applying the medicine to him, he couldn't help but frown.
Naturally, he had seen the first-born young lady. She was weak, weak, had no independent opinions, and was not outstanding. Why did she seem to be a different person when we saw her today.
Song Qinghuan didn't know what Xiao Ci was thinking. Although she had only half-experienced medical skills, she was also very serious about treating diseases and saving people.
It was all something I was used to, and with nimble movements of my hands, I had bandaged several wounds on my body in a short time, and the silver scissors were removed with a single move.
Xiao Ci subconsciously tensed up and grabbed Song Qinghuan's slender wrist: "What do you want to do again?"
Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then understood, blinked her innocent eyes, and smiled: "Do you think this girl can still take advantage of you?"
As he said that, he deliberately lowered his gaze to that place: "You are like this, can that thing still be used?"
There was a cunning look in his eyes, but the silver scissors in his hand made a clicking sound.
