"Do you have a clever plan?" Ye Yichen looked at Xu Tianyou with raised eyebrows.
"It's not a clever plan, there are still some tricks." Xu Tianyou smiled slightly, unfathomable.
The prison in Shuntian Mansion is dark and humid, with bursts of dark smell lingering at the tip of the nose, making people want to vomit. Song Qingyan is lying on the dirty grass, her eyes are tightly closed, her small face is pale and bloodless, and there are horizontal and vertical cloths on her body. Full of scars, I don't know if it's dead or alive...
Murong Rou stood in front of the iron fence, crying until his heart broke: "Qingyan, wake up, Qingyan, mother is here to see you..."
Song Qingyan's eyes were tightly closed, without any reaction...
Murong Rou's eyes were full of grief, tears flowed down her cheeks like broken beads, and her sad cry resounded in most of the prison: "Qingyan, mother is sorry for you, Qingyan..."
"What's the use of crying now?" Song Tianwen came forward leaning on a cane, seeing Murong Rou's eyes that were about to burst into flames with anger: "Good daughter, you have killed her half to death, and she is still in prison, you are crying now No matter how sad she is, it is impossible for her to recover..."
Murong Rou's complexion was gloomy for an instant, and she glared at Song Tian viciously and asked, "It's not your turn to ask about matters between our mother and daughter..."
"Benhou doesn't bother to ask about your nasty things, but Qingyan is also Benhou's daughter, and if you harm Qingyan, you are harming Benhou..." Song Tianwen interrupted her coldly, with a chill in his eyes.
Murong Rou's eyes were sharp: "Are you blaming our mother and daughter for getting you into trouble?"
"It wasn't Qingyan who implicated Benhou, it was you who implicated Benhou and Qingyan, you dare to say that you did not instigate Qingyan to poison the cold in the hot spring? Do you dare to say that you did not give Qingyan the cold poison? How dare you say slander Those words of Murong Xue were not taught to Qingyan by you..." Song Tianwen questioned sharply, louder and sharper each time.
Murong Rou was wronged, her eyes flickered unnaturally: "I didn't mean to harm Qingyan..."
"I know that you asked Qingyan to scheme against Murong Xue because you wanted to become a high-ranking official and find a powerful wife for your elder brother. It is right for people to go to high places, but why don't you think about it? So easy to deal with? You have fought against her so many times, which one has you won?"
Song Tianwen looked down at Murongrou, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Repeated defeat and repeated battles are a good character, but you have to use your brain to think about what consequences you will get after you fail, and Qingyan will end up like this if you recklessly calculate people. it's..."
Murong Rou's eyes were dark: "I just want to help my brother and make him a master..."
"Your brother is already in his thirties, and he has been in the officialdom for more than ten years. He has schemes and brains. What he wants, he won't fight for it by himself, so he wants you to help him?"
Song Tianwen reprimanded unceremoniously: "You are an abandoned wife who was divorced, and you will stay in Zhenguohou's mansion peacefully, and you will be fine after the rest of your life, why come out to make troubles, now you are fine, your biological daughter Your life will be ruined by you, are you satisfied?"
"Song Tianwen, you were born as the eldest son, you don't understand the pain of us second sons being bullied..." Murong Rou glared at Song Tianwen, and yelled angrily.
Song Tianwen snorted disdainfully: "Murong Rou, you have been bullying others all this time, who dares to bully you? Back then, Murong Yue was a man of great beauty and righteousness. After succeeding to the throne, he never treated your mother and son badly. , Murong Ye is only fourteen years old now, and he has never done anything bad to you... "
"Song Tianwen, don't speak so righteously and awe-inspiringly. Back then, when we just got married, you often slandered Murong Yue with me." Murong Rou squinted at Song Tianwen, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of sneering: "Now, it's a shame that you've been hurt so much by the fire." Burn, is your brain confused, or is it burnt out, and you actually helped the Murong Yue family speak..."
"Shut up." Song Tianwen interrupted his words sharply, with anger in his eyes!
Murong Rou turned a blind eye, and said leisurely: "I almost forgot, there is a saying that it's nothing to do with it, hang it high, Song Hou Ye has already parted ways with me, my honor, my disgrace are not related to Song Hou Ye It has nothing to do with it, so Song Houye is indifferent to my pursuit of fame and fortune. If I were Mrs. Song, Song Houye would definitely support me very much and plot against Murong Xue for fame and fortune... "
"Shut up, Benhou and you have nothing to say. Benhou is not interested in asking about your Murong family's affairs, but remember clearly, don't use Qingyan to plot people again, otherwise, Benhou will definitely forgive you." I can't help you!" Song Tianwen yelled angrily, his eyes burning with rage.
Murong Rou snorted disdainfully: "Understood, but, Song Houye, the most urgent thing is to think about how to rescue Qingyan, she is seriously injured, if she stays in this filthy prison, her life will be in jeopardy." …”
"Qingyan was brought in by you, you find a way to get her out..." Song Tianwen replied angrily.
Murong Rou frowned tightly: "Qingyan offended Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion, Princess Qiqi, and I am a housewife, how can I think of a way to save her..."
Song Tianwen frowned slightly: "Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen have a good relationship, why don't you go and beg Murong Xue..."
"Forget it, Qingyan is planning on Murong Xue. With Murongxue's vengeful temperament, it's good that no one tortured Qingyan to death in the prison, and begged her to let her go..." Murong Rou took a bite without even thinking about it. Rejected.
"Then what should we do?" Song Tianwen looked at Song Qingyan, who was lying in the prison with unknown life and death, and frowned tightly: "Qingyan doesn't seem to be able to hold on for a long time. Does Murongxue's place not work at all?" Ouyang Shaochen, Princess Qiqi, they don't dare to think...
Murong Rou pondered for a moment, a bright light flashed in her eyes: "It's not impossible to ask Murong Xue to let her go."
Song Tian asked with a glint in his eyes, "What do you mean?"
Murong Rou smiled slightly, mysterious and weird.
Evacuated towards the clouds, the mist subsided, and a little bit of golden light penetrated through the clouds and sprinkled on the earth.
Ye Yichen wore a crimson purple robe, and slowly walked into the room of Qinghui Garden in the hot spring villa.
Murong Xue was afraid of the cold, after leaving the other courtyard, she didn't go back to Zhen Guohou's Mansion, nor did she go back to Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion, but came here directly.
There was no bead curtain hanging between the inner room and the outer room of the room. Ouyang Shaochen could clearly see that Murong Xue was wearing a long snow blue dress, sitting in front of the dressing table, choosing jewelry slowly.
Ouyang Shaochen stood behind her, holding a wooden comb, and gently combed her hair. Ye Yichen's eyes were slightly stinging from that natural movement and natural look.
Murong Xue's black and smooth hair was flying up and down in Ouyang Shaochen's hands, and it was soon combed into a delicate bun...