When Song Wanqing and Chen Yu returned to Jingqing Pavilion, they saw that Song Qingshan and Chen Qinglian had not left, and they looked like they were launching an attack to punish them.
"You bastard, where did you go fooling around one night?" Song Qingshan opened his mouth and cursed, "Do you still remember that you are a girl who has not left the court?"
"Qing'er, you stayed out all night, you really went too far this time," Chen Qinglian sighed, "Mom can't help you speak."
When she saw Song Wanqing standing here safe and sound, she was really shocked.
Last night, although the person sent by Chu King Xiao Yi was not a top-notch assassin, he was still a first-class assassin. Why did Song Wanqing seem to be unscathed? Where did Song Wanqing go that night? What about the assassin?
Chen Qinglian was full of questions and stared at Song Wanqing.
Song Wanqing sneered, "My father is indiscriminate and scolds me so harshly, but do you still remember that I am your daughter?"
"I hate that iron cannot become steel!" Song Qingshan looked distressed, "Where have you been? Do you want Ding'an Hou Mansion to become a joke?"
"A joke?" Song Wanqing laughed seriously, "Didn't the Ding'an Hou Mansion already become a joke when Song Zhiqiu and King Chu were at the Princess Mansion?"
She raised her eyebrows and looked to the side, "Chen Qinglian, am I right?"
The two of them were so angry that they beat their chests and stamped their feet, wishing to tear Song Wanqing's mouth apart.
"Why did you become like this?" Song Qingshan pointed at Song Wanqing's nose, "I'm so disappointed."
"Father also makes his daughter very cold." Song Wanqing glanced at Chen Yu, and Chen Yu put a box of snacks on the table.
Song Wanqing continued, "Why did you stay out all night? My daughter just got up early to buy you snacks. Since your father doesn't appreciate it, Chen Yu, please put the snacks away."
This box of snacks was given to her by Lin Dao when she left Prince Zhan's Mansion.
She was reluctant to give it to Song Qingshan, but it was appropriate to use it to shut up Song Qingshan.
Sure enough, Song Qingshan opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.
Even though he clearly knew that Song Wanqing was not in Jingqing Pavilion that night, he couldn't say it openly, otherwise, he would indirectly admit that he had a role in last night's assassination.
"Qing'er, there is one more thing. Mother wants to hear an explanation." Chen Qinglian spoke slowly from the side, "A servant said that a strange man appeared in Jingqing Pavilion last night."
She said earnestly, "Mother naturally believes that you will not mess around in the Hou Mansion, but you can't care less about the reputation of your daughter's family."
"A strange man?" Song Wanqing's expression changed, "Which servant saw him?"
Chen Qinglian acted like a mistress, "Of course I can't tell her about this..."
"Is he a strange man? Or an assassin?" Song Wan said coldly, "This person saw someone trying to kill me, but she didn't remind me. Instead, she went to complain to you. Does she want me to die?"
She raised her eyebrows, "Or maybe this assassin was sent by you, Chen Qinglian?"
"Qing'er, how can you guess your mother's heart like this?" Chen Qinglian looked at Song Qingshan aggrievedly.
"That's nonsense!" Song Qingshan shook his head, "Qing'er, your mother is also worried about you. You actually suspect that she wants to kill you? Can you live up to your own conscience?"
"Conscience? That's a good question, father." Song Wanqing nodded, "What did my daughter get in exchange for her filial piety? It's because of your efforts to punish me. Even if I really stayed out all night and there was a strange man in Jingqing Pavilion, you guys As a parent, shouldn’t I be worried about my safety?”
"But what about the reality? You will only throw dirty water on me like crazy, hoping that I will ruin my reputation and lose my life. You are not even qualified parents, so do you deserve to have a conscience?"
Song Qingshan and Chen Qinglian were scolded and scolded, but they had no power to reply.
"Chen Yu, I'm tired, let's see the guests off!" Song Wanqing's shoulder hurt so much that she was in no mood to mess around with them anymore.
Song Qingshan and Chen Qinglian left in disgrace.
As soon as they entered Luoxia Garden, Song Qingshan pointed the finger at Chen Qinglian, "What did you do?"
"Master Hou, please calm down." Chen Qinglian thought about it and found only two possibilities. "Maybe the assassin didn't find the opportunity to strike, or..."
Her expression became more solemn, "It was Xiao Jiuan who got involved in this matter."
Song Qingshan's eyes widened in disbelief, "You mean...it was Xiao Jiuan's people who helped kill the assassin?"
"possible."
"Why?" Song Qingshan couldn't figure it out, "Xiao Jiuan is not a nosy person, so why would he care about the life and death of a little girl?"
Chen Qinglian guessed, "Could that girl really be able to heal Xiao Jiuan's leg?"
Song Qingshan stopped talking. After thinking about it, there was only this possibility.
But if that was really the case, they wouldn't have to take matters into their own hands to save Song Wanqing's life.
It's a pity that the Zhan Prince's Mansion has always been airtight, so he has no way of knowing what Xiao Jiuan's legs are like.
"When will Zhiqiu come back today?" An assassin was sent last night, and Song Zhiqiu will definitely come back quietly today.
"I guess it will be soon."
"Let her tell Xiao Yi about this." Song Qingshan's eyes were filled with chills, "If Xiao Jiu'an's leg is really cured, then there will be great things to see."
Chen Qinglian immediately understood the meaning, and a smile appeared on her lips.
Soon, Song Zhiqiu entered the Hou Mansion from the back door with a bamboo hat and came to Luoxia Garden.
"What's going on?" Along the way, she didn't hear any news about the dead people in Ding'an Hou Mansion, so she felt strange, "Is Song Wanqing dead?"
"Why are you dying? You are still in Jingqing Pavilion." Chen Qinglian frowned, "Who is Xiao Yi looking for?"
"Not dead?" Song Zhiqiu was stunned, "No wonder, the assassin didn't go back to recover. Brother Yi guessed that something might have gone wrong."
She couldn't figure it out, "How could this happen?"
Chen Qinglian became more and more certain at this time, "It seems that Xiao Jiuan was indeed involved in this matter."
"Ninth Prince? Why?" Song Zhiqiu stomped his feet angrily, "Why did Ninth Prince help her?"
"Zhiqiu, go back and tell Xiao Yi about this." Chen Qinglian narrowed her eyes, "It's very likely that Song Wanqing will heal Xiao Jiu'an's leg."
"No wonder the Ninth Prince is willing to help her." Song Zhiqiu nodded, "Don't worry, mother, I'll tell Brother Yi when I get back."
When Xiao Yi got the news, he was so angry that he threw the tea cup, "You said Xiao Jiu'an's leg is going to be cured?"
"It's very possible, otherwise he wouldn't be able to help Song Wanqing." Song Zhiqiu affirmed.
Xiao Yi said nothing and walked around the room anxiously.
This Xiao Jiuan was one of the most powerful contenders for the throne in the past. If his legs really healed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He thought about it and decided to go to the palace immediately and reveal the news to Emperor Qing.
At least he had to find out what Emperor Qing's attitude was towards his younger brother, so that he could know what action to take.
