"Send the newlywed bride out——"
The sun was high in the sky, and Mrs. Quanfu's sharp female voice awoke Song Shuwan from her drowsiness.
She just felt like she was being lifted up, like a marionette.
When she opened her eyes, she saw that the room was covered with bright red words of joy. She had put on a red wedding dress. The stitching of the wedding dress was poor, and it looked like it had been done in a hurry.
Mrs. Xin Guogong and Zhong Rou stood beside her, looking at her indifferently.
"You are awake, and there happens to be a huge amount of wealth to give you. Prince Dingyuan falls in love with you, and you will come out of the palace to get married today, so that you can comfort and comfort the souls of your parents." Mrs. Xin Guo Gong saw that Song Shuwan had woken up, and she condescended to her. said.
Hearing the words "Dingyuan Hou Shizi", the maids around him all bowed their heads slightly.
Who doesn't know that Dingyuan Hou Shizi is now a hot potato, a dragon's pond and a tiger's den! This young lady from the Zhong family is really destined to be in trouble. She deserves to be unlucky!
Song Shuwan glanced at the two women calmly, as if looking at two strange bed bugs.
After a moment, he slowly said: "Well, thank you aunt for taking the trouble."
"It's time to thank you. You are an orphan with no family background. If my father and mother hadn't taken you in, you would have been living in a Goulan tile house!" Zhong Rou took out a silk handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose, arrogantly sarcastically.
Those squinting eyes turned around on Song Shuwan's stunning face, unable to hide their jealousy.
Song Shuwan has a cute little face, and she looks stunning after a thin application of powder. Her delicate figure adds two points of beauty like Lin Daiyu.
But at this moment, those clear and beautiful eyes were frozen with sarcasm.
"When I marry now, I should fully repay the kindness of the Zhong family for two years of living and living." She paused briefly, and her tone was like a deep pool of turbulent waves, "But, if in the future..."
If in the future I discover that you have any involvement in my parents' case, don't blame me for not recognizing my relatives.
Before she finished speaking, she nodded slightly to Mrs. Quanfu, indicating that she was fully prepared.
Mrs. Quanfu put a red hijab on her head and helped her out of the house.
Mrs. Xin Guogong and Zhong Rou were stunned on the spot and could not recover for a while. Goosebumps all over their bodies exploded.
Is this still the sickly and taciturn orphan girl in their minds? That look from the girl just now was too intimidating!
Song Shuwan entered the sedan chair calmly, turning a blind eye to the meager dowry, like a bright mirror in her heart.
"Bang bang!"
The cheerful gongs and drums sounded, firecrackers exploded one after another, and the sedan chair carried the newlyweds slowly to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.
After marching for about half an hour, the sedan stopped for a moment, and the waiter said nervously: "Oh, Your Majesty, the injury on your leg is not healed yet, why did you come out!"
A calm voice said: "When this prince marries a wife, he will naturally welcome her into the house in person!"
Never let her hold her head high due to lack of etiquette and be inferior to others.
Pei Huan came out injured? Song Shuwan raised her slender eyebrows slightly and felt her sedan curtain being opened.
Someone put one end of the red silk into her hand and led her forward.
She could only see one-third of an acre of land under the hijab. She gently pulled on the red silk, and the other end was held tightly by someone.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of firecrackers is noisy and noisy, like drums.
However, at this time, Song Shuwan seemed to only hear the sound of the wooden wheelchair pressing against the ground.
It rustled in her heart.
After stepping over the brazier, she was sent into the bridal chamber. The bridal chamber was deserted and quiet, which clearly showed that Pei Huan was not favored.
Not long after, the sound of the wheelchair came from far to near, and a horizontal bar gently lifted her hijab.
Song Shuwan suddenly saw the skylight and looked with eyebrows. Pei Huan was wearing a red fox fur with piping. His black hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin. His face was as beautiful as jade. Even if he was sitting in a wheelchair, he could still show his outstanding figure.
He could not see clearly, but his dull eyes were fixed on the girl for an instant, and he said slowly: "You married in as you wished, but now my family is in the cold, do you have any regrets?"
You can hear a needle drop in the house.
Song Shuwan tilted her head and burst into laughter, breaking the silence. Her pretty little face was so vivid.
She said softly: "Your Majesty is smarter than I thought. Now that I know that I deliberately wanted to get close to you, how can I regret it?"
"Tell me your purpose." Pei Huan said without any nonsense.
Song Shuwan blinked her eyes and said: "You know it clearly, my purpose has been demonstrated along with my ability. Curing your body is my purpose."
Pei Huan tapped the armrest with his slender fingers, and spat out two words: "Conditions."
The girl was silent for a moment, like a jade sculpture in the dark night, gentle and firm.
"In return for curing your health, you have to help me investigate an unsolved case from two years ago."
Pei Huan raised his head slightly, his jawline looking perfect.
He said calmly: "Two years ago, Mr. Song, the minister of Honglu Temple, embezzled 30,000 taels of gold for disaster relief, resulting in the death and injury of hundreds of victims. King Yong personally investigated the case, and there was irrefutable evidence, so he sentenced the Song government to confiscate their homes, and Mr. Song executed him. . Mrs. Song committed suicide for love. And you, Miss Song Shuwan Song, you have to understand..."
The corners of his lips raised a frosty arc, and he continued: "This is not an unsolved case. This is an ironclad case that seals the coffin."
He was blind and disabled, but he found her out clearly.
Song Shuwan bit her lower lip, her heart being dragged back to the bloody and painful scene two years ago.
She clenched her fists and said word by word: "My father was an upright official and was wrongly accused. My mother has a strong character and it is absolutely impossible to commit suicide. She was silenced."
Pei Huan raised his eyebrows, but his expression was still calm, except for "Oh, but what does it have to do with me" written on his face.
Song Shuwan laughed suddenly and said: "I don't want to argue with you about right or wrong, Prince. You and I think that this matter involves too much King Yong and the business is not worth it. Then if I say, not only your eyes, but also your legs Can I be cured too?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Huan's facial lines suddenly tensed up!
"If what you say is true, I will get to the bottom of it for you." He made a final decision.
Then, he added lukewarmly: "It's just that everyone in the capital knows that Miss Zhong's cousin is weak and weak. Don't pass away without curing my son's emergency."
Song Shuwan curled her lips and rolled her eyes quietly. This person... really knows how to talk.
She smiled and said: "Your Majesty, I don't need to worry about you anymore. Before I avenge my parents, I will not die even if you die."
Pei Huan's handsome brows furrowed. Before Pei Huan could reply, Song Shuwan leaned down and patted Pei Huan on the shoulder.
The long black hair brushed Pei Huan's cheek. He couldn't see it, and it felt even more like a cat scratching him.
No trace left.
Then, he heard Song Shuwan say with a smile: "Take off your clothes."
