In the dimness, Wen Yixiu's face was uncertain, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female, but also a bit thrilling.
Their eyes met, Wen Yixiu bowed his hands and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you are polite."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and walked slowly to the railing. She looked up and down and frowned: "Why did Mr. Wen come to Tianlao?"
Wen Yixiu smiled and did not respond, calling the jailer on the side: "Please open the door for me."
The jailer looked around and opened the door for Wen Yixiu: "Master Wen, although the door is open, but..."
Wen Yixiu patted his shoulder: "I understand and will never let others know. Please don't worry, I, Wen Yixiu, have the tightest mouth."
Hearing this, the jailer nodded, waited for Wen Yixiu to enter the cell, and quickly tied up the chains.
Seeing Wen Yixiu entering the cell, Song Shuwan couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Wen..."
Wen Yixiu interrupted her: "Concubine, do you want to go into the palace and have a look?"
Of course she does!
Not only did she want to visit the palace, she also wanted to see the Queen Mother and find out her situation.
Song Shuwan's pupils shrank slightly and she took a few steps forward: "Young Master Wen, can you let me enter the palace?"
"Huh? Don't say that, the Crown Princess. It's not me who can let the Crown Princess enter the palace, but...the Crown Prince."
Pei Huan?
Song Shuwan was stunned. Thinking of the scene where she was taken away without Pei Huan showing up, her brows couldn't help but frown slightly. If she didn't show up then, what's the use of showing up now?
Is it possible that there is something behind the Queen Mother's deteriorating condition?
"The Crown Princess is thinking that the Crown Prince showed up too late?"
Wen Yixiu's smiling voice sounded in her ears. Song Shuwan came back to her senses and glanced at him lightly: "Whether it's too late or not is decided by the prince. After all, the prince will not give up on me. It's up to Mr. Wen how to take me with him. Leave this prison?"
Wen Yixiu put one hand behind his back and said with a chuckle: "It won't take long before someone comes to invite the Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan was confused by his words and wanted to ask more questions, but she suddenly stopped when the words came to her lips.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, followed by a puzzled inquiry: "Why is Mr. Wen also imprisoned in it?"
Song Shuwan's mouth twitched slightly. Before she could see who was coming, the jailer quickly ran over and opened the cell door.
Wen Yixiu did not move, he was still in the same posture with one hand behind his back, feeling content.
"I have met Lord Shangshu. I wonder what Lord Chen is doing here?"
Hearing Wen Yixiu's address, Song Shuwan raised her eyes slightly. Among the six ministers, only the minister of punishment was named Chen, and his name was Chen Cong.
Chen Cong smiled slightly, with a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: "The Emperor specially ordered me to come for questioning, to thoroughly investigate the connection between Prince Pei and the Queen Mother's worsening condition."
Meeting Chen Cong's gaze, Song Shuwan's eyebrows skipped a beat, but she felt very sarcastic in her heart.
When the imperial army arrested her, the Marquis kept emphasizing that she had nothing to do with the Hou Mansion. However, after entering this prison, the relationship that should exist was still there. She and Pei Huan were husband and wife, and they were one and the same to everyone.
Wen Yixiu and Chen Cong exchanged a few words back and forth, then their voices suddenly changed: "The official is a little confused. Why is the palace so sure that the Queen Mother's worsening condition is the fault of the Crown Princess?"
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes. This was also her doubt. She was too sure about the palace's manipulation of her, and she didn't seem to think about other people at all.
Chen Cong snorted coldly: "I know Lord Wen wants to delay time? If Lord Wen wants to wait for Prince Pei to come, he will be disappointed. After you left, the emperor met with Prince Pei. As far as I know , Prince Pei is still in the imperial study room."
The smile on Wen Yixiu's face remained unchanged, and he was as gentle as a gentleman: "My lord, I am joking. The whereabouts of Crown Prince Pei has nothing to do with Mr. Wen. Mr. Wen is just looking for his concubine and checking for Wen's pulse."
"This is the first time I've heard that to diagnose your pulse, you have to go to the Tianlao to find someone."
Chen Cong snorted and raised his hand slightly to let the jailer in: "Master Wen, I am reporting the case. Please leave as soon as possible..."
Before he finished speaking, a jailer suddenly ran over: "Master Chen, Eunuch Zhou is here."
Zhou Fuhai appeared with a whisk on the crook of his left arm. He looked around and his eyes fell on Song Shuwan and Wen Yixiu.
"The Crown Princess, Lord Wen."
Wen Yixiu cupped his hands and said, "Eunuch Zhou."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and called Eunuch Zhou.
Zhou Fuhai smiled slightly: "Master Chen, this servant is here to bring the Crown Princess into the palace according to the emperor's order. I don't know about Master Chen..."
Chen Cong's face changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If the emperor wants to see the prisoner, he will definitely push him over."
Zhou Fuhai nodded and signaled Song Shuwan to leave with him.
On the spot, Wen Yixiu met Chen Cong's sinister gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master Chen, why are you looking at him like this?"
"Hmph, just wait for me!"
Chen Cong left a threat, threw up his sleeves and left.
Wen Yixiu pinched his eyebrows and sighed. Chen Cong was right. He was indeed here to delay time.
At that time, the secret number three appeared with a waist card, and Wen Yixiu guessed Pei Huan's arrangement. When Pei Huan was blocked in front of the imperial study room, he knew that he would come to Tianlao to protect Song Shuwan.
But Wen Yi Xiuzhen didn't expect that the person coming would be Chen Cong.
Chen Cong, an old fox, has always been cunning and always wants to climb up the ladder. If the Queen Mother's case is in his hands, he will not miss it.
Wen Yixiu frowned, his smiling face suddenly tightened, and his whole person became a little more serious.
No matter why Chen Cong came, he couldn't escape from Pei Huan's grasp.
Pei Huan, from now on I can only leave it to you.
Royal study room.
Song Shuwan followed Zhou Fuhai inside and immediately saw Pei Huan sitting in the corner. She turned her eyes slightly and lowered her head to salute respectfully.
"My wife has met the emperor."
"Get up."
Song Shuwan grabbed the hem of her clothes and stood up. She raised her eyes and met a pair of angry eyes.
The emperor asked coldly: "The Queen Mother's condition has worsened, but is it your problem?"
Song Shuwan said without hesitation: "There may be many possibilities behind the Queen Mother's worsening condition, but I am innocent, and there will never be any problems with the prescription I prescribed."
"A good sentence is absolutely impossible!"
The emperor slapped his hand on the imperial desk, and the fire in his eyes turned slightly cold: "Does the prescription you prescribe really have nothing to do with the Queen Mother?"
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and spoke in a gentle but firm tone: "There will definitely be no problems with the prescription prescribed by my wife."
The emperor sneered: "Bring up all those medicine residues."
As several eunuchs appeared carrying trays, a strong medicinal fragrance spread in the royal study.
The emperor looked at her condescendingly: "After comparing it with the Queen Mother's Hospital, it was found that the medicinal materials in the medicine residue were all prescribed by you. During this period, the Queen Mother has never taken anything related to medicine. How do you explain this?"
Song Shuwan raised her head and glanced at Pei Huan with her autumn eyes. Seeing that the man's expression was indifferent and calm, she looked away.
"My wife is rude, I want to check the medicine residue."
