"Is the Crown Princess here?"
In Cining Palace, the Queen Mother spoke lazily.
Song Shuwan gave a gentle blessing: "Returning to the Queen Mother, I am a minister and a minister's wife."
The Queen Mother opened her eyes and scanned Song Shuwan's face with careful eyes: "I heard that Prince Pei is related to the death of the fifth prince. Do you know about this?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "I know."
"Do you think this is true or false?"
"As a minister's wife, I cannot tell the truth or lie."
No matter what the Empress Dowager asked, Song Shuwan answered her questions flawlessly.
After a long time, the Queen Mother lost the patience to ask questions and asked her to step forward to check her pulse.
After a while, Song Shuwan said: "The Empress Dowager is suffering from head wind syndrome again. I will treat the Empress Dowager with acupuncture and supplement it with medicine, and the situation will soon be stabilized."
The Queen Mother agreed: "Then let's do acupuncture. Recently, the Ai family has been feeling uncomfortable all over the body and the pain is tight. Tell me, why is there nothing in this world that can make people feel comfortable?"
Song Shuwan took out the golden needle and said: "Life is very long, and there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things. The Queen Mother needs to be more open-minded."
"You girl, you speak directly. Why weren't you like this in the past?"
"The Queen Mother is kind-hearted, so I naturally speak more directly. Doesn't the Queen Mother not like it?"
"It's not that I don't like it, I just feel uncomfortable with it."
Song Shuwan smiled and inserted the needle neatly, but she was secretly on guard in her heart.
The Queen Mother came here with bad intentions today. No matter how good she was, she still had to be on guard against the Queen Mother doing something.
However, Song Shuwan tensed up for a long time, and the Queen Mother didn't say anything until she pulled out the needle.
She put away the golden needle, hesitated a few times, and said goodbye.
The Queen Mother opened her eyes: "Resign? Why, are you uncomfortable here at the Ai family?"
As soon as these words came out, Song Shuwan quickly denied: "No, I just have some things to deal with at home, so..."
The Queen Mother looked indifferent: "The Ai family doesn't care about that. The Ai family has a headache now and wants you to stay in the palace. Do you have any objections?"
She didn't dare to have an opinion at all.
The corner of Song Shuwan's mouth curled up, and she spoke with great reluctance: "My wife, no."
"Then stay in Cining Palace. The Ai family's body will be left to you in the next few days."
Song Shuwan opened her mouth several times, but finally chose to remain silent.
Time turned and it was night soon.
Song Shuwan moved into the side hall of Cining Palace under the arrangement of the female officer. The watery moonlight shone into the room through the window. She stood by the window and looked at the red wall not far away, frowning.
She entered the palace in a hurry today and didn't have time to explain many things to Baicao and Qinglian. If she stays in the palace now, they will probably be very anxious. Could something happen?
Just as he was thinking about it, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the horizon.
Song Shuwan took a closer look, but before she could see clearly, she felt someone else behind her.
"who?"
She asked in a low voice, and when she turned around, she saw a man in black taking off the black cloth from his face.
"Dark Three!"
Song Shuwan shouted in surprise and quickly asked: "How is the prince?"
"The Crown Prince's side is fine. Jing Ming doesn't dare to touch him, but the Crown Prince's side is fine. Why are you trapped here?"
An San's question made Song Shuwan feel helpless.
"I don't want to either, but the Queen Mother bit her to death and asked me to stay here, saying that she needs me to look after her body. An San, is there any way you can let me out?"
An San frowned: "If the Crown Prince is outside, I can naturally take you out, but now..."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and tightened her hanging fingertips. At this moment, another person suddenly appeared in the side hall.
"Ansan can't let you go out, but Qinglian can."
The two of them looked at each other, and Song Shuwan's eyes showed surprise: "Qinglian? Why are you here too?"
Unlike An San, who was dressed in black, Qinglian was wearing her usual clothes, with a very generous expression.
What's more important is——
Song Shuwan tilted her head slightly: "Did you come in through the gate?"
Qinglian nodded: "Qinglian has a sign in her hand that allows free entry and exit of Cining Palace."
Song Shuwan said with difficulty: "Cining Palace?"
Qinglian paused and added: "Of course, it can also be done in the palace."
Having said this, Song Shuwan was more and more shocked in her heart. What is Qinglian's identity? No matter where she goes in and out freely, the existence of the token is very scary.
"Qinglian, you..."
"Prince Concubine, you don't need to ask any more questions. All you need to know is that Qinglian will allow you to go out. But...Prince Concubine, are you sure you want to go out?"
Song Shuwan was stunned: "Why do you ask that?"
Qinglian took a deep look at her and said: "The emperor killed the traitors before, and then re-examined the Song family's case, which caused a group of people behind the scenes to be in danger. As the only living member of the Song family, the imperial concubine is in danger at this time. It’s not safe outside the palace.”
Song Shuwan was silent, glanced at An San, then at Qinglian, and sighed: "It's not safe outside the palace, but it's safe inside the palace? Qinglian, you and An San are both standing here."
An San and Qing Lian each have their own methods, but others don’t?
Since absolute safety cannot be guaranteed, why should she stay in the palace and make herself uncomfortable?
Qinglian listened and said no more, but took out a token and handed it to Song Shuwan: "This is the token for entering and leaving the palace. After a while, Qinglian will dress up as the princess and stay here. When things are done here, Qinglian will I will leave the palace to find you."
Song Shuwan grabbed the sign, thought of the Queen Mother, and asked: "If you stay in the palace, if the Queen Mother finds out..."
"Don't worry, the Queen Mother will not do anything to Qinglian."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan said no more, just thanked her and left the palace with the token.
In the side hall, An San looked at Qinglian with a complicated expression: "Are you ready to return to the palace?"
Qinglian smiled: "What preparations are you talking about? I want to go back to the palace, but I can't go back at any time? Okay, you go out quickly. Someone needs to protect the prince's concubine, otherwise the prince's side... will not be safe. .”
An San nodded, said take care, and climbed out of the window.
Qinglian looked at the watery moonlight and pursed her lips slightly, "Take care of yourself?" She'll take care of herself.
On the other side, Song Shuwan successfully left the palace and saw a carriage parked in the distance. Before she could see anything clearly, a person jumped out of the carriage.
"Shi, madam, you are finally out."
Baicao came closer in three steps and then lowered her voice: "Madam, let's go back to the other village first."
Song Shuwan nodded. On the carriage, she asked Baicao why she was waiting in front of the palace.
Baicao said softly: "It was arranged by Qinglian. Qinglian said that I can see you by waiting outside the palace."
At this point, she paused and then added: "Qinglian also said that after the Crown Princess comes out, let the slaves take you directly to Tianlao to see the Crown Prince. Arrangements have been made there and you can see the Crown Prince directly when you arrive. "
Go directly to see Pei Huan?
Song Shuwan's heart skipped a beat. Who was Qinglian? How could she make arrangements from the palace to the prison?
With this doubt, Song Shuwan rushed to Tianlao and met Pei Huan.
