At the critical moment, a figure appeared from behind, just blocking the falling sword. It was Pei Huan who had arrived.
The next moment, angry voices echoed around.
"Leave no one alive, kill them all."
Song Shuwan's face showed joy: "Your Majesty."
Just as she was feeling relaxed, a figure suddenly appeared next to her. A cold light flashed, and another figure appeared, blocking Song Shuwan's face.
"Puff——"
Blood spurted out, and the expression on Song Shuwan's face froze. She saw a knife passing through Baicao's heart. The gurgling blood stung Song Shuwan's eyes.
"Baicao!"
Baicao vomited blood from her mouth and slowly fell back. She murmured and wanted to speak, but her lips trembled and she lost her voice.
Song Shuwan rushed forward: "Baicao, you, you have to hold on, you must hold on, I can, I can..."
She took out the golden needle, but before she could apply it, she saw Baicao and closed her eyes.
"Baicao?"
Song Shu called out wanly, her eyes wide open with hesitation. She shook her hands to apply the acupuncture, but was held down by Pei Huan, who was frowning at the side.
"Wan'er, Baicao's situation is obviously hopeless. You..."
Song Shuwan shook him off and continued to apply the acupuncture without saying a word, but no matter what she did, Baicao, who closed her eyes, stopped moving.
As time passed, even the blood on her chest gradually solidified.
Pei Huan said: "She is dead."
Song Shuwan lowered her head and was silent for a long time.
On the other side, the secret guards gradually cleaned up the assassins.
Pei Huan looked at it and said softly: "Let's go back to the village. We'll talk about other things later, okay?"
Song Shuwan stood up, the golden needle in her hand slipped, and after a long time she whispered: "I want to go back to the capital.
Pei Huan was stunned for a moment: "Now?"
Song Shuwan nodded, suppressing her anger in her calm eyes: "I don't want to hide like this anymore, Your Majesty, the Song family's affairs must be explained, and Baicao's death must also be investigated to the bottom."
Pei Huan frowned: "I know these two things are very important to you, but returning to the capital for this is not a good choice."
Song Shuwan looked at him and asked coldly: "What do you think is the best choice, Prince? Should you just let others chase you? Or should you keep giving in until you can no longer retreat and surrender without mercy?"
"That's not what I meant."
Song Shuwan took a step forward: "What does the Crown Prince mean? I can't say that the Crown Prince has any other plans, right? If so, then why have we been running away in embarrassment?"
Pei Huan's face darkened and he explained, "We are not running away in embarrassment."
Song Shuwan said nothing, just looked at him without saying a word.
After a long time, Pei Huan couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his eyebrows: "Wan'er, you know me..."
"I do not know."
Song Shuwan interrupted him, turned around and said, "I have someone in my hands. Even if I don't have the crown prince, I can still achieve my goal by returning to the capital. The crown prince just needs to tell me now, are you willing to return to the capital?"
Silence spread, and Pei Huan sighed: "You lost your calm."
Song Shuwan closed her eyes: "I also want to stay calm, but Prince, I can't."
Fang is dead, and so is Baicao.
Although she didn't get along with the former very much, she was her aunt after all, and she needed to give an explanation.
In the latter, she wanted to kill the person behind the scenes. On the one hand, it was revenge, and on the other hand, she also wanted to find out who was hiding behind it and targeting her, so that she even left the capital and chased after her.
The wind blew by, and the corners of their clothes were blown up, and then slowly fell down.
"I understand. I will send you back to Beijing first. I will meet you in ten days at most."
"Um."
At noon the next day, Song Shuwan took Qinglian back to the capital. She covered her face, and after discussing with Qinglian, she decided to stay in the inn closest to the palace.
Qinglian said: "The capital has been very peaceful recently, but the emperor seems to have lost his mind and may go crazy at any time. This is not a good thing for the people in the capital."
Song Shuwan leaned against the window and said calmly: "So far, the emperor has not targeted the common people, has he?"
"The court officials have basically changed, and it's not too late for him to target the common people."
Song Shuwan frowned. She really didn't understand the emperor's behavior. It was really...
After a long silence, she rubbed her eyebrows and said, "No matter what happens to the Emperor, I have to meet someone in the afternoon."
Qinglian tilted her head: "Shi, who do you want to see, madam?"
"Mother Jiang."
…
In the afternoon, when Jiang's mother saw Song Shuwan in Huayu Building, she showed some hesitation on her face, but she quickly reacted.
"Come with me."
Song Shuwan nodded and followed Mother Jiang into a room.
Mother Jiang turned around, her expression suddenly becoming solemn: "Didn't I say that you left the capital with the Crown Prince? Why are you back now?"
When Song Shuwan listened, she knew that she had guessed his identity and said softly: "Something unexpected happened. I'll come back to deal with some people."
Mother Jiang frowned: "Mrs. Fang is dead. You come back now, but no one can protect you."
"I don't need her protection."
Having said this, Song Shuwan took out the bracelet from her arms: "I came here today to completely take over the manpower left by my mother. Please also ask Mother Jiang to tell me what I should do?"
Surprise flashed in Mother Jiang's eyes: "The manpower given by Mrs. Fang will not be enough after you take over? Why do you still need..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Song Shuwan.
"Those manpower is not confidential enough for me, Mother Jiang. What I need is manpower that has not been exposed."
Mother Jiang's eyes flickered, and after a moment she asked: "Aren't you afraid that I will reveal your identity and attract the Imperial Army and those who are unfavorable to you?"
"Do you know?"
Those three short words made the room fall into silence.
After a long time, Mother Jiang sighed: "You are really... worthy of being my wife's child."
Song Shuwan knew that the lady in question referred to her mother, and she pursed her lips slightly.
"Please tell Mother Jiang what I should do."
"It's very simple. You go directly to Daewoo Gambling House." Jiang's mother gave a location. "There is a lame middle-aged man named Chen San inside. Take out the bracelet and he will know what to do."
Song Shuwan nodded, thanked her and left Huayulou.
Halfway through, Qinglian suddenly said: "Madam, you just show the person in your hand like this, aren't you afraid of Qinglian's betrayal?"
Song Shuwan said without looking back: "Pei Huan believes in you, and I believe in you. As for betrayal..."
She stopped and turned around to look at Qinglian: "You can try. I think the power in my hands is enough to kill you after you betray me."
Song Shuwan said the last three words with murderous intent.
Qinglian squinted her eyes. Just as she moved her body, she suddenly realized something was wrong. When was there another person behind her? In fact, the sword in the man's hand had already been placed on her neck, which was chilling to the bones.
The breeze was blowing gently, and Song Shuwan waved her hand slightly: "Shanhai, please step back."
