In the silence, Song Shuwan twitched her lips: "Jing Tou Ling is really attentive. Everyone here is from Huayulou. I wonder who Jing Tou Ling wants to arrest?"
She was hoping to get lucky and wanted to block Mother Jiang behind her, but Jing Ming's fingers swept over and landed directly on Mother Jiang.
Jing Ming said coldly: "According to the investigation by the people below, this person is a spy sent by the Tatars. He has been lurking in the Zhou Dynasty for many years. He has evil intentions and should be punished."
The four words at the end of Jing Ming's words were full of murderous intent. Song Shuwan listened and tightened her fingers instantly: "Is Leader Jing joking? Mother Jiang is just an ordinary madam, that's all..."
"Miss Song, don't rush to intercede with others. I brought people here today, and it's not just her who I want to arrest."
Song Shuwan smiled: "Is Leader Jing still trying to arrest me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Ming clapped his hands: "Miss Song is indeed smart. You will understand before I say it clearly. In this case, I won't say much anymore. Please just follow me."
Jing Ming made a gesture of invitation, and Song Shuwan's eyes flashed with darkness. After a few moments, she stepped forward and said, "Can I ask why Leader Jing wants to arrest me?"
Jing Ming said nothing, but his eyes turned around Song Shuwan and Mama Jiang.
Song Shuwan suddenly understood, nodded and said, "I understand, it's because I'm familiar with Mother Jiang, but I'm innocent. Even if Leader Jing catches me, he won't be able to find out anything."
"Whether you are innocent or not can only be known after the Dali Temple interrogation. Miss Song, please,"
Half an hour later, Song Shuwan and Jiang's mother were detained separately.
Jing Ming specially followed Song Shuwan and told her through the railing: "If you enter this prison today, Miss Song will not be able to get out. The emperor has sent word that we will trap Miss Song here and no one can save her." I won’t leave you.”
Song Shuwan said, "I understand. Does Leader Jing have anything else to say?"
There was a calm look on her face, which made Jing Ming hesitate.
"Miss Song, don't you feel annoyed?"
Song Shuwan was confused: "Why should I feel annoyed?"
Looking at each other, Song Shuwan and Jing Ming fell into silence, but not long after, Jing Ming turned and left, leaving Song Shuwan alone, with doubts in his heart getting more intense.
What does Jingming mean?
That night, Qinglian took An San into the prison, and both of them looked ugly.
An San said: "I arrested you here for no reason. Your Majesty, this is obviously..."
Qinglian coughed twice: "Ansan, be careful what you say."
An San snorted, his face full of disdain, but he didn't say anything.
Song Shuwan sighed: "If you two come to argue in front of me, you don't need to make this trip."
Qinglian said seriously: "An San and I are here to pick up Miss Song."
Song Shuwan held her head with one hand and repeated what Jing Ming said yesterday, and finally asked: "Are you sure you can pick me up?"
Qinglian smiled: "Ms. Song, did you forget the death-free medal on your body?"
The corner of Song Shuwan's mouth twitched. She was just locked up in a prison, and she wasn't about to be beheaded in public. Why did she need to use the gold medal to avoid death?
Thinking about it, she directly rejected the proposal.
Qinglian saw her thoughts at a glance: "Miss Song, don't think that using the gold medal to avoid death is making a fuss. When the situation really gets out of control, even if you want to use the gold medal to avoid death, the gold medal will have no effect."
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes: "So, are you going to... huh?"
Qinglian's expression was calm: "It's still under discussion."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan understood in her heart: "In that case, then I will listen to you and use the gold medal to avoid death."
Qinglian gave a gentle blessing and left with An San. When she turned around, there was Jingming beside her.
Jing Ming's face was very ugly, but when he got closer, he suppressed his anger and asked someone to open the cell door.
"Miss Song is quite capable."
Song Shu Wan straightened her sleeves and said calmly as she walked past Jing Ming: "If I don't have the ability, I won't take the initiative to cooperate here. Oh, by the way, where is Mother Jiang?"
Jing Ming frowned: "Why did Miss Song ask this? You can't. You want to take that Mother Jiang out too, right?"
Song Shuwan shook her head: "I don't have that many gold medals to avoid death, I just want to meet her."
Hearing this, Jing Ming called a jailer to lead the way, and then left.
Turning the corner, Song Shuwan saw Mother Jiang. She felt very uncomfortable looking at the person covered in blood inside.
"Mother Jiang, how are you?"
Mother Jiang opened her eyes, saw the people outside the cell clearly, and managed to support her body: "Miss was released?"
She struggled to speak, and it took her a long time to finish a sentence.
Song Shuwan clenched her fingers: "Well, someone offered me a gold medal to avoid death. Mother Jiang, you..."
"I'm fine."
Mother Jiang's pupils were a little dilated, and her words became more labored: "If you can go out, please go out as soon as possible. I just hope that you can help take care of the people in Huayulou. Don't let them, don't let them..."
When she said this, her body suddenly dropped.
Song Shuwan's heart trembled, she grabbed the jailer next to her and asked him to open the door.
The jailer also noticed something was wrong and did not dare to delay. He quickly opened the door and let Song Shuwan in.
"Mother Jiang, how are you, Mother Jiang?"
Song Shuwan shouted repeatedly, but as soon as she finished asking, her fingers stopped, and Mother Jiang fell silent.
Qinglian followed behind: "Miss Song, she is dead."
Song Shuwan didn't move.
Qinglian frowned slightly. Although she felt a little worried, she didn't rush her.
Not long after, Jing Ming hurried over and saw the dead Mother Jiang, with a dark face: "I asked you to interrogate, and this is how you interrogated? After killing people, who can tell the Tatar follow-up arrangements?"
He was furious outside the cell, and the jailers lowered their heads and trembled.
In the cell, Qinglian lowered her voice: "Patience, only by taking care of the people above can we take down the people below."
Song Shuwan gritted her teeth. After a long time, she finally suppressed the anger in her heart and stood up with an indifferent expression.
"let's go."
She left with Qinglian and An San. As soon as she passed Jingming, she was stopped by Jingming.
"Miss Song just left like that?"
Song Shuwan turned around, her cold eyes falling on his face: "Does Leader Jing have something to say to me?"
Jing Ming said sadly: "Before Miss Song came here, she was living well, but now she is dead. Miss Song won't give you an explanation?"
"You asked me for an explanation?"
Song Shuwan laughed in anger. Even though she tried her best to suppress it, her tone still revealed anger.
"If Tou Ling Jing had a brain, he should have known that I only talked to her outside the cell. In fact, she and I didn't even say a few words. Under such circumstances, Tou Ling Jing doubted me? I still have to wonder whether it was Jing Tou Ling. The leader did this on purpose and wanted to... keep me in this prison?"
