"Wan'er thinks, which one is better for the people, the current emperor or Prince Ning?"
Song Shuwan was startled. Did Pei Huan throw the question back to her?
Gathering away her thoughts, she said softly: "None of these two people is good to the people."
"That's right. Since both of them are not good to the people, why should I let them sit in that position? Tatar can produce a queen, and I, the Zhou Dynasty, can also produce one. Just be good to the people."
Song Shuwan was silent, Qinglian said that she didn't mind becoming the second queen, but Pei Huan said that she could just be good to the people.
The centers of the two are too far apart.
"Actually, you don't want a queen, do you?"
Song Shuwan sighed and spoke, with helplessness in her eyes: "You just think that Qinglian is easier to control than men, so you said such high-sounding words."
Pei Huan smiled: "My words are indeed a bit high-sounding, but they are an opportunity for Qinglian. As the eldest princess, she naturally has her own methods. I will not control anyone, Wan'er, I said However, I am only loyal to Dazhou and its people."
Song Shuwan: "..."
Pei Huan has emphasized his loyalty countless times, but he didn't expect it to happen again.
After a while, she lowered her eyes and said softly: "I understand, but Your Majesty, many things will not go as smoothly as people think. If you really want to be good to the people, then make a good plan. Only by ensuring that nothing goes wrong , in order to stabilize the situation."
After leaving these words, she called An San in: "The prince came back secretly this time, and he will not leave until the matter is completed. An San should go back to the prince. I have someone here who can protect me."
Pei Huan did not refuse, chatted with Song Shuwan for a few words, and then left with An San.
Song Shuwan sat alone in the room for a long time before she put her thoughts away and went downstairs to leave the room.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she arrived outside the inn, she was surrounded by people.
"Miss, Boss Chen, please come over."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "Is that Chen San? Lead the way."
Half an hour later, Song Shuwan saw Chen San, glanced at the crutch in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "Chen San, what do you want with all this back and forth?"
"The lady said it wrong. You should ask what you can give me."
Song Shuwan followed his words and repeated: "What can I give you?"
"It's very simple, Pei Huan's life."
Song Shuwan's face instantly darkened: "Are you provoking me?"
Chen San shook his head, stood up and said, "Someone spent a million taels of silver in exchange for Pei Huan's life. This is a big deal, and I'm very moved."
"I didn't know that a news dealer also made a living by killing people. Chen San, don't forget how you got up. If you want to kill Pei Huan, your ability is not enough."
Song Shuwan's tone was calm, but the disdain in her words was very obvious.
Chen San smiled slightly, not affected by the words at all: "I will never forget the reason why I got up, but Pei Huan, I must be killed. Miss, I invited you here just to achieve my goal, not to listen to you. lesson."
Song Shuwan felt her heart skip a beat and subconsciously stepped back: "Chen San, what do you want to do?"
"Young lady, don't be afraid. As long as you cooperate, I will never take your life. Someone comes and ties up the young lady."
Song Shuwan was tied up by two people.
Chen San walked out on crutches: "At the end of the evening, Pei Huan will be dead. By then, Miss, you will have nothing to worry about."
"Chen San, you..."
Song Shuwan wanted to scold her, but as soon as she spoke, she was blocked.
A ball of white cloth filled her mouth directly, suppressing her tongue so that she could not make a sound.
"Miss, don't speak in a hurry. When the dust settles, you have plenty of time to speak. Go and deliver a message to Pei Huan and ask him to go to the mass grave outside the city at noon. If he is late, I will send the lady's head there."
Song Shuwan opened her eyes wide. This is what Chen San said. He wouldn't kill her? This will all cost her her head!
Chen San said with a smile: "Miss, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
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On the other side, Pei Huan looked at the person who delivered the message, his eyes were cold: "Your master is Chen San, right?"
"Yes, he, he asked the younger one to deliver the message. You can't, you can't kill me."
The person delivering the message stammered, lost control of his words, and fell to his knees directly on the ground.
Pei Huan clenched his fingers: "Very good, very good."
He was obviously smiling, but the pressure around him made everyone around him subconsciously lower their heads.
The God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty was angry, and even the secret guards who had been following him did not dare to speak out easily.
After a while, Pei Huan said coldly: "Go back and tell him that I will go to the mass grave at noon, but if he dares to touch a hair of Wan'er, no one under his command will survive, get out!"
"Yes Yes."
The person who delivered the message ran away in panic.
At noon, Pei Huan appeared at the mass grave outside the capital. He looked around and saw no one.
After a moment of pause, Pei Huan said, "Chen San, I'm here. Where are you now?"
After a brief silence, Chen San appeared with a group of people: "I'm here."
Their eyes met, and Pei Huan quickly passed him, looking for Song Shuwan in the crowd behind.
Chen San sighed: "Prince Pei cares so much about Miss, why did he reconcile with Miss in the first place?"
Pei Huan frowned. He didn't see Song Shuwan.
"This is a matter between me and her. You, a subordinate, are not qualified to take care of it."
Chen San shook his head: "Prince Pei's words are wrong. Although I am a subordinate, I am also very concerned about the young lady. Her status is no worse than that of Prince Pei. How can I tolerate her being humiliated?"
Pei Huan laughed angrily: "Do you think being separated is a humiliation to her? Have you said this in front of her? Or, do you dare to say it in front of her?"
"No, I dare not, but there is no need to say it. Prince Pei, you know why my lady wants to marry you, so don't humiliate yourself here."
Pei Huan narrowed his eyes: "You keep telling me that your lady, if you really regard her as your master, why do you hide so much information from her? Chen San, the dog that devours his master, will be beaten to death if he is unfaithful once, don't you think , Will she really tolerate you?"
Chen San spread his hands: "It doesn't matter, no matter what the lady does with me, I don't mind, but before that, I have to kill you first, so that the lady can leave without any worries."
leave?
Pei Huan's heart skipped a beat and he felt a little more solemn: "What do you mean by this?"
"That's what I mean on the surface, Pei Huan, you have too much influence on my young lady. No matter what, I will not keep you. Kill him!"
As Chen San finished speaking, a group of people emerged from all directions of the mass grave. Under the sun, the swords in their hands shone with cold light, and they approached Pei Huan step by step.
"Prince Pei, there is no need to struggle. As long as you die here, I will let the young lady go immediately."
Pei Huan sneered: "With all your nonsense, you can't make me die. Everyone is here, right? An San, kill them!"
In an instant, another group of people appeared in the mass grave, surrounding Chen San and his men.
