In the dead silence, Zhen Yuan sneered: "I have said so much, but I am not sure that the emperor is the one who is about to die. Under such circumstances, why should I change my decision because of this?"
Song Shuwan didn't expect that Zhen Yuan couldn't suppress her concerns even after she had spoken to such an extent, and she immediately frowned.
"Miss Zhen, there is no need for me to lie to you about this matter, because it is obvious how long the emperor can live. You only need to wait for a while to see the result. I..."
Before Song Shuwan could finish speaking, Zhen Yuan's fingers on her neck suddenly tightened. The sudden feeling of suffocation made her pause, and her pupils shrank uncontrollably.
Zhen Yuan said coldly: "Shut your mouth, I only need one result today."
Song Shuwan closed her mouth, her helpless eyes fell on Zhen Rong, and then she could only let Zhen Rong speak.
Zhen Rong sighed: "Are you really not going to let her go?"
"Don't let go."
Zhen Yuan uttered two words decisively.
Zhen Rong couldn't help but sigh again: "Okay, now that you have made your choice, I can't delay any longer. Prince, I will leave my daughter to you."
As soon as these words came out, Zhen Yuan's expression changed drastically: "Are you betraying me?"
She looked at Prince Ning. Even though she had confirmed the matter, the anger and disbelief in her eyes were still not concealed.
Prince Ning looked at her indifferently: "What does betrayal mean? I just did what I wanted to do. Zhen Yuan, don't you think that I can really be at your mercy? Then you are looking down on me too much." !”
Pei Huan appeared, his cold eyes swept across Zhen Yuan's face: "I have given you several opportunities. Since you can't catch him, there is no need to catch him. Let him go, and I will give you a good time."
Zhen Yuan did not move, his eyes moved away from Prince Ning and stared at Pei Huan.
Just when everyone thought she still wanted to struggle, Zhen Yuan let go.
Song Shuwan touched the pinched area and quickly walked to Pei Huan's side.
"Are you okay?"
Pei Huan asked in a low voice.
Song Shuwan shook her head: "It's okay, Miss Zhen..."
Having said this, she turned her head and glanced at Zhen Yuan, and tightened her fingertips slightly: "Your Majesty, can you spare her life first?"
Pei Huan frowned: "Are you soft-hearted towards her?"
"No, I just want to find out why she insisted on killing the emperor with her own hands."
Pei Huan nodded: "I understand, I will figure this out for you. You can go back home first."
Song Shuwan nodded, and when she walked past Qinglian, a coldness flashed in her eyes, but in the end she left without saying a word.
That night, Pei Huan turned around and said, "Zhen Yuan didn't explain."
Song Shuwan was stunned for a moment, then quickly asked: "Where is she now? Is she still alive?"
Pei Huan was a little helpless: "In your heart, do I have to kill her?"
Song Shuwan coughed lightly: "Not really, it's just..."
Seeing her pause, Pei Huan asked, "Just what?"
"Miss Zhen has stepped on your bottom line many times, so I am a little worried."
Pei Huan sighed: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."
Song Shuwan nodded and took up the topic.
The next day, Song Shuwan was summoned by the palace again. After entering the palace, she showed it to the Queen Mother and then transferred to the imperial study.
Compared with before, today's emperor is obviously much weaker and his face is a bit more pale.
The emperor looked at Song Shuwan's expression and asked calmly: "Do I have only a few days to live?"
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed slightly: "As long as you take good care of yourself, you can still live for a while."
The emperor smiled, stood up and walked out: "It's very stuffy in the imperial study. You can come with me for a walk."
Song Shuwan followed slowly, and not long after, the two of them arrived in the imperial garden.
Different from summer, the Imperial Garden at this time is completely bare, and the cold wind blows, making the Imperial Garden even more desolate.
The emperor looked at it for a long time and sighed: "I am very afraid of death."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and did not dare to respond to these words, but the emperor himself did not seem to want her to respond.
He continued speaking to himself: "I'm wrong. I'm not the only one who is afraid of death. Many people are afraid. I'm just one of them. I'm just not willing to give in. I'm above tens of millions of people. Why do I face this situation?" Death, but there is no room for struggle? Song Shuwan, tell me, why can't I struggle? Tell me!"
The emperor roared angrily. At this time, he completely lost the bearing of an emperor.
Song Shuwan opened her mouth and wanted to speak several times, but found that she didn't know what to say.
After a long time, the emperor staggered away and said, "That's all, you don't have to give me the answer. I already know it."
Back at the mansion, Song Shuwan hesitated again and again and told Pei Huan about the emperor's behavior: "I always feel that the emperor will do something because he is about to die."
"I'll draw attention to it and try to minimize any trouble."
Pei Huan held Song Shuwan's hand and pressed his fingers slightly: "Wan'er, when things here are over, let's go to the border."
Going to the border?
Song Shuwan thought for a moment, then raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Okay, when things here are over, we will go to the border."
For the next three days, Pei Huan did not return home, but in the court, the case about the Song family was raised again.
Not long after, officials were responsible for re-examining the Song family's case.
Song Shuwan was very happy to get the news, but this happiness did not last long and disappeared because of Qinglian.
Qinglian said: "In the Song family's case, until the end of the investigation, the result may not be as the young lady thinks."
"No matter what the final result of the investigation is, I will accept it, Qinglian, I don't need you to talk too much in front of me."
Qinglian twitched her lips: "Do you not need my words, or are you holding grudges? Miss Song still remembers what I took you to the inn before, right? But unfortunately, that matter was not my decision alone."
Song Shuwan's eyes darkened: "What do you want to say?"
Qinglian's voice was slightly lowered: "I followed the prince's instructions."
Song Shuwan clenched her fingers, and the ups and downs in her heart suddenly became violent, but she soon calmed down.
She will not be affected by Qinglian's words. She has to wait for the final result before she can make a decision.
Even so, Song Shuwan was still affected, and Qinglian's words kept lingering in her mind.
Amidst this unspeakable change, Pei Huan returned to the house.
"The Song family's case will be resolved in at most half a month. By then...what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?"
Song Shuwan hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and expressed her doubts: "I was taken to see Zhen Yuan by Qinglian before, but was it your arrangement?"
Their eyes met, and the surroundings fell into silence.
Song Shuwan stared at him, her heart gradually sinking: "It seems that it was indeed your arrangement. I don't understand why you made such an arrangement?"
