Several jailers took away the pile of clothes and jewelry. Perhaps they had just heard Mrs. Lu's "backbone" words, so they only did a cursory search, then put their hands and feet on them one by one and left.
Without warm clothes, everyone could only huddle together to keep warm.
Song Mingyuan and Lu Peian's children were gathered into the center by Mrs. Lu and several ladies from the Lu family.
If it was just a transaction at the beginning, then at this moment when they were protecting her and blocking the cold wind with her thin back, Song Mingyuan felt a little warmer in her heart.
The Dog Emperor is really disgusting! If I had known, he would have stolen his dragon bed as well!
Song Mingyuan took a few stones from the space and set them up in a miniature formation. He activated them with a little bit of the spiritual power he had just cultivated, and soon the cold wind that penetrated the prison dissipated somewhat.
The listless people didn't notice it at all, they just thought they were finally getting warm after being huddled together.
"I don't know how Xiaofeng is doing. He is being held in solitary confinement and is afraid he will be tortured."
…
In the palace.
After leaving the morning court, Emperor Anshun was so angry that smoke was rising from his head when he saw that only a dragon bed was left in his palace.
I knew that this evil thief was so evil that he robbed the private treasury and the royal kitchen. I never thought that he could be so evil, even not sparing the gems set in the dragon bed. The bed was turned into a hornet's nest.
It’s so heartbreaking! Don't take him seriously!
Emperor Shun'an took several deep breaths, veins popped out on his hands, and his face was gloomy and terrifying to the extreme.
"Come here, send me more manpower! Seal the city gate and dig three feet into the ground to find the traitor. If he dares to steal in the palace, I will smash his bones into ashes and cut him into pieces!"
"Follow the order!"
The imperial army in the palace was mobilized batch after batch. Emperor Shun'an did not wait for the news that the thieves had been captured. Instead, he waited for the news that the general's mansion had been evacuated.
He was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent. He was so angry that he threw the memorial in the imperial study to the ground and kicked over the desk. "Trash! They are all trash! You can't even handle such a small thing. How can I support trash like you?" What’s the use!”
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
The Imperial Guards who ransacked the house were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and did not dare to express their anger.
"My subordinate is dead. When we went to search the house, the general's palace was already empty. I checked it and found that after the general's palace was stolen and the palace was stolen, the thief must still be in the capital."
"Send people to search every house for me! If you can't catch anyone, don't come back!"
It doesn't matter if the General's Mansion is empty, the important thing is that the thing must not fall into the hands of someone with intentions, otherwise...
Emperor Shun'an lowered his brows, his eyes full of sinister thoughts: "Publish my decree and order the commander of the imperial army and Captain Zuo Fu to lead troops to enforce martial law throughout the city. Anyone who behaves suspiciously will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The Imperial Guards and officers and soldiers were dispatched together, and for a while, the capital was shaken and everyone was in danger.
Song Panshan's heart was beating fast as he listened to the commotion outside. He held on to the table and almost couldn't help but slap himself when he thought of what he said in the court today.
He's such a fucking crow's mouth!
The good ones don’t work, the bad ones work.
Well, now, the palace has really been stolen!
If the emperor was angry with him because of this, he wouldn't be able to explain it even if he had ten mouths! It's all the fault of the thief. He didn't want to steal anything, but he just entered the palace. Isn't this harmful to others?
Morning tomorrow...morning.
Forget it, just don’t go!
Song Panshan wiped the cold sweat from his head and said to the steward standing beside him: "Hurry up and send a letter to the palace, saying that I have been infected with wind and evil in my body these past few days. I am sick at home. I have been taking medicine every day, even in bed. If you can’t come down, let’s avoid the limelight first!”
"Yes, sir!"
After the housekeeper left, Song Panshan only felt light-headed and light-headed. A cold feeling penetrated his limbs and his throat was even more tingling.
A quarter of an hour later, he was lying on the tattered bed he had picked up temporarily.
Two quarters of an hour later, he began to feel hot all over.
Three-quarters of an hour later, he was already dizzy from the fever and drank bowl after bowl of bitter soup.
Song Panshan lay on his back on the hard bed, covered with a thin quilt, and couldn't help crying. He wished he could go back three-quarters of an hour ago and strangle himself to death for talking nonsense.
If a person is really unlucky, his teeth will get stuck even if he drinks cold water. He doesn’t know which god he has crossed paths with today!
After breaking out in a sweat, Taifu Song managed to pull himself together and said, "Go to the pharmacy and get me the antipyretic purple snow pill that was made by Taiyuan Hospital before, and make another bowl of black chicken and ginseng soup."
The waiter carefully reminded: "Master, have you forgotten? Our house was robbed yesterday!"
"The pharmacy is empty, the kitchen...the kitchen is also empty, and even the medicine you just drank was bought by someone from outside."
Not to mention it's a black-bone chicken, there's not even a feather on it!
"The old lady, madam, young lady and young master are all still hungry. The kitchen is so clean that not even a grain of rice can be found."
"..."
Damn you little thief!
You'd better pray that it doesn't fall into his hands, otherwise he insists that he looks good!
Song Panshan felt weak. Not only did he have a headache, but his heart also ached. His heart was bleeding when he thought of all the valuable things in his house being emptied.
The boy hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, I have one more thing, I don't know if I should talk about it or not."
"speak!"
Compared to the evacuation of the Tutor's Mansion, nothing could shock him.
Song Panshan took a sip of water to suppress the bitter taste in his mouth.
"My slave saw a few words on the pillars outside the warehouse. It said... I will definitely come back."
"Pfft, cough, cough -"
Song Panshan squirted out a mouthful of water. He was so angry that he coughed so much that he couldn't even take a breath. He fainted due to choking.
"Master! Master!"
"Come quickly! Master, he has fainted!"
The Taifu Mansion was in chaos.
Song Mingyuan received the document severing ties with Song Panshan at night. If he hadn't been so stimulated that he was unconscious for most of the day, the document severing ties would have been delivered to her at noon.
The documents were sent in by the jailer through some connections.
Song Mingyuan was not surprised at all. After all, what kind of good person could send his own daughter to a dead end? It was only a matter of time before the Lu family was exiled and severed ties with him.
How could he let her have a one in ten thousand chance of dragging down the Song family.
Song Mingyuan accepted the document calmly, but the ladies of the Lu family were filled with indignation and felt unworthy of her.
"This Song Panshan is simply not worthy of being a father! No one with any conscience can do such a thing!"
Song Mingyan is his daughter, but Ming Yuan is not his daughter?
Knowing that the Lu family was about to be exiled, they sent their daughter here. If the Lu family hadn't been so kind, they wouldn't have known how much suffering Ming Yuan would have suffered.
It hasn't even been a day, and I'm here to break off the relationship. I'm afraid that Ming Yuan is having a good life or something?
The ladies were very angry. Even Mrs. Lu, who had always been good-tempered, felt that Song Panshan had gone too far.
"Don't worry, Yuanyuan, the Song family doesn't want you and the Lu family does. You're no worse than Song Mingyan!"
"Yes, no one cares about them! When we get to the place of exile and settle down, life may not be so bad!"
Mrs. Lu Wu saw her lowering her head and said softly: "You should treat this kind of father as dead. The Lu family will be your home from now on."
Mrs. Lu touched her head: "My child, it's okay not to have a father like this! If you cut off the relationship, cut off the relationship. It doesn't matter. He is not good to you. Most people are good to you."
Song Mingyuan thought, if the original person had not died on the sedan chair, if the original person was lucky enough to hear these words, how happy he would be!
The people she admires will light up her inferiority and timidity.
"I am not sad."
Song Panshan is not her father, she has the best father in the world!
It's a pity that she accidentally lost him and couldn't find him after searching for a long time...
