The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 612 Arrest
"Three sisters..."

Coming out of Xing Xiuyun's room, Song Xieyu happened to meet Song Xieyan. She seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and two golden osmanthus flowers fell from her hair bun. When she got closer, she could smell the faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. Looking up at her small face, she looked at her with a pair of clear and lingering eyes, the eyes flickered slightly, watery, with a little panic.

Stretching out the golden osmanthus, Song Xieyu half squatted down, looked at Song Xieyan at the same level, and asked softly, "What is Seventh Sister doing here?"

Song Xieyan reached out and hugged Song Xieyu's neck, and whispered carefully in her ear: "Third sister, Yan'er is afraid..."

Song Xieyu was taken aback when she heard this, and hugged Song Xieyan in her arms. Xing Xiuyun had an accident, she broke into the prince's mansion with a knife, and Song Xieyan was taken back to Huaiyin Palace. She stayed by the old lady's side since she was a child, and her grandmother He was brought up by himself and rarely got close to his mother and elder brother.

Although she, the seventh younger sister, was timid, she was extremely intelligent. She was taken back to the Huaiyin Palace, even though the whole household kept it from her and her grandmother, but Song Xieyan must have noticed something was wrong.

Hugging Song Xieyan, Song Xieyu patted her on the back and comforted her gently: "Don't be afraid, the third sister is here..."

Now in the mansion, Seventh Younger Sister is most trustworthy, besides her grandmother, she is probably the third sister, her grandmother is not in good health, Yan'er has always been sensible, so she will not show any emotion in front of her grandmother.

Song Xieyu suddenly felt a sense of fear, if that day, she really didn't care about killing Shen Zhaozhao and taking her life, how sad would Seventh Sister be...

What Xie Chu said was right, her life was very precious, and it was not worth it to just give it to Shen Zhaozhao.

Song Xieyan lay in Song Xieyu's arms and sobbed softly: "Third sister, elder brother shut himself in the house and did not go out, mother is also sick, Yan'er can't do anything...Nurse Song said that sister-in-law is ill, three Sister, will sister-in-law be okay? Yan'er doesn't want sister-in-law to get sick..."

Song Xieyu felt sad and couldn't bear to listen any longer, so she could only repeat the three words "it will be better". At the end, she even started to be in a trance, not knowing whether she was comforting Song Xieyan or herself.

After finally persuading Song Xieyan to go back, Song Xieyu looked at Madam Li who was waiting in front of her, pursed her lips, and stepped forward: "Mama, how is mother?"

Momo Li's eyes turned red instantly, and she wiped away her tears: "Princess Wangfei's body has always been unhealthy, and now she is hit hard, and she can't bear it, she can't even get out of bed."

Song Xieyu's brows and eyes turned cold, and her body turned cold: "How could this be? Mother is so seriously ill, why hasn't any news spread out?"

Nanny Li wiped away her tears: "My concubine told me not to let the news of her serious illness spread out in Shi'anyuan. This old slave couldn't bear it anymore, so I told you the truth, Miss San."

Her tone was sad, her old eyes stared at Song Xieyu, her face was bleak: "Your trespass into the prince's mansion, the lord confessed and kept it a secret, and now the wangfei can't bear the slightest stimulation anymore."

Song Xieyu supported Yuxian, almost unsteady, and it took a long time to recover. After Li Nanny finished speaking, she stopped talking and retreated to Xing Xiuyun's yard.

Yuxian and Yushu looked worried, but after all, Yushu couldn't hold back and asked, "Princess, are we going back to Prince Yong's Mansion now?"

"No, go to Aunt Li's yard." Song Xieyu frowned, Xing Xiuyun's personal maid Xiuru was sent away when the incident happened that day, and only Xing Li was by her side.

She must ask clearly what happened to cause the two of them to be hurt like this.

Xing Li's courtyard is not far from Xing Xiuyun's courtyard, and Song Xieyu arrived within a few steps. Compared with Xing Xiuyun's main courtyard, Xing Li's courtyard is more deserted, and there are only two little maids waiting in the house Then, watching Song Xieyu come in, the little maid hurriedly saluted.

Song Xieyu looked at the position of the bed, Xing Li was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his body was only covered with a thin quilt, and was bandaged below his knees, and blood oozing could still be seen faintly. There was a charcoal fire in the room, which made the whole room very warm.

Seeing that Song Xieyu was silent, the little maid raised her eyes from the side, glanced at Song Xieyu secretly, saw her staring at Xingli lying on the bed, and reminded in a low voice: "Princess Yong, Aunt Li has not woken up yet, the princess has something to do. thing?"

Song Xieyu's eyes fixed on Xingli's body for a few moments, then he looked away and shook his head: "It doesn't matter, what does the doctor say about your master's legs?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the little girl couldn't hide her emotions, and her eyes turned red immediately: "Doctor Xin said that if the master's leg is cured well, he can still walk, but if it is not cured, he will have to use a wheelchair instead... "

Song Xieyu's hand placed by his side kept tightening, and his complexion became even colder. Shen Zhaozhao was so calculating that he not only wanted Xing Xiuyun's child, but also Xingli's pair of legs!

"If your master wakes up, send someone to the palace to write to me."

Coming out of Xingli's room, Song Xieyu went back to Prince Yong's Mansion, and got off the carriage at the gate of the mansion. Song Xieyu suddenly coughed violently, and finally passed out again.

When Xie Chu came over, Yuxian and Yushu were running around in a hurry, seeing him was the backbone.

Carrying the man directly to the nearest study room, Lang Yan hadn't left yet, when seeing Xie Chu come in with the man in his arms, his face became serious, and he hurried up to check his pulse.

Xie Chu stared at the side, saw that Lang Yan withdrew his hand, and then spoke in a cold voice.

"How about it?"

Lang Yan took out the needle pack from the medicine box: "The princess is in a hurry, just let out the stagnant anger in her heart, it's not a big deal."

With Lang Yan's diagnosis, Xie Chu felt relieved. Looking at Song Xieyu's pale face, he closed his eyes and spoke with forbearance.

"Lang Yan, take care of Changle, I need to go to the palace."

Naturally, Lang Yan knew the stakes, so he didn't say much at the moment: "My lord, I will wait in the side room tonight, so nothing will happen to the princess."

With his words, Xie Chu nodded slightly, changed his clothes, and went to the palace in a carriage.

Just arrived at the palace gate, just happened to meet He Cheng who was leaving the palace, Xie Chu frowned, and called out to him: "Eunuch He!"

He Cheng saw Xie Chu early in the morning, but he just pretended not to see him. When he heard Xie Chu calling him, he could only stop and put on a smiling face: "His Royal Highness King Yong."

Xie Chu looked at the bright yellow silk cloth he was hiding in his sleeve, and probably guessed something, so he went straight to the point without turning around.

"The father-in-law is holding it, but is it an imperial decree to arrest the princess?"

He Cheng subconsciously hid the things in his hand, smiled mischievously, and finally sighed and told Xie Chu the truth.

"His Royal Highness, Concubine Yong's movement is too great, and His Majesty can't protect her anymore."

(End of this chapter)