Suddenly, a group of women came up from the Hou Mansion and surrounded Song Wan, but they did not dare to attack her.
After all, she is the wife of the Hou Mansion. Although she and the Marquis had such a bad fight, no one knew how Jiang Xingjian would deal with her. And even if the Hou Mansion could not tolerate her, the Song family behind them was not someone they could afford to offend.
For a while, Song Wan and the others were in a stalemate with the servants of the Hou Mansion. Song Wan just strode towards the outer courtyard, while the women formed a circle and followed closely to persuade them.
"Madam, think twice, the outer courtyard is ahead of us."
Walking to the Chuihua Gate, Song Wan looked at the wall that separated the inside and outside, and stopped.
It was only a wall, but it isolated her for eighteen years of life. Whether she was in the boudoir or married into the prince's mansion, she had never stepped out of this door alone.
Song Wan subconsciously grasped the hem of her skirt, suddenly feeling enlightened.
"Madam, please don't be angry with the Marquis. This outer courtyard is not for you to go to. There are only servants outside. What will Madam do if she is hit by my husband?"
"Miss……"
Heng Zhi also pursed her lips, undecided.
"Walk."
Song Wan grasped the hem of her skirt tightly and finally took the first step forward.
If she didn't even dare to leave the inner courtyard of the Hou Mansion today, why not drag her aunt and brother down in the future?
"The lady has been discharged from the hospital, the man is avoiding her."
Seeing that she really left the inner courtyard, a group of women blocked her, cleared the place, and some even hurried to the inner house to get a curtain and hat for Song Wan.
Heng Zhi Heng Wu held Huan Xi's laundry stick and guarded Song Wan cautiously.
Everyone was in a stalemate, but suddenly they heard the west bell ringing from the mansion.
Song Wan paused and looked in the direction of Fuhe Hall.
I don't know who called the old lady, and several women suddenly burst into tears.
Song Wan was also a little surprised. Although he knew that the old lady had been dying for a long time, he never thought that he would pass away today.
She pursed her lips slightly, then gritted her teeth and said something and left.
The servants surrounding her looked at each other, and half of them ran towards Fuhe Hall.
"Madam, please go back with the old slave. This outer courtyard is really not for you. Where can you go today? There are no cars or horses in the house, and it is a mess outside. It will be dangerous if you go out of this door."
"Yes, madam, please go back with the old slave."
Mrs. Liang and the Qishun family have always been in awe of her, and she was kind to them. At this time, the two of them were reluctant to leave Song Wan, creating a situation that could not end.
While they were still trying to console themselves, the sound of fighting could be heard at the main entrance of the Hou Mansion.
Although the two groups of people fought fiercely, neither side dared to really hurt anyone. Therefore, although they shouted loudly and cursed vigorously, they were no more than loud thunder and small raindrops.
After entangled for almost an hour, the Song family servant Ding and his mother-in-law broke into the gate of the Hou Mansion.
Song Wan was also making a big fuss. Several women were making noisy noises, which was heard by people in the Song Mansion. Everyone saw a burly woman suddenly pushing away the guard guard, crying and rushing into the Hou Mansion.
"Miss, I'm here to save you."
Hearing this sentence, the people of the Song Mansion seemed to be emboldened from the bottom of their hearts, and then they let go of their hands and feet and waved wooden sticks, plows and other objects in their hands, and knocked hard on everyone in the Hou Mansion.
"Call back. The Marquis said he would never let his wife leave the Marquis's residence!"
As soon as the words fell, the two parties, which had been just playing around, immediately started to fight.
Song Wan was surrounded by Heng Zhi Heng Wu and five or six women of the Song family. One of the women put a curtain hat on her and protected her carefully. Unexpectedly, there were too many people in the Hou Mansion, so Song Wan and his servants were forced back to the inner courtyard soon.
Jiang Xingjian was carried out by several servants, his eyes darkened when he saw this situation.
"Wan'er, come back."
He regretted it, he didn't want to let her go.
"Jiang Xingjian, don't forget that the fifth prince is still in the room."
Song Wan wore a curtain hat. Jiang Xingjian couldn't see the expression on her face, but he could hear the determination in Song Wan's words.
He lowered his eyes to cover the gloominess in his eyes, suppressing the cruelty in his heart.
"Qianbai's life or death is uncertain. If you forcefully stop me today, I will die together with the fifth prince. I don't know if you can bear Concubine Jiang's wrath."
Song Wan opened the curtain, pulled the lantern under the eaves of the corridor, and threw it on the white silk hanging in the west.
The white silk that had just been hung was instantly ignited, and Song Wan continued to pull off the lantern and threw it to the west.
Jiang Xingjian held down the wound on his abdomen, his lips looking extremely pale due to blood loss.
The fire burned more and more fiercely. The servants of the Hou Mansion were putting out the fire while guarding Song Wan. They dispersed one by one until Jiang Xingjian opened his mouth.
"Do you think that if you leave the Hou Mansion today, you will leave forever?"
Song Wan said calmly: "At least I'm leaving today, let's go."
The moment he walked out of the gate of Chengyang Hou Mansion, Song Wan felt a faint sense of dizziness.
She staggered slightly and was supported by Heng Zhi Heng Wu, who also had red eyes.
The strong woman from before also wiped her tears and said: "Miss, I will take you back to your home."
"No."
Song Wan shook his head: "Today is a mess. Qian Bai is also in the mansion. My father and brother must have other plans. At this critical moment, I cannot cause chaos in the mansion."
"Go to Zhuangzi in the suburbs."
After getting on the carriage, Song Wan let out a long sigh of relief.
Although she was worried about Qianbai, it was not the time to go back to the mansion and cause trouble. She could only wait until Qianbai was fine and wait for the mansion to figure out how to deal with her.
Song Wan clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, the tip of her nose was slightly sour.
I have to trouble my brother to worry about her again...
"who?"
When they reached the city gate, the carriage of the Song Dynasty was suddenly stopped. After negotiating with the general guarding the city for a while, the woman came back and said: "Miss, the city gate has been closed. It is said that an enemy agent has been mixed into the city tonight. No one is allowed to enter within seven days." In and out.”
"Seven days?"
The woman looked sad and nodded helplessly.
Song Wanzheng didn't know what to do, so he heard someone coming from outside.
"Is this Mr. Song Fusong's sister in the car?"
"It's our lady."
The officer and soldier looked at the woman in front of him up and down: "You can go out."
Song Wan was puzzled. She had never thought that she could still go out after the city gate was closed. She had no idea for a moment. She didn't dare to leave the city easily for fear of falling into someone's trick, and she was also worried that she would bring trouble to her family in the city.
After hesitating for a moment, she, Fang Rourou, said, "May I ask who gave the order to open the door?"
"Eunuch Wan, the governor of the East Factory."
After the soldier finished speaking, he went to open the door for Song Wan to let him through.
Hengzhi saw this and said, "Miss, shall we leave the city?"
"out."
Song Wan took off his curtain hat and said softly: "No one dares to act in the name of Dongchang."
Although I don’t know when Song Fu got involved with Dongchang, she must leave the city today.
The carriage quickly drove out of the city gate, and Wan Xiao stood on the tall building, quite puzzled as to why his master was so nosy today.
"Master, Madam Marquis Chengyang..."
Xiao Jiye waved his hand and didn't care about Song Wan.
"Today the eldest prince is dead, and the third and fifth princes are even more injured and disabled. When the master returns to the palace, he can resume his status as the prince. I am really happy for the master."
Xiao Jiye heard this and said, "It's not the right time yet."
Don't say that he won't be able to return to the East Palace in the next few days. I don't know if Ji Rong can hold on. Just saying that he is 'recovered' at this time will definitely arouse many suspicions that he is the person behind the scenes today.
Queen Jiang and Song and other three people will definitely work together to put the responsibility for the three princes' disability on him.
It's better to continue to hide one's capabilities and bide one's time and reap the benefits.
He has been waiting for more than twenty years, why does he care about these days?
Shen Qianyu leaned against the window lazily, expressionlessly throwing the fish scale charm engraved with Xiao Jiye's name into the dungeon in the house.
