"You...are you telling the truth?"
When Jiang's mother heard this, her eyes suddenly darkened. She could no longer stand and fell backwards. Lin Jiayue held her tightly but was also dragged to the ground due to her physical inconvenience.
She hated Jiang's mother for pretending to be fainted and limp after something happened. Lin Jiayue shouted anxiously: "Don't faint. Do you want Concubine Jiang and Lord Marquis to die in Suhe River?"
"When is it now that you have accomplished something?"
Lin Jiayue pulled her up angrily, and Jiang's mother cried: "I want to go to the palace. I want to go to the palace to question the sage why he treated Yi'er like this? I have been in Chengyang Marquis Mansion for a hundred years..."
With a snap, Lin Jiayue slapped Jiang Mu hard on the face.
"Are you awake? Entering the palace? If you enter the palace now, do you think you can still survive?"
The more she talked, the angrier she became. Lin Jiayue reached out and slapped her twice more.
"The emperor has made it clear that he is using the Marquis Mansion to vent his anger on Princess Nanqing. Are you not sending enough people to your door now because you think they are dead?"
Jiang's mother seemed to be woken up by being slapped, and her eyes slowly regained consciousness: "You're right, I can't enter the palace, so what can I do?"
"You hand me the post, I want to see Song Wan."
"What's the use of seeing her?"
Lin Jiayue gritted her teeth: "The Song family is useful, Song Fu is useful, and Song Lan'an is useful."
"Song Wan is in the East Palace. If the prince dies, the Song family's future will be reduced to ashes. They will definitely find a way to send troops to rescue the prince. After sending troops and having support, the Marquis will have more hope of survival."
"We can't delay any longer. I want to see Song Wan now."
Jiang's mother nodded: "I'll hand it over right now."
She hurriedly walked out, and after taking two steps, she said again: "Why don't we go to Song Lan'an first?"
"The prince is not the only one who can inherit the great treasure. If he is the first to look for Song Lan'an, what will you do if he conceals the matter?"
"Stop talking nonsense and write quickly. Song Wan will find a way to get the Song Mansion to help."
Jiang's mother slapped her hard on the face, forcing herself to calm down, but when she picked up the pen, she said: "I can't be the first to receive Song Wan, and I can't enter the palace."
Her eyes were red, and even her lips and tongue were a little stiff.
"If what you say is true, someone will be watching the Hou Mansion. But you are different. You are just a concubine. I will write a note to Lu Liangyuan for you."
"The Lu family has a somewhat tortuous relationship with our family. I am writing a note to you as my maternal aunt, asking you to come to the palace to give her some things. When you enter the palace, you can ask the Lu family's daughter to give you something. Introduce Song Wan."
"That kid is too stupid to suspect."
Jiang's mother quickly wrote a few words, and then ordered her family to prepare some food and cloth and send them to the palace quickly. The two of them waited in the house for a long time but still received no news.
Lin Jiayue said in a hoarse voice: "Will the palace be under martial law and no one will be allowed in or out?"
"Won't."
Jiang's mother clutched the handkerchief tightly: "The sudden martial law in the palace will arouse others' suspicion. Now the Holy Emperor will try his best to maintain the superficial status quo and will not do anything to arouse suspicion."
The two waited for a long time, and news came from the palace that Lu Liangyuan asked Lin Jiayue to come to the palace to meet her.
Lin Jiayue stood up and was about to go out, but Jiang's mother said: "Wipe the tears on your face, smile more when you see others, and be sweeter so that no one can notice anything."
Lin Jiayue nodded and was about to leave when Mother Jiang suddenly choked up and said, "It depends on you whether Yi'er can come back safely. Remember to beg Song Wan more. If she holds grudges against me, I will go to the palace in person when Yi'er comes back. Make amends to her."
"It doesn't matter if I crawl or kneel down."
"She will rescue Mr. Hou, I believe her, she will."
After Lin Jiayue finished speaking, she strode out.
Lu Youyun was still guessing what happened to the sudden appearance of her maternal aunt, when she saw Lin Jiayue with a big belly being brought in by the eunuch from outside the hospital.
"You are heavy, and it is really hard for you to give me things."
Smiling and welcoming Lin Jiayue into the door, Lu Youyun sat on the chair and said nothing. Lin Jiayue didn't have time to chat with her, so she got straight to the point: "To be honest with Lu Liangyuan, I want to see Song Chenghui when I enter the palace today."
"Song Chenghui?"
Lin Jiayue nodded: "The two of us had some connection before. The second master of the family had a younger sister. Song Chenghui once promised to help the girls in the family look after their marriages. Now that the girls are old, I looked at several families and wanted to ask her to help. Palm eyes.”
"So that's what happened."
Lu Youjun was simple-minded, and she knew about Song Wan's relationship with Cheng Yanghou Mansion. After hearing this, she didn't think twice and asked Yinghong to go to Lai Yi Pavilion to inquire.
While waiting, Lin Jiayue smiled so hard that her face froze before Song Wan slowly came over.
"Song Chenghui."
Song Wan showed a gentle smile: "Why are you here today?"
Perhaps because of the safe pregnancy, Lin Jiayue was much plumper than last time, and she no longer looked sickly and delicate like before. The two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, and when they met again, Song Wan felt a bit happy about meeting an old friend.
When Lin Jiayue saw Song Wan, she hurriedly stood up and grabbed her wrist, exerting all her strength.
Her strength was very strong, and Song Wan saw that Lin Jiayue seemed to be smiling, but in fact, her eyes were full of tears and full of prayer.
She frowned slightly, then smiled and said: "There is a small pavilion in Youjun courtyard. Let's sit there? The view there is broad, and it will be more comfortable for you to get some fresh air."
With a wide field of view, no one could eavesdrop. Lin Jiayue nodded hurriedly and pulled the person out.
"Today I am using Lu Liangyuan's honor to meet an old friend. I wonder if I could trouble Youyun to prepare some snacks for the two of me?"
"What's the trouble? I just eat a lot here."
Lu Youjun said with a smile on his face: "You two go and talk first, I will come back as soon as I go."
Song Wan smiled lightly and pulled Lin Jiayue out of the yard.
When they reached the courtyard, Song Wan asked Heng Zhi to get a cushion and cloak for Lin Jiayue. After everyone was sent away, she whispered: "What happened to you?"
Lin Jiayue shook her head: "It's not me, it's the prince and Jiang Xingjian."
After telling Song Wan what he said to Jiang's mother, Lin Jiayue continued: "The letter also said that Qin Zhan died and Prince Ning ascended the throne..."
"What should we do now? It's been so long and they are still alive?"
When Song Wan heard this, he felt as if someone had poured cold water down from his head to his feet, and the chill spread from the bottom of his heart to his fingertips.
She grabbed the hem of her skirt and took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. After a while, Song Wan said in a deep voice: "It should be fine. At least King Ning doesn't know the situation in Suhe now, which means Qin Rao's troops are being held back."
She knew that Jiang Xingjian had a private soldier in his hands, and now it seemed that this private soldier was holding Qin Rao back.
Song Wan said: "This matter needs to be made known to the whole world as soon as possible."
The two of them had red eyes, but they knew that now was not the time to cry, so they both held back the tears.
"Only when everyone knows it, will the Holy One be forced by the pressure from the DPRK and China to send troops to support."
"If he is not forced into a desperate situation, he will definitely not take any action. Instead, he will use everything he has to erase the traces of this incident in order to record unwarranted achievements in history."
"Jia Yue..."
Song Wan's eyes were firm: "I need your help."
