The wheels rolled forward slowly.

Perhaps he was worried about the eldest princess' body, and the handlebar style did not dare to let the horse move quickly, but gradually drove away at a pace like a pace.

Even so, Princess Yongshou was still in great pain.

She did not ask Mama Meng to press her on her, but leaned against the pillow, closed her eyes, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Maybe it was because she remembered Wen Ziliang, or maybe the pain would really make people feel confused. Princess Yongshou couldn't help but think that if the person she married was Wen Ziliang, would the situation she faced now be different...

From beginning to end, Wen Ziliang never let go.

He didn't want to Shang Princess as his son-in-law, but he didn't want to.

No matter how much the mother coaxed her or the father persuaded her, Wen Ziliang was very persistent.

From beginning to end, it is a person who is stubborn enough to his bones. This is true when he refuses his relatives, and when he dies in prison.

If she had really threatened and tempted her back then, she would marry Wen Ziliang to this day...

It will only be worse than her and Fang Xuanqing.

At least, Fang Xuanqing is still alive, but Wen Ziliang can't live.

Because the Shen family's blood was bleeding on her body, no matter who the prince-consort was, she would do everything for Hu'er. She had to pull Emperor Ruiyong down from the dragon throne and hold Hu'er on it, and this was as straightforward as Wen Ziliang could not accept.

And she once admired Wen Ziliang's talent and liked his appearance, but those ethereal emotions would dissipate with time.

A few years ago, I was thinking about looking for a few faces that were 607% similar to Wen Ziliang. Before I could find them, Yongshou gave up.

It's so boring.

Yuan didn't have any deep affection and friendship, at most he couldn't swallow that breath.

Qi will always dissipate, but the blood on the body will not change.

Princess Yongshou opened her eyes suddenly.

The pain made her sweat profusely, but her eyes were more firmer than before.

In her life, she is not suitable for love. All she wants to pursue is Hu'er's future.

Whether it is Wen Ziliang or Fang Xuanqing, it is just a waste of trouble when I think about it. It is better to be the one who is sensible and obedient than to serve the princess in the mansion.

Who doesn’t like men and women?

Isn’t Fang Xuanqing the same?

She has been facing cold faces with her for many years, but she is most concerned about not only the concubines and maids who were raised in the Duke of Wu’s mansion.

Princess Yongshou sat up and said to Madam Meng: "For the matter of going to Jingci Temple, remember to write to Yunyi."

Madam Meng nodded.

Outside the yamen, Wen Yan watched the carriage leave.

Princess Yongshou did not give her an answer, but from the other party's ugly face and fierce words, Wen Yan could imagine how uncomfortable the eldest princess said before her father died.

The corners of his lips bent, and Wen Yan laughed.

If the eldest princess is not happy, then she will be happy.

After sitting back in the sedan chair, Wen Yan waited for a long time before the Shen family was taken out.

Prison vans one after another.

The front was Shen Lin. He stood in the car, his neck was buckled by wooden shackles and his feet were tied with shackles, which was much thinner than when he was taken out of the Shen family mansion before.

Since then, Shen Feng seems to have only breathe. If it weren't for the wooden shackles, people would have collapsed in the prison car.

Later on, Shen Ye, who also grew older and was extremely in poor spirits.

The yamen runners were escorting prisoners, and behind the team were death row prisoners walking.

One by one, they were also bound by wooden shackles and shackles, tied with their hands, connected by ropes, and lined up in a long row.

Chen Ming was in it. He saw Madam Huang next to the sedan chair, but couldn't see the person in the sedan chair clearly. The curtain was only lifted one corner, and from his perspective, he only saw a few fingers.

He was slightly stunned, only to feel that Madam Huang looked familiar. It was not until he walked away that he remembered her identity.

The nanny beside the fourth young master’s wife!

Chen Ming stopped and turned around, shouting heartbrokenly in his hoarse voice: "I want to be a crime! I rely on a bunch of messy evidence to get the emperor to issue an order. Can your actions today stand firm?"

Because of his shouting, the team was in chaos. The yamen runners quickly came up to maintain it and dragged Chen Ming forward.

Wen Yan heard it, but did not answer.

Madam Huang answered for her.

"The Pingxi Hou Mansion also wanted to inflict a crime. When your Shen family forced the emperor to issue an order to convict, could it be tenable?" Madam Huang looked at the Shen family coldly, "Our wife said that this is a 'recitation of courtesy'. Of course, you can also understand it as 'responsible treatment of the person', but it is time to pay off the debt."

Madam Huang spoke with a straightforward word.

It should be because she was a job in the palace in the past. She spoke very well. Even though she had been to Lin'an for a while, she did not change her accent.

The pronunciation method is also different from that of ordinary people. It is like practicing qi, sinking into the dantian, word by word, and it is extremely loud.

Chen Feng could hear Chen Lin, who was escorted to the front, clearly.

Chen Feng opened his mouth and gasped. What he wanted to say, but these days, he was powerless to speak.

Chen Lin lowered his eyes and did not turn around to look.

He thought Madam Huang was very reasonable.

Recite and exchange.

This is the officialdom.

It is normal for the things that the Shen family has done to be returned by the same means.

Debts must be paid.

This is true for the Shen family, and so is the emperor on the dragon throne.

Chen Lin is about to set off, but he will watch underground, watching the living people continue to do their best to calculate all their debts and ask for them.

The Shen family's queue is getting farther and farther away.

Wen Yan put down the curtain, raised the sedan chair and left the other end.

She had no intention of seeing the execution.

The noise came over, and as the Shen family's prison car appeared in sight, the people who were watching became even more excited and pointed at the prison car.

"Smuggling ironware is such a great courage!"

"A big hole has been broken even after Dingmen Pass! If this is not discovered, when the Tartars move south, the northern border will be in danger!"

"It's not just the northern border, but the capital city is not good either. Haven't you heard from the storytellers? When the northern border reaches the capital city, the Tatars' cavalry rushed down, and it would be like entering a no-man's land! At that time, the gates of the capital city will be surrounded by Tatars!"

"That's right? After all, this family's surname is Chen. If it weren't for such a big deal, would it be that the whole family would be beheaded and exiled?"

"You can't blame the emperor for being cruel. If the emperor doesn't deal with the Shen family, the Shen family will destroy his country!"

When the prison car passed outside Shuntian Mansion, Wen Zifu came out and took a look, and heard some comments.

In order to deal with the Shen family with justification, the emperor told the Shen family to the world that the crimes were committed by the emperor. Everyone who did things was aware of them. Even if they were exaggerating, they had to make the matter extremely serious.

What's more, the worst consequences of the door closing are not impossible.

After the queue left, Wen Zifu walked back to Shuntian Mansion with his hands behind his back.
Chapter completed!