As soon as the matter came out, the eldest prince knew it.

He immediately sent someone to see it. When he learned that the person who hijacked Xiao Yao actually escaped from the prison of Jingzhao Prefecture, he felt something was wrong.

It is easy to get out of the prison in Jingzhao Prefecture, especially those sentenced to death, and there is no possibility of getting out of the prison unless it is the day of the death penalty.

There are also various actions of the people from the Five Cities Warriors.

The staff frowned and pondered, "What happened today is so strange. My subordinates always feel that there is something we haven't found."

The eldest prince nodded, and he felt this way.

After thinking about it, he said, "I always feel that my father is dealing with Song Si. But it shouldn't be. My father doesn't appreciate it very much..."

Speaking of this, something seemed to flash in his mind, and it flashed away, so fast that he didn't catch it.

The staff paused when they saw him and looked at him.

The eldest prince pounded his head, "I seemed to have thought of something just now, but I didn't catch it."

The staff said tentatively, "You just wanted to say that the emperor admires Song Si very much, right?"

The eldest prince frowned and nodded. He was still thinking about what was flashing through his mind just now. He always felt it was very important.

"I don't think so, after all, the third prince is because of the Song family..."

The eldest prince stood up and the staff suddenly stopped.

The eldest prince walked around the house a few times, stopped and asked him, "Do you think your father wants to take advantage of today's opportunity to vent his anger for his third brother?"

The staff paused, stroked his beard and squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "It's possible. If this is the case, then we..."

From this point of view, the emperor did not like Song Si. If they wanted to win over Song Si, wouldn’t they make the emperor dislike it?

The eldest prince turned around a few times and sat back on the chair, "Let Song Si go first, observe for a while before talking about it, let's win over the Xu family first."

...

In the study room of the Second Prince's Mansion, the Second Prince was also talking about today's affairs with his staff, but the direction was different.

The staff said, "Song Si will definitely not go to court for a few days. Your Highness might as well take this opportunity to ask him out and say that you can help investigate the mastermind behind the scenes. Song Si is naturally grateful."

The second prince shook his head, "It's too abrupt to ask him for a date, and Song Si will be suspicious."

"Then...", the aide thought for a while, "In a few days, many officials will come to Beijing to report their duties, and the prefect of Qingping is also among them. At that time, let him have a "cquaintance" with the little girl of the Song family..."

The second prince's eyes lit up.

...

An hour later, Song Si felt that the hand in his hand seemed to move. He immediately looked up at Xiao Yao, and he was ecstatic when he saw Xiao Yao's eyelashes moving.

"Yao'er!"

Xiao Yao's eyelashes trembled even harder, and then her eyes slowly opened. She saw Song Si's red wedding dress stained with blood. After blinking, a string of tears rushed out of her eyes.

Song Sixin was cut like a knife, and she kept comforting, "It's okay, it's okay..."

"I……"

Xiao Yao opened her mouth to speak, but as soon as her lips moved, a severe pain came from her neck. She subconsciously raised her hand and was about to touch her, but she was caught by Song Si, "Yue'er said it's okay, it's better to take care of a few days, you don't have to worry. Try to talk as little as possible to avoid tug the wound."

Xiao Yao's hands were shaking. She thought of the scene of being kidnapped, and the veil was cut open in front of everyone. She wanted to die at that time and died with that person, but she thought of her elderly grandfather and grandmother, if she died, they would not be able to bear it; and her parents, and her younger brother could not be with them, and if she even went there, they would not be able to bear it.

But if he doesn't die, all he can bring to them and Song Si will be endless rumors and point fingers.

A stream of fishy sweetness surged into her throat. She tried desperately to swallow it, but it was useless. The fishy sweetness rushed out and sprayed on Song Si's red wedding dress stained with blood.

Song Si's eyes were full of shock.

"Yue'er, Yue'er!"

His voice was shrill. Qing'er, who was waiting outside the door, heard it and hurriedly pushed open the door. Seeing the blood on Xiao Yao's mouth, there was a thunderous sound in his mind, and turned around and ran towards the flower hall, "Miss Song, Miss Song!"

The shouts alarmed everyone. Song Wanyue, who was sitting in a chair, jumped up instantly when she heard this and ran towards the new house almost without thinking. As soon as she entered the door, she was shocked and walked quickly to the bed and pressed Xiao Yao's pulse. Xiao Yao's blood surged, and if she didn't suppress it, the wound would collapse.

"Brother, get out of here."

As he spoke, he quickly took the needle cover on the table and put it on the bed, pulled out the silver needle, lifted the quilt, pulled open the clothes on Xiao Yao's chest, and stabbed several needles in a row.

Song Si stood aside, his whole body trembling, and his mind was blank.

The female family members led by the Duke of Dingguo rushed into the house and were shocked when they saw the blood on the corner of Xiao Yao's mouth. Mrs. Xiao Zheng's tears suddenly flowed down again, and she wanted to go forward but didn't dare.

After the needle was inserted, Song Wanyue pressed her hand on Xiao Yao's pulse. After a while, she let out a breath and turned her head to look at Song Si inquiring. Seeing that his whole body was shaking, his face was as pale as Xiao Yao's, she sighed, "What did you say just now?"

Song Si just shook his head and stared at Xiao Yao tightly, not daring to blink.

"Yao'er."

The wife of Dingguo Duke came forward, her voice trembled so hard, but in just one day, she seemed to be over 10 years old. She squatted down in front of the bed, shaking her hands to wipe the blood on the corner of Xiao Yao's mouth, "Grandmother knows that you are a good child, always obedient and sensible. This time you listen to your grandmother, don't care about anything, don't think about anything, hurry up and take care of your injuries and talk to your grandmother."

Tears in Xiao Yao's eyes surged out again.

Mrs. Xiao Zheng covered her mouth and prevented herself from crying.

Everyone in the room had red eyes, and Liu Cuilan even lowered her head and wiped her tears. She liked Xiao Yao, the daughter-in-law very much, and she had no airs. She not only would call her intimately, but would also hold her arm intimately to take her shopping, and she didn't dislike her as a countryman at all.

Song Wanyue pulled Song Si's clothes. Song Si looked at her blankly and saw her signaling outside, but she didn't react for a moment.

It was not until Song Wanyue walked to the door and waved to him that Song Si realized that he raised his stiff heels and went out. He greeted Duke Ding who was worried outside the door, and followed Song Wanyue to a secluded place.

"My sister-in-law can't get through the hurdle in her heart."

Song Wanyue was straightforward.

Song Si looked at her blankly, and after a while, she understood what she meant, and a hoarse voice, "Can she move?"

"As long as you don't touch her wound."

Song Si raised his foot and walked into the room. He had just taken a step and stopped again. He turned around and asked her, "Do you know how to prickly?"

Song Wanyue was stunned for a moment and smiled, giving Song Si a thumbs up, "Don't worry, brother, I can do anything, little sister."
Chapter completed!