Shen Zecang lived happily in Wu State, changed his body, changed from a prisoner to a son-in-law, and all the glory and wealth of the past returned to him.

Looking at the beautiful woman who was wrapped around her left arm, and then at the beautiful girl leaning on her right shoulder, Shen Zecang felt very comfortable, as for the previous aggrieved life in the Great Li Dynasty, all of them were left behind.

"My lord, I heard that you were in Wu Country before, but you were married~ Now that we are so comfortable in Wu Kingdom, won't your wife mind?" The beauty on the left coquettishly mentioned Shen Zecang's previous incident.

I thought that Shen Zecang would at least be stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect that after hearing the beauty's words, Shen Zecang not only showed a sad expression, but picked up the wine and drank it all.

"The words I heard there were all gossip, and although I was married, my despicable wife had died a long time ago, and I didn't mind where I came from. ”

Shen Zecang mentioned Song Wanyan, his tone was understated, as if he had never known Song Wanyan, and it seemed that mentioning Song Wanyan in Wu Guo was like revealing his scars.

"Say what, let's keep playing. Shen Zecang laughed and waved his hand, as if to drive away bacteria, and drove Song Wanyan out of his head.

On the other hand, although Shen Zecang had already left Song Wanyan behind, Song Wanyan still kept thinking about Shen Zecang.

Since the last time I heard from the jailer's mouth that Shen Zecang had left himself and fled to Wu State alone, Song Wanyan had completely collapsed.

In addition to staring blankly at the cell where Shen Zecang was held before, the rest of the time was muttering to himself: "You are all lying to me, you all want to harm me, don't think I'm stupid, he won't leave me." ”

In addition, Song Wanyan's physical condition itself is not good, and now she is constantly experiencing a double blow both physically and psychologically, which makes Song Wanyan's already haggard face a little older.

"Hehe, you are all jealous of me, especially that Song Shuyan, she is the most hateful, hehehehe, go away, I don't listen, my husband won't run away by himself. ”

Song Wanyan began to talk to herself in the air, and whenever a jailer passed by, Song Wanyan would pull the jailer's sleeve like a life-saving straw.

"My lord, did Shen Zecang come back to save me?" Song Wanyan's eyes were blank, her lips were chapped, and others were distressed and helpless.

But the jailer in the prison has never seen any poor person, wronged, guilty, as long as he enters the prison, it is equivalent to a death sentence.

"Don't wait, I've told you, he has already gone to Wu Kingdom! You are also the wife of a traitor!" The jailer seemed to look down on Shen Zecang, so he didn't even have a good attitude towards Song Wanyan.

As Song Wanyan's physical condition became worse and worse, Song Ling, a father, finally came forward to visit her, and when she saw Song Wanyan in the prison, Song Ling couldn't believe her eyes.

Song Wanyan, who used to be alive and kicking, is now like an old woman, hunched over and covered in dirt.

"Wanyan, you, what kind of sin have you done, just married a traitor!" Song Ling was heartbroken, looking at Song Wanyan, she really couldn't bear it.

No matter what, Song Wanyan is also Song Ling's daughter, a child he worked hard to raise, so Song Ling decided to enter the palace to see Song Shuyan.

Song Ling entered the palace to see Song Shuyan this time, not for other things, but to intercede for Song Wanyan.

At the first glance of Song Shuyan, Song Ling first felt relieved, the little girl in the past has now become a queen, but because Song Ling has been snubbing Song Shuyan's mother and daughter since she was a child, Song Shuyan's emotions did not fluctuate much when she saw Song Ling.

"Say, come to the palace, what's the matter?" Facing his strange father, Song Shuyan picked up the shelf of the queen's mother, as if he was deliberately distancing himself from Song Ling.

Song Ling is also an understanding person, and he will not insist on climbing the relationship because his daughter is now rich, so he bowed very respectfully.

Then Song Ling spoke: "I came this time to intercede for Song Wanyan, although she has been squeezing you in the early days, but she is your sister after all." ”

Sure enough, I came to kidnap with family affection, when Song Wanyan was ruthless against me, why didn't she want to think that I was her sister?

Song Shuyan sneered and silently retorted in his heart.

But as the queen, Song Shuyan naturally can't be angry with Song Wanyan because of private matters, and Song Wanyan was imprisoned because of Shen Zecang.

"It's not that Bengong has to arrest her, it's the couple who have done it themselves, and Bengong is just a ······" Song Shuyan contemptuously stretched his tail and looked at his armor, "It's just business." ”

In fact, Song Shuyan had expected that at this time, Song Ling would not come to him for no reason, so he sighed and replied: "That's it, the palace will send someone to send her to the nunnery, and as for later, it depends on her creation." ”

After Song Shuyan finished speaking, he glanced at Song Ling, as if he was asking if this suggestion was okay, Song Ling naturally couldn't object, just nodded.

After Song Ling left, Song Shuyan really sent Song Wanyan to a nunnery as she said, but just a few days after sending it over, Song Shuyan learned a news.

Song Wanyan went crazy.

On this day, the maid was combing Song Shuyan's hair, and suddenly another palace maid came to report the news, and Song Shuyan saw that it was the person she arranged next to Song Wanyan, so she nodded and motioned for her to speak.

"Queen Qiyu, Song Wanyan ······ Lose your marbles. ”

"Crazy? When Song Shuyan heard his palace maid say this, he smiled softly, and then there was no other reaction.

Song Shuyan knew that Song Wanyan had been gone for a long time, and he quietly went to see Song Wanyan in the prison that day, but Song Wanyan didn't know.

The haggard-looking, skinny body was obviously in his early twenties, but he had already given birth to white hair, and he looked older than Song Shuyan's mother.

"Hehe, it's all retribution, no one else is to blame. Song Shuyan then asked the maid to comb her hair, and then picked up the flowers she had just picked from the garden.

"Song Wanyan won't live for a few days, hehe, this palace is not sad at all. Song Shuyan held the flower in his hand, and there was no sad look on his face.

A few days later, Ouyang Xue came to chat with Song Shuyan to relieve her boredom, and when it came to happiness, Song Shuyan clapped her hands excitedly, looking at Ouyang Xue and laughing.

At this moment, the news that Song Wanyan was gone reached Song Shuyan's ears, and Song Shuyan smiled on his face, looking at the flowers that had long withered in the vase.

"Oh, it's dead. ”