He Qingwan was silent.

It's just that she doesn't have an idea in her own heart.

He Qingwan didn't want to be involved with Song Shixiang anymore from the bottom of her heart, and a large part of the reason why she was dizzy at that time and helped him prepare for leaving Beijing was that she wanted him to go far away quickly and settle quietly.

She never wanted to have anything to do with Song Shixiang again.

But this time it's a little different.

If Song Shixiang is directly rejected, if he shakes out the matter of his private meeting with him, it will be a big trouble!

He Qingwan's entanglement, seeing in Hongxia's eyes, was suddenly mistaken by the latter.

"Miss, but you are still reluctant to give up on Second Master Song?" Hongxia muttered.

"Reluctant? What do I have to give up! He Qingwan instinctively let out a sneer from his nose, "At the beginning, he ran away silently, leaving me alone, being locked up for so many days, and suffering so many ...... Is he reluctant? ”

The more He Qingwan thought about it, the more he hated, and rushed out: "I can't be a widow if I want to, it's too late for me to hate him!" ”

Hongxia was only talking angrily when she was a young lady.

After all, she couldn't understand the meaning of "wanting to be a widow" anyway.

He Qingwan didn't pay attention to her anymore, and was locked up alone for a long time, still unable to make up her mind.

By noon, she had eaten a few bites absentmindedly and immediately went to Qiu Muyun's house.

The message from the Chengping Marquis Mansion that Song Shixiang wanted to visit the prison was relayed to Qiu Muyun in 1510.

Qiu Muyun listened, but instead of being relieved for her, she also split her head and covered her face.

"You shouldn't have done him this favor in the first place, if you reported directly to the official at that time, we wouldn't have to worry so much now!"

Qiu Muyun only cared about complaining about He Qingwan, and didn't mention that he had been involved in this matter in order to frame Lu Qingrong at that time.

He Qingwan listened to her keep complaining, and her heart became more and more irritable.

She didn't know that! Now I have long regretted that my intestines are blue!

It's just that it's too late to say anything. Not to mention the situation of Song Shixiang's confession, even if they are not implicated in any way, as long as Song Shixiang is alive for a day, he will not be able to be a widow who has nothing to worry about!

He Qingwan suddenly felt that her future had become dark.

Qiu Muyun's side didn't think too much about He Qingwan's future for the time being, but they had one idea that was very unified, that is, they all hoped that Song Shixiang would die as soon as possible.

Afraid that Song Shixiang would shake them out when he confessed, Qiu Muyun couldn't help the panic in his heart, and blurted out: "The day before yesterday in Guangyin Temple, it would be nice if Yu Linwei directly killed him, it would be a hundred!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Muyun was shocked to realize that he had lost his words.

Looking at He Qingwan again, he suddenly raised his head at this moment, staring at himself, with a trace of strange expectation in his eyes.

Mother and daughter connected hearts, Qiu Muyun reacted immediately, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Are you trying to ......" Qiu Muyun's voice became a little trembling.

"There is only one chance to visit the prison, and I don't want to go in vain!" He Qingwan's tone was very firm.

Qiu Muyun didn't speak for a long time, and he made up his mind.

After a long while, Qiu Muyun's voice stabilized: "Okay! That's it! ”

After a thousand turns in his heart, Qiu Muyun finally made this decision.

With her mother's support, He Qingwan was finally no longer lonely and showed her first smile today.

It's just that this smile is different from any previous time, revealing an indescribable gloom.

The mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled, and then began to quietly plan the details......

At this moment, Song Shixiang in the Shuntianfu prison was lying on the straw mat in the corner of the cell, dying and hopeful.

Although his life was saved, the injuries on his body were not light, and it was difficult to lie flat, so he could only lie on the ground like this, looking very wolf.

Song Shixiang himself still didn't know it, and he was still complacent about the fact that Shuntian Mansion Yin came to visit him in person yesterday.

Yesterday evening, Shuntianfu Yin came to the cell and greeted him very coldly, especially in order to take care of his embarrassment of not being able to get up, and squatted down to talk to him for a long time.

Song Shixiang was inevitably proud.

During the two days he was held here, not to mention torture, no one even spoke loudly to him.

It's just that on the first day, Shuntianfu Yin came over and put on a show, asking him if he did the things of letting go of Sato and assassinating the emperor's eldest grandson, and who instructed him, and his words were polite and gentle.

With this kind of painless interrogation, Song Shixiang naturally couldn't confess, so he simply didn't admit it.

Shuntianfu Yin looked like he had nothing to do with him, but he continued to use Huairou tactics, comforted him in every way, and even asked him if he needed help.

Song Shixiang was simply flattered.

The pain in his body made it difficult for his limbs to move, and his brain was not as bright as before, and he seemed to have no awareness of this abnormal treatment at all.

Song Shixiang immediately said that he wanted his wife to visit the prison.

Shuntian Mansion Yin didn't say a word, so he sent someone to Chengping Hou's Mansion to spread the word.

And all day today, Song Shixiang was lying in the corner of the cell, looking forward to it.

He didn't miss He Qingwan much, but tried every possible way to save himself.

Originally, with his crime, killing dozens of heads was not too much, and there should be no room for turning around at all.

But Song Shixiang himself doesn't think so.

He still has a glimmer of hope.

It is certainly impossible to beg the mastermind behind the scenes to have mercy on him, but threatening to confess is probably a glimmer of life!

Song Shixiang had this idea, but there was no one to help pass the word.

Those Fanmeng people, one counts as one, all of them have been arrested, and now they are not locked up with him, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive.

Thinking about it, the only one who can help now is He Qingwan, who has no idea and is easy to deceive!

It's just the letter that Shuntian Mansion Yin helped him deliver yesterday, and today he waited from day to night, but he never waited for He Qingwan's figure.

As it turned out, he was still in a bit of a hurry......

On the second day, the early morning sun was still dodging in the east, and a woman had already arrived at the gate of Shuntianfu.

After layers of guarding, He Qingwan finally stood in front of the gate of the Shuntianfu prison.

However, these last few steps are particularly difficult to walk.

After all, this kind of thing...... It's the first time she's done it, and panic is always inevitable.

He Qingwan stood in place, motionless, but his heart was pounding.

Holding the food box to be given to Song Shixiang in her hand, her palms were constantly sweating, and the slippery ones almost made the food box fall to the ground, and the seven up and eight times in her heart were even more unbearable.

Do you want to go in or not?

He Qingwan only felt that she had never been so nervous in her life. R1152