The next day, in prison.

When Zhang Lan saw Song Wanfeng, she looked like a proud villain, and when she saw the hot-tempered and impulsive Dewdrop, she couldn't wait to rush into the cell and beat her hard.

What kind of person is this!

The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, no wonder Xu Tao even dares to finger the eldest lady. To talk about Xu Tao's death, Zhang Lan accounts for a large part of it.

"Does the eldest lady want me to die? It's a pity, but I can't get my wish, and when Mrs. Liu receives the letter from the old slave, I don't know if it will be the old slave or the eldest lady sitting here at that time. Zhang Lan sat on the chairman relaxedly, and did not look like she was in prison at all.

Song Wanfeng didn't reply, and looked at Zhang Lan indifferently as if she were looking at a dead person.

"The eldest lady tried her best to kill the old slave's son, and did not hesitate to put the crime on the old slave, so that the old slave was charged with the crime of killing the son, is it for revenge? The eldest lady thinks that this can protect your little life, which is ridiculous. Even if there is no old slave, how simple it is to want the life of the eldest lady. ”

Song Wanfeng ignored Zhang Lan's anger, and just asked lightly: "Zhang Lan, do you really think Liu Mulan will save you?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Lan's complexion changed and quickly returned to normal, "What does the eldest lady mean by this, wanting to sow discord?" ”

"You know what I mean. What kind of person is Liu Mulan, you should know better than me, you are not doing things well, not only did not kill me, but also sent yourself to this prison, and you still hold her handle in your hand, do you think she will keep you? ”

How ruthless and vicious Liu Mulan's heart is, Song Wanfeng has already seen it in her previous life, so she knows more clearly that if she makes a big fuss at this time and tells the world, Liu Mulan will not only not rescue Zhang Lan, but will also try her best to kill Zhang Lan, but unfortunately, Zhang Lan did not realize this.

"What kind of person is Mrs. Liu, the old slave knows better than the eldest lady, I have done so much for my wife, and my wife will definitely save the old slave."

Liu Mulan also needs her to help her do things, and she needs her to secretly get rid of Song Wanfeng.

"Really? Since you are so eager to go to hell, then I will let you meet Lymulan. How about we make a bet with your life? Let's see if Liu Mulan will save you? ”

"I'm afraid that this bet lady is going to lose." Zhang Lan snorted coldly and responded.

"We'll see."

Song Wanfeng smiled lightly, falling so dazzling in Zhang Lan's eyes, after Song Wanfeng left, Song Wanfeng's words echoed in her ears, and then thinking back to Liu Mulan's character, Zhang Lan felt a little more uncertain in her heart and became slightly panicked.

"No, no. I have done so much for my wife, and even my only son has been lost, and it is impossible for my wife not to care about me. Zhang Lan muttered to herself, as if comforted and sure.

Walking out of the yamen, Baicao asked puzzledly: "Miss, why did you say those words to Mama Zhang?" ”

In Baicao's opinion, their trip is completely unnecessary, even if Mrs. Liu wants to save Mama Zhang, there are all the human and material evidence, Mama Zhang can't escape if she wants to, why come here to be disgusting.

"Sometimes it is torture to punish a person, to give spiritual despair." Song Wanfeng glanced at Baicao and said: "The things that Zhang Lan's mother and son have done, it is not enough to die a thousand times or ten thousand times. Since Zhang Lan thought that Liu Mulan would save her, I broke her hopes and plunged her into the endless night. ”

"But Mama Zhang doesn't believe the eldest lady's words." Dew questioned.

"You don't need her to believe it all, just sow a small seed of doubt in her heart, Zhang Lan is very sorry for her life, and she will definitely think about how she can save herself if Liu Mulan really gives up on her."

Hearing Song Wanfeng say this, the two maids understood.

"It's more reasonable, I'm not just here to see Zhang Lan today." It's just one of her purposes.

Song Wanfeng reminded her like this, and Dew Zhu said with a sad face: "Miss, the county master is not here, and those officials are unwilling to send Mama Zhang to Kyoto, how should this be good?" ”

Song Wanfeng had already thought about this, and the county master and Yuncheng Taishou couldn't believe it, so they could only find someone else.

"Baicao, you can go and find out in a while if there are any adults in Jiangnan who are going back to Kyoto in the near future."

"Miss, this is what you want to ......," Baicao asked.

Song Wanfeng smiled and didn't answer, but said, "Let's go, go to Baicaotang." ”

The three masters and servants didn't notice Chu Ziyu and Zhou Shi who were following behind them, Chu Ziyu took Zhou Shi out for a walk, and just saw Song Wanfeng's master and servant walking out of the yamen, followed the three of them with curiosity for a while, and listened to the conversation of the three of them word for word.

"This son remembers that Hu Yushi will return to Beijing in two days." Chu Ziyu held the paper fan in his hand and fanned it gently, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said something irrelevant.

Zhou Yan, who was standing behind Chu Ziyu, heard this, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't say a word, he only cared about the safety of the prince, and didn't care about anything else.

Chu Ziyu was accustomed to it, and Yu muttered to himself: "Okay, for the sake of the classic book that the girl gave to the old man......"

The remaining words were swallowed by Chu Ziyu, gently shook the fan in his hand, and continued to follow Song Wanfeng and the three to Baicaotang, Chu Ziyu did not have the slightest burden, raised his feet and walked in, looking for a vacant seat to sit in, and Zhou Yan stood behind him.

Song Wanfeng had just sat down, waiting for Wei Shengyu, when she saw someone sitting on the other side, she just glanced at it curiously, and then withdrew her eyes.

Seeing this, the corners of Chu Ziyu's mouth were slightly raised, and he raised a fan to cover it.

It was the first time he was ignored like this, when he was in Kyoto, everyone paid attention to him because of his identity as the prince of Lin'an Mansion, and because of his handsome appearance, even if he was out of the house, he hid the identity of the son of the world, and when he appeared, it also caused everyone to peek.

Chu Ziyu lost confidence in his face for the first time, could it be that after coming to Jiangnan, his charm declined.

Song Wanfeng didn't know Chu Ziyu's thoughts, she only felt that Chu Ziyu had been staring at her very unpleasantly, and when she was about to have a seizure, Wei Shengyu walked out, didn't look at Chu Ziyu, and warmly received Song Wanfeng.

"Girl, why did you come here today?"

"After taking the prescription prescribed by my husband, I feel that I have strength in my body these days, but my heart is always a little out of breath, and I want to ask my husband to help me see if this symptom is due to wind chill or because of something else."

Wei Shengyu didn't need to probe the pulse, just from Song Wanfeng's face, he could know that her wind and cold had improved a lot, but in order to confirm this chest tightness, he still probed the pulse.

"You have to continue to take the prescription, you will be cured after half a month, but your body has suffered a serious loss and has injured the roots, and you still need to take good care of it, your chest tightness is caused by poison damage to the heart and lungs."

Speaking of poison, Wei Shengyan asked, "Female doll, don't you really plan to ask the old man to detoxify you?" Although the poison in your body is not enough to kill you for the time being, in the long run, your body will suffer serious losses until it is exhausted. ”

Hearing Wei Shengyan's words, Song Wanfeng didn't even raise her eyebrows, as if the person Wei Shengyan said was not her. On the contrary, Chu Ziyu, who was sitting opposite, frowned slightly when he heard the old man's words.