Xia Lan knelt on the ground and said in a low voice:

"During the day, when the people from Jingzhao Mansion went to the Song family to get people, Miss Shen expected that Song Xuanrong would kill that fake monk."

"She didn't let the slave stop her, but she ordered Holly to hand over the note with her birth date and the time and place of her parents' murder to the people of Jingzhao Mansion along with the Miaofa Temple Buddha card on the fake monk's body."

"King Yu came to the Song Mansion with that note before, wanting to persuade Miss Shen to cooperate with him and deal with Song Xuanrong together."

Xia Lan didn't dare to hide anything, and told all the things after King Yu went to Shi'an Yuan, 1510.

From Shen Junjiu pretending not to know, let her use force to deter King Yu, and then pretending to know what the Song family did, and being persuaded by King Yu to deal with the Song family together in a cold heart, and then to Shen Junjiu's anti-guest, and the matter of Miaofa Temple caused trouble to the prince.

Yan Wuge and Xiao Huai's faces kept changing with Xia Lan's words.

After Xia Lan finished speaking, he said: "When King Yu left, he obviously agreed to Miss Shen's proposal, and wanted to start with the prince and provoke disputes between the prince and King Rui. ”

"Slave... The slave maid noticed that Miss Shen was not sincere to the prince, and she didn't want to deal with the Song family, I was afraid that she wanted to take the opportunity to disrupt the court and add to the turmoil of the current three-legged situation, so the slave maid would ask more. ”

"Who knew that Miss Shen was angry, saying that she couldn't accommodate the slaves and maids around her, so let the slaves and maids come back to the Beiwang Mansion."

Xia Lan kowtowed heavily:

"The slave is incompetent, and I ask the prince to punish him."

Yan Wuge looked at Xia Lan coldly, and said in a deep voice, "You are indeed incompetent. ”

Xia Lan raised her eyes, stunned in her eyes.

Yan Wuge said, "It seems that you still don't know what you're doing wrong. ”

Xia Lan looked a little dazed.

Xiao Huai sat on the stool, and when he saw this, he said: "It's right that you think about the Northern Palace, but there is one thing you forget, you are now Shen Junjiu's maid, and she is your master." ”

Xia Lan was stunned when she heard this, and her face turned pale in the next moment.

Xiao Huai says:

"Shen Junjiu asked for you and Holly, and she paid the price, and as a condition of the transaction, at least during the time you followed her, she was your only master."

"Your heart is towards the North Palace, Shen Junjiu is not embarrassed."

"You reported to the North Palace, and she didn't stop you."

"Shen Junjiu has no intention of embarrassing the Northern Palace, and what she has done has not been hidden from you and Holly, which means that she doesn't mind that tonight's events are known to us."

"If you inform your prince of this matter afterwards, and he will come forward to question Shen Junjiu, then there is no problem."

"But you are directly guilty, questioning, and your words are even more lofty in the Beiwang Mansion."

"If it were your lord who was treated like this by Shen Junjiu's people tonight, I am afraid he would not let people get out of the Song family alive."

Xia Lan listened to Xiao Huai's words and looked at Yan Wuge, and saw that the haze in his eyes was getting thicker, and there was even more coldness between his eyebrows.

"What is the crime of the dead being expelled?"

Xia Lan had no blood on her face, and she trembled: "Death." ”

Yan Wuge looked at her coldly:

"Shen Junjiu asked you to come back, just to spare your life."

"Go and get the board yourself, and go to Shen Junjiu to kneel after the fight, if she doesn't take back her fate, you will go to the torture hall to receive the punishment."

If Xia Lan was struck by lightning, there was really only one way to die when she entered the torture hall.

She wanted to argue, wanted to ask for mercy, and wanted to say that she was all for the Beiwang Mansion.

But in the face of Shangyan Wuge's indifferent gaze, all the words were stuck in his throat, and all of them turned into fear.