Chapter 782: Caught

"Then you just wait to collect the bodies of me and your sister!" Mrs. Song stomped her feet, and then left angrily.

Hongyan came over and asked worriedly, "Madam, is this really good?" ”

"It's okay, Song Nianqing is my mother's heart, she won't go untreated, she just wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail me today, and I was stupid if I gave it."

Song Xinyi watched Mrs. Song leave coldly, and her tone was indifferent.

In her previous life, she also went to Mrs. Song because she was in a difficult situation because she had no money, and the other party asked her to drive her out with a broom.

At that time, Song Xinyi was the real despair.

Now it's just a matter of letting the two mothers and daughters follow the path they have walked, and Mrs. Song has most of the Song family's property, how can she not have the money to treat Song Nianqing?

Song Xinyi changed into clean clothes and waited for Nine Lives to come back.

After discussing with Hu Tian yesterday, she asked Jiu Ming to investigate the events of that day, and now that the time is counted, there should be a result.

In the afternoon, Nine Lives returned, dusty and covered in mud.

"Are you, rolling in the mud?" Song Xinyi asked Hongyan to take a towel to let Jiu Ming wipe his face.

"Not to mention, in order to check the situation in the palace, I could only stay in the corner and eavesdrop, and in the end I was almost discovered, and I escaped by hiding in the sewer."

Jiu Ming wiped his face indiscriminately and continued: "I am a martial arts master, but two fists are hard to beat four hands, if you are caught, you will be unlucky." ”

Song Xinyi was silent.

"People, I found it for you, but it's a bit complicated." Jiu Ming glanced at the red smoke, and Song Xinyi waved her hand to let the red smoke retreat.

"I overheard, it was Jinyi Wei Qianhu Wang Chuan who took the lead that day."

"Jinyi Wei Qianhu? That's His Majesty's cronies, how could he listen to Concubine Hua's orders? Song Xinyi was puzzled.

"Otherwise, Huarong said that woman has great ability." Jiu Ming sat down and told Song Xinyi in detail.

"You mean, Hua Rong hurt me this time for a man?" Song Xinyi was stunned.

"Yes, and there must be an inside story about this matter, I've found out a little bit of this at the moment, and I'll write the list of guards to you later."

Nine Lives is not very literate, and Song Xinyi has to teach him to write it all.

After writing it, Song Xinyi took the list in her hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and had a plan in her heart.

When Hu Tian came over in the evening, he hadn't found it yet, and he was a little discouraged.

"Husband, I have something to tell you." Song Xinyi asked her subordinates to step down, and then showed the list to Hu Tian.

"Wang Chuan?" Hu Tian frowned: "This is still one of my former subordinates, how can he take the lead in harming you." ”

"Husband, Nine Lives has found out something." Song Xinyi whispered to Hu Tian.

Hu Tian's brows furrowed even deeper: "As soon as a woman enters the palace, she can't contact people outside, who is Hua Guifei doing this kind of thing for?" ”

The husband and wife discussed in the room for a long time, but they didn't figure out whether Hua Guifei was going to be unable to get over for Hu and Song Xinyi.

"Madame, sleep, I'm sleepy." Hu Tian hugged Song Xinyi and was coquettish.

Song Xinyi rubbed Hu Tian's hair: "Okay, but you have to be careful when you do things tomorrow, if you can't investigate, it doesn't matter, let's take our time, you know?" ”

Hu Tian nodded obediently, and then extinguished the candle with a flick of the wind. Hanlian literature

When Song Xinyi woke up on the second day, Hu Tian had already gone to the court, and before leaving, he carefully instructed Hongyan to take good care of his wife today, and it was best not to go out and rest at home.

But where can Song Xinyi sit still, now that the matter of Hua Guifei has not been clarified, Song Nianqing insisted that she was hurting people with a knife, and there was also Bai Zixuan's letter.

Everything was like a big net, binding Song Xinyi firmly inside, making it difficult for her to struggle.

"Since it's a net, let's tear it open." Song Xinyi looked at the scenery outside the window and muttered to herself.

Hongyan was holding a charcoal basin, planning to add some charcoal to the house, when she heard Song Xinyi's voice, she immediately asked suspiciously, "Madam, what are you talking about?" ”

"It's nothing, is there any news of purple smoke?" Song Xinyi shook her head and wrapped the blanket on her body tightly.

When it came to Ziyan, Hongyan, who grew up with her, was depressed, and it took a long time before she shook her head and said, "I've checked for a long time, but there is no news of Ziyan." ”

"Then let's not stay, let's go out and find Ziyan!" Song Xinyi stood up and put the blanket on the soft couch.

Hongyan persuaded Song Xinyi to rest for a day before going, but the latter refused.

Song Xinyi stayed in the prison of the Criminal Department for a few days, and the first snow had fallen outside, and the snow had not yet dissipated, which was the coldest time of the year.

Hongyan helped Song Xinyi tighten her cloak before letting her go out.

The master and servant walked through the snow to Hefu.

Song Xinyi was knocked unconscious that day, and she didn't know what happened next, Song Nianqing was still conscious before she fainted, maybe she knew something.

Hongyan stepped forward and handed the sign of the General's Mansion to the little guy at the door, and the door immediately opened to welcome the two in.

followed the maid and came to Song Nianqing's yard.

Since she was stabbed and picked up, Mrs. He moved Song Nianqing's courtyard to the courtyard closest to the back door of the He Mansion on the grounds that she wanted to recuperate from her injuries.

He Yu was worried about Song Nianqing's injury at first, and came to see it every day, but later the weather got colder and Song Nianqing was far away from the main courtyard, so he rarely came, and most of the servants were sent over to take a look at Song Nianqing's death.

"Little Wife He, Second Mrs. Hu is here." The maid opened the curtain and whispered.

Song Nianqing was counting the gifts sent by Mrs. Song in the room in the past few days, and when she heard Song Xinyi coming, she immediately climbed back into bed, pretending to be angry.

"Let her in." Song Nianqing said.

The red smoke opened the curtain and let Song Xinyi go first.

As soon as she entered, Song Xinyi was almost driven out by the scorching heat in the house.

Song Nianqing was afraid of the cold, so as soon as the snow fell, he asked the servant to light four charcoal basins and put them in the house, eager to roast the house as hot as summer.

"Sister, you have just recovered from a serious illness, and you are not afraid to dry yourself by lighting so many charcoal basins." Song Xinyi covered her mouth and nose and found a stool to sit down.

Hongyan immediately poured tea and handed it to Song Xinyi, letting her drink slowly.

"Song Xinyi, it's not because you're so weak that I'm like this." Song Nianqing glanced at Song Xinyi angrily, and was very unaccustomed to her like that.

"Okay, don't pretend, you were counting the money just now, right?" Song Xinyi pointed to the one or two pieces of silver that fell on the ground and said casually.

Song Nianqing saw that pretending to be sick would not work, so she simply sat up, stroked her hair impatiently and said, "Song Xinyi, what are you doing here today." ’

"Let me ask you, after I fainted that day, do you know where Ziyan was taken?" Song Xinyi was not verbose, and explained her intention directly.

Song Nianqing sneered: "I thought you were here for something, it turned out to be a cheap slave." ”

Hongyan became anxious when she heard this, and retorted: "Little wife He, no matter what Ziyan says, she is the maid of the general's wife, do you say this, are you dissatisfied with our wife!" ”