"I'm sorry for you, do you like these things?"

Song Zhao couldn't help but flash a sneer in his heart: when he was a three-year-old child, he thought that these things could heal the pain caused him? said quietly on his face: "The son also wants to thank his father for returning the innocence of the son minister." ”

The emperor nodded thoughtfully, and said: "I've been suffering you these days, if you're tired, go back and rest early." Tomorrow I will declare to the world that you are innocent. ”

"Yes. The retainers retired. Song Zhao bowed back a few steps and turned to leave, and the emperor looked at the back of him leaving, his eyes were quite meaningful.

On the second day, the emperor really released the case of King Nan'an's fraud as agreed, and it was a rumor that there was nothing before, and it was the news that someone deliberately wanted to disturb the people.

As soon as the news came out, the streets and alleys were talking about this matter, and most of the common people supported the king of Nan'an because he was wronged, and now that the case is clear, these people are also sincerely happy for the king of Nan'an, and some people even set off cannons and hung banners to celebrate this matter.

In the early dynasty, someone mentioned this matter in front of the emperor, and he had to say a few words for Song Zhao, and now the king of Nan'an is in the limelight, and many ministers who were in the neutral camp in the past have their hearts biased towards the Nine Emperors this time.

Lao Jiu won the hearts of the people so much, although the emperor was a little surprised, he was still very relieved in his heart, and praised Song Zhao a few words in front of the ministers.

It's just that the emperor didn't mention anything about the punishment of the three princes, and some ministers mentioned it and were also interrupted by the emperor waving his hand, and everyone couldn't guess the emperor's thoughts for a while, so they had to put it aside for the time being.

Others don't understand, but Song Zhao's thoughts about the emperor are clear. The emperor still needs time to calm down before he can accept this reality, he sees through it and doesn't say anything, just stands quietly among the ministers and doesn't say a word.

Gong Tianyao learned the news of Song Zhao's acquittal from Xie Chengyan, and she was in a complicated mood for a while, since she came back drunk that night, she locked herself in her room and closed the door, often remembering that vague and real dream, sometimes believing that it was just a dream, and sometimes vaguely feeling that Song Zhao had really come.

The two thoughts were intertwined, stirring her up one head and two big, and the consequence was that she was good at drinking during this time, and she wouldn't get drunk so easily.

Now that Song Zhao is acquitted, the heavy stone in her heart has finally been put down, but in addition, it seems that something is missing, and she always feels empty in her heart, and she often feels at a loss.

Another thing worth being happy about is that Lianxin returned to the capital from Lin'an, and it is also a comfort to have Lianxin by her side to accompany her.

Xie Chengyan specially took the time to come from the Jinxiang Pavilion to tell Gong Tianyao the news, he had his own calculations in his heart, and now when he saw Gong Tianyao in a daze, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised: She was still thinking about Song Zhao?

"What do you think, so obsessed?" Xie Chengyan coughed lightly twice, and finally reminded her out loud.

Gong Tianyao woke up like a dream, and hurriedly covered up: "It's nothing, it's nothing." That, Boss Xie is a rare trip, so be sure to stay for a meal. ”

As soon as he heard this, it was not sincere, it was full of perfunctory, and Xie Chengyan felt a little uncomfortable: Since it was an invitation, couldn't the attitude be sincere?

He still had important things to do, so he got up and said, "Forget it this time, next time." ”

Gong Tianyao stood up and replied with a sullen 'um'. Xie Chengyan's face was a little unhappy, and finally he didn't say anything and turned to leave.

It was late at night, the study room of Dunyun Courtyard was still brightly lit, Steward Zhao came in and persuaded several times in vain, and finally Song Zhao finally walked out of the study, Steward Zhao was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to put on a crane for the prince, and said with concern: "Lord, it's windy outside, you go back to the bedroom to rest." ”

"I still have a place to go." Song Zhao's voice was faint, but there was no doubt about the deterrent, Steward Zhao was helpless, knowing that it was useless to say anything, he followed Song Zhao step by step, and earnestly advised: "The prince comes back early, the slave is waiting for you here." ”

Song Zhao sat in the carriage that had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and soon came to the prison where the three princes were held, and saw the three princes after a little movement.

Song Lang was huddled in the corner at this moment, the whole person was hugging and shivering uncontrollably, and he didn't know whether he was cold or frightened. As a prince, no one who is not afraid of death dares to treat him badly, but now looking at his appearance, it seems as if he has suffered some inhuman abuse.

The corners of Song Zhao's mouth pulled out a cold arc: It seems that he has really lived a pampered life for too long, and he can't bear the slightest hardship.

Then the flickering firelight, his tall figure was projected on the opposite wall, Song Lang, who was shrouded in his shadow, finally realized that there was someone standing in front of him, his heart tightened, and he thought that Zhang Guifei had sent someone to save him, and when he looked up, it was his sworn enemy Song Zhao, and his face was green at the moment.

"What are you doing here?!" Song Lang, who almost gritted his teeth and said these words, his cheeks were tense and swollen and painful.

"Come and see the third brother, what's the matter, the third brother doesn't seem to want to see me?" Song Zhao's expression was cold, and the words he said seemed to be cold outside.

"You get carried away!" Song Lang hated it so much that he jumped up from the corner of the wall and rushed towards him, but because the wall was not close, he had a hideous face: "Wait for me, one day I want you to pay!" ”

Song Zhao said coldly: "I'm waiting for that day." But before that, the third brother should plan more for his future. ”

"You!" Song Lang was speechless angrily, his eyes almost burst with anger, Song Zhao's voice was cold, and he turned around and left after throwing down a sentence of 'you are so self-conscious'.

Song Lang gritted his back molars, eager to rush out and fight with him to the death, and roared like a madman, alarming several jailers, Song Lang took advantage of the topic to play and scolded those people.

The jailers didn't dare to refute in front of them, they all lowered their heads to listen to the training, but as soon as they walked away, their faces showed disdain, and they said: "I still think that I am the noble third prince, and I don't know if I will live now!" ”

For the next two days, the third prince was unusually quiet, and he didn't know that he thought he had finally woken up after being stimulated, but he didn't know that he was just waiting for an opportunity.

Calculating that the days should be almost over, Song Lang couldn't hold back the anxiety and nervousness in his heart this night, but he waited left and right, and he didn't wait for the person sent by Zhang Guifei to rescue him.

In the end, Song Lang had to accept the reality that he had been forgotten in this eerie and terrifying place. He desperately wanted to know the current dynamics of the outside world, and lay on the bed tossing and turning: Could it be that something happened to the concubine?

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