Song Yi'an left the table, and few people found out, because from beginning to end, she was like an empty person, without a sense of existence, and even the prince and King Qi changed their ways to find her unhappy, she had no expression, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she was a zombie.

Song Yi'an blew Song Yuande's head with a blue and white porcelain vase, and the noise was loud enough, coupled with the shouting of Li Jiangnan, who "coincidentally" came to deliver the painting, as loud as Hong Zhong, it could completely attract everyone's attention.

The banquet couldn't go on, and people gathered in the backyard one after another, especially Xue Xun, who almost flew over.

Song Yuanji's footsteps are not slow, whether this matter involves Song Yuande or Song Yi'an, it is a good thing for him. He thought he must have earned it.

At the corner of the corridor leading to the ring was a little girl curled up with mottled blood, her face covered with tears, her white face flushed with fear and shame. She bit her lip and trembled. He was wearing a military cloak, but he couldn't cover the torn skirt on his body.

In front of her lay a bloody man, with fresh blood on his head, dressed only in a lined garment, disheveled, revealing a large white flowery chest. If it weren't for the swaggering fan lying next to him, people would almost not recognize it, and the person lying down was the third prince of the palace, Song Yuande, the king of Qi.

Song Yi'an, the "culprit" who knocked Song Yuande to the ground, was the only person standing in this matter, but her face was not good-looking, her lips were pale and slightly shaky. Her back was still exposed with whiplashes, the wounds were still bleeding, and the blood beads stained her clothes a terrible red.

The scene in front of him, no matter who he is, can guess what happened, but how it ended, no one knows.

Xue Xun doesn't care about that, what he cares about is his sister.

He squatted down and cautiously stretched out his hand to his sister, and Xue Bei'er trembled with fright and drilled into his cloak.

Xue Xun blamed himself and felt distressed, regretting that he shouldn't have brought his sister to a broken banquet, he didn't dare to withdraw his hand, and comforted his sister in a low voice: "Bottle, don't be afraid, it's my brother, it's okay......"

Xue Bei'er slowly revealed her panicked eyes, looked around at the people standing around her and the people lying on the ground from the corner of her eyes, and finally put her eyes on her brother. Finally, she cried out loud and threw herself into her brother's arms: "Brother, why did you come......"

Xue Xun was even more painful, he wrapped his sister in a cloak, picked it up, and said to Song Yuanji: "The minister will say goodbye, and later in front of the emperor, the minister will work with his father to plead to His Majesty." ”

Song Yuanji was overjoyed, and Zhengse said: "This palace will definitely seek justice for Miss Xue, please rest assured." Instead, he ordered the guards who accompanied him, saying, "Take the King of Qi down, wake him up, and hand it over to His Majesty to dispose of!"

The guards responded and dragged King Qi away.

Zhou Meiyu clenched his fists and apologized, saying: "It was because the guards were improperly guarded, and I came to the door later to ask for guilt." However, for the sake of the young lady's reputation, please leave through the back door, and arrange for someone to escort the two of you right away. Childe, rest assured, if someone from Jiangxia Palace's mansion in the restaurant says one more word to the outside world, it will damage the reputation of the young lady, and she will apologize for her crime with death!"

Xue Xun realized that he cared about it, but Zhou Meiyu was thoughtful, and he no longer blamed him at the moment, but only nodded to the "transparent person" when he passed by Song Yi'an's side.

There was blood all over the corridor, Song Yuanji took two steps back in disgust, squinted at Song Yi'an, sneered, and said, "I thought it was just a stray dog, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf that couldn't be fed." If Song Yuande is a good man, do you think his father will kill you?"

Song Yi'an ignored him, turned around and walked out.

From beginning to end, Song Yi'an's attitude towards Song Yuanji was cold and even contemptuous. Song Yuanji thought that if he didn't trouble her at this time, he was afraid that he would have no chance in the future, so he ordered his personal guards to capture Song Yi'an.

"No, you can't. Song Yuanjie said.

"Wait!" Zhou Meiyu said.

"Stop!" said Helian at the same time.

Although the three of them spoke together, people invariably focused their attention on Helianyi.

The other two people, one is the prince and the other is the fiancée, both have a position to protect Song Yi'an, and He Lianyi is different from them, but he has twice contradicted the prince for him. It's weird.

Song Yuanji paced up to Helian Yi and said with a playful attitude, "Lord Helian has repeatedly protected the Seventh Prince, do you know him, or do you have any unusual relationship with him?"

I am afraid that the only people who have an "extraordinary" relationship with Song Yi'an are the people of the former dynasty, or in other words, only Zhongwuwei. Song Yuanji seemed to have a murderous move.

Zhen Yuqing hurriedly knelt down, and pulled He Lianyi to kneel, and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince forgives his sins, my cousin has no intention of disobeying His Highness." My cousin has recently suffered from a head attack, and his brain is groggy and unclear, and he doesn't know what he is saying. In royal affairs, the foreign minister dares to meddle? ”

"No, ......," Helian said, leaning around his neck.

"Minghong, shut up!" Zhen Yuqing pulled He Lianyi's arm and shouted, "What is your identity, isn't it clear? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is wise and decisive, and he is discerning, will he confuse the truth and judge the case? What are you, how can you put your beak!"

said this properly, not only reminding He Lianyi of his embarrassing identity, but also patting the prince's ass, and more tactfully interceding for Song Yi'an, he is really a smart person with a transparent heart.

He Lianyi finally stopped talking, and lowered his head.

Zhou Meiyu hurriedly leaned forward and said, "Your Highness, if something like this happens, it will alarm Your Majesty no matter what." I ask Your Highness to grant you the right to keep all the items at the banquet in good condition for Your Majesty's investigation. As for the people, it is better to say that Miss Xue accidentally ate unclean things in the restaurant, and the restaurant needs to be sealed to avoid gossip. ”

"This ......"

"The matter is caused by the minister, and the responsibility is borne by the minister. ”

Song Yuanji thought for a moment and said, "That's the only way to do it." Let's go, enter the palace and face the saint!"

The spectators outside the door didn't know why a lively banquet had suddenly stopped, but when they saw the team of the prince and the Jiangxia royal palace showing off their might, they didn't dare to ask more, and scattered in all directions, only the curly-haired black dog squatting at the door shook his mouth to refresh.

He Lianyi took advantage of people's inattention and grabbed Song Yi'an.

"Why are your hands so cold?" asked Helian with concern.

Song Yi'an pushed away He's clothes: "Don't worry about it." ”

"Do you still have a backhand?"

Song Yi'an looked at He Lianyi and said solemnly: "Don't be clever, and don't think that I will be grateful to you for a small favor." If you want to survive in officialdom, you still have to be a man with your tail between your legs!"

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