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Song Yunqian grabbed onto the clothes in front of her chest and said angrily: Marriage? That's right, this king has his wedding today. This king already had his consort three years ago, so why did I have to marry today? If it wasn't for you, how could This King be more important than that? "

Yang Luofan looked at him, his tone carried pity, "You still haven't forgotten big sister? The reason you abandoned Dr. Wen and married Miss Chen was probably because she looked similar to your elder sister, right? It's been three years. Prince should let her go and live a good life. "

Song Yunqian stared at her coldly. He suddenly felt that since he had come here for so many times, what could he do? If you were to say that she was the one who killed Wen Yi all those years ago, it would be better to say that he was the one who killed Wen Yi all those years ago.

The culprit went to his accomplice to question him for his crimes. It was truly a joke.

He and Wen Yi were born together, and it just so happened that he alone had created this land.

And now, even a woman under house arrest could have such a pitiful look in her eyes. Wasn't everything just her own fault?

He turned around coldly, but did not return to the bridal chamber. At this time, he was crazily thinking about Wen Yi. How he wished that Wen Yi was by his side right now, and could give him a firm and stable feeling.

When he went to the Zhi Yi Lu, Xiao Qing had already gone to sleep. Only Qian Shan was sitting in the In the courtyard, holding a cup of water in her hands, she slowly poured it all down.

When Qian Shan saw him enter, he was slightly surprised, but soon recovered his usual expression. "It's a wedding night for the king, how did you get here? Master hasn't come back yet. "

Song Yunqian's expression was lonely. Looking at the wine cup in Qian Shan's hand, he inexplicably felt a sense of fear, "Who are you paying respects to?"

A layer of grief covered Qian Shan's face as he whispered, "To the death of my master!"

When Song Yunqian was shocked, she added, "Esteemed Empress Dowager was once the master of a thousand mountains!"

Song Yunqian stared at her, "Do you know where Wen Yi went?"

Qian Shan smiled faintly, "Yes, you can rest assured, master is fine. Qian Shan swore before the Esteemed Empress Dowager that life and death are intertwined with one another.

Because of her words, Song Yunqian's heart calmed down a little. His gaze locked onto Qian Shan as he said, "Since you know where she is, you should accompany her. Could it be that you're not worried that she will be in danger?"

Qian Shan's eyes were calm as he replied, "Qian Shan knows that master is well and that there won't be any danger in her current location. Most importantly, she needs someone to calm down and doesn't need Qian Shan to accompany her!"

Song Yunqian looked at her and said depressingly: "Could it be that you already know where she is after this king and Zhuge Ming searched the entire city, but didn't tell me? Qian Shan, your heart is really not as cold as normal!"

Qian Shan lowered his head and said, "Please forgive Qian Shan for being loyal to Master, but if Master doesn't want me to tell you, Qian Shan cannot tell you."

Song Yunqian calmed down and said softly, "Are you going to see your master tomorrow? If you meet her, pass a message to her in the place of This King! "

"Your Highness, please speak!" Qian Shan's expression did not change as he said softly.

Song Yunqian thought for a moment, then said softly, "Tell her to come back quickly, this king misses her!"

Qian Shan said, "Qian Shan, you must tell us."

Song Yunqian made a sound, then looked up at Qian Shan and said: "Let's not talk about this, do you have pen and paper? This King wrote to her. "

Qian Shan raised his head and looked at Song Yunqian blankly. After a pause, he said, "Yes, Your Highness!"

Song Yunqian held the brush in his hand, thought for a moment, lowered his head and wrote a few words, then blew dry the brush and passed it to Qian Shan, "You must get her to reply!"

Qian Shan took the letter and said, "This Qian Shan can't be guaranteed. Master can return if he wants to. If Master doesn't want to, Qian Shan can't force him!"

Song Yunqian looked at her hatefully, "Do you not know how to say a few good words?"

Qian Shan shrugged and didn't answer.

When Song Yunqian arrived at the Zhi Yi Lu, he was unwilling to leave. He said to Qian Shan, "This king will stay here for the night.

After a lot of drinking, his head was still in a daze. He did not want to face the bride in the new room, and even more so, did not want to think about what would happen tomorrow. He only wanted to stay here.

Qian Shan originally wanted to persuade him to leave. However, when he saw his exhausted and pale face, his heart suddenly softened. He sighed silently in his heart: "Fine!"

As for the bride, she was sitting in a daze beside the bed. She felt wronged, because she didn't know what she had done wrong, but Song Yunqian had actually turned and left the bridal chamber, leaving her alone on the wedding night.

Late at night, she quietly shed tears. She was so wronged that there was no place for her to say anything. She took off her bridal clothes and lay on the new bed in her sleeping clothes with something underneath her. She got up and lifted up the blanket, only to see that the blanket was spread over the bed. She smiled sarcastically, got up, picked up the tray on the table and put everything away.

She kept tossing and turning, but she couldn't fall asleep either. She remembered that on the eve of marriage, her brother had had a deep conversation with her, and her brother had told her about Song Yunqian. A man who was so deep in love with his dead wife must also be a person of character.

She sighed and said softly, "Since he's already married, and he's such a passionate man, it's worth it for me to cherish him. After all, she's already dead, and I still have a long life ahead of me.

Thinking like this, his heart became calmer. Holding the cold brocade quilt, tormenting her wedding night.

The next day, he had to enter the palace to pay his respects to the Empress. Chen Yuzhu woke up very early, she knew that all the servants in the house were quietly discussing.

"Miss, you are wronged!" The one who spoke was Chen Yuzhu's concubine, Dan Xue. She and her other companion, Xiao Lan, were escorted by a servant to the side courtyard to settle for their wedding night. On this morning, they did not have to wait on Chen Yuzhu.

Chen Yuzhu remained calm and said seriously: "What's wrong with that? Since I have already married the prince, everything should be decided by the prince. Whatever he does, he has his reasons, so don't speculate without thinking, and don't talk about it casually. Remember, when you return to the sect in three days, you must not speak any further with your brother. "

Dan Xue raised her head and saw a figure standing at the door. She focused her eyes and hurriedly bowed, "Your servant greets Your Highness!"

Chen Yuzhu was slightly stunned as she raised her head to look at the man at the door. On his handsome face, there was a trace of coldness that caused one's heart to tremble, but the look in his eyes was gentle. She quickly got up and said, "Greetings, prince!"

Song Yunqian was a little startled when he heard Chen Yuzhu's words from the door. Everyone said that this Miss Chen was unruly and despotic, and now it seemed that she was actually a sensible and understanding lady. Thus, when he first entered, he was still a bit impatient. But now, after hearing her words and seeing her face, he had actually disappeared into thin air.

He said: "There is no need to be so courteous, go and wash yourself first, and accompany me to the palace to greet the Queen Mother."

Inside the Zhi Yi Lu, after Song Yunqian left, Qian Shan took out the letter that Song Yunqian had written for him. He lit it on the almost extinguished candle, squatted on the ground, and said in a sorrowful voice, "Master, this is what the Duke wants to say to you!"

What Zhuge Ming knew, she knew as well. When Wen Yi had gone missing, the people of the Flying Dragon Sect had also gone out to look for him. Qian Shan had personally witnessed the scene on the unmarked burial site and had personally heard the conversation between Zhuge Ming and Song Yungang. Her master had already died in the unmarked burial site or in the belly of a wild beast.

She had promised the empress dowager her life, but master had an unfulfilled wish. She had once promised the empress dowager that she would protect her two grandsons, and Wen Yi had once said in the Flying Dragon Sect that if anything happened to her, the people of the Flying Dragon Sect, with Song Yunqian as their leader, would obey his orders.

She softly said, "Master, once the king seizes the throne, Qian Shan will fulfill his oath and go down to accompany you!"

She went to Zhuge Ming's clinic and found him.

Zhuge Ming had arrived a long time ago, and the dark look in his eyes told Qian Shan that he had not slept for the entire night.

"Qian Shan?" When Zhuge Ming saw Qian Shan, he was slightly surprised for a moment, but immediately recovered his calm expression, "You're looking for me for something?"

Qian Shan said, "Please use Master's handwriting to reply to the King."

Zhuge Ming was slightly shocked in his heart, but his expression remained indifferent, "What did you say?"

Qian Shan looked at him, "Mister Zhuge need not hide anything from me. Qian Shan knows everything now."

Zhuge Ming became gloomy and sat on the chair in a daze. He asked bitterly: "The Prince wants you to believe in Wen Yi?"

"That's right. Your highness has warned me a million times to tell master to reply. If Master doesn't reply, then it's hard to say whether or not he will be suspicious." Qian Shan sat in front of him, "Mister Zhuge only needs to write a few short words. In the King's eyes, the letter from Master is worth a thousand words!"

Zhuge Ming took out a piece of white paper and asked: "Where's the letter he wrote to Wen Yi?"

"Burn it!" The Thousand Mountains Path.

Zhuge Ming was startled, "Then what is written in the letter? I will always reply in accordance with the letter he wrote. "

"The main thing is that he misses her and asks when she'll be back." Qian Shan had read the letters and recited them like the back of his hand.

He did not ask Qian Shan how he knew about it, nor did he have any meaning in knowing about it. He knew that Qian Shan thought the same, and wanted to hide it from Song Yunqian first, or else he would not be writing a letter on his behalf.

However, he was also secretly worried that Song Yunqian would find out sooner or later what even Qian Shan knew.

When Song Yunqian returned from the palace in the afternoon, he received the letter from Qian Shan and handed it over to Song Yunqian. Song Yunqian took the letter and immediately opened it.

Qian Shan stuck out his head, feigning ignorance. "Master, what did you say?"

Song Yunqian moved away and said seriously: "What are you doing? "You're not allowed to look!"

Qian Shan harrumphed, "I was looking at what Master wrote and I knew it would be written!" With that, he turned and left.

Song Yunqian sat in the main hall of the Zhi Yi Lu, reading this letter again and again.

With a smile on his face, he muttered these words, "You miss me, I miss you too. But just when is the date of your return?"

He flipped the paper and a faint herbal fragrance entered his nose. He bent his head and took a deep breath. The herbal fragrance was coming from the paper. He was slightly taken aback, wondering if she was in Zhuge's infirmary. It was possible that Qian Shan said that she was in a safe place and probably knew that she was close by.

He folded the letter and placed it in his sleeve, then called for Xiao San to change. Then, he went to the infirmary alone.