Chapter 212 Desperate
  "Someone, take him away."

"What do you mean? Wait, stop." His words did not stop the guards from stopping their actions.

He was still injured, so the guards carried him out of the yard without even using a stretcher.

Song Qian gritted his teeth in pain and was quickly moved to the side courtyard next to Yongninghou Mansion.

It was the yard where the old Marquis used to house his aunt when he was still alive.

Mrs. Song was very clever when she was young. She separated this courtyard from the inner courtyard by several doors to control the aunts.

Without her permission, the aunts could not leave this side courtyard privately.

Later, the old marquis led the troops to fight, and the eight aunts either died of illness or committed suicide in front of the hospital, and died mysteriously one by one.

Mrs. Song felt that the death of someone in the courtyard was unlucky, so she nailed the corner door leading to the side courtyard with a door panel.

For more than twenty years, no one has set foot in that side courtyard again.

Now that it has been reopened, weeds are everywhere, a thick layer of dead leaves is floating in the fish pond, and the musty and putrid smell is pungent and choking.

Not to mention, the yard has not been repaired for a long time, and the doors and windows are in tatters.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather in Yanjing gradually becomes colder. Without strong doors and windows, it is enough to make people suffer from the cold.

Song Guangze saw the darkness all around him and the grass and reeds growing taller than him. He was so frightened that he cried, "Mother, I don't want to live in a place like this. I want to go back to my wife. I want to go back to Cisong Hall." It’s so scary here, it seems like someone is hanging at the courtyard gate, wow, someone, someone is hanging.”

Liang Wanzhi was so frightened that a chill ran down her spine. She hugged Song Guangze tightly and leaned against Song Qian: "Brother Qian, I'm afraid."

Several wounds on Song Qian's body were pulled open, and his face turned pale from the pain.

He barely supported himself and looked at Mother Li: "Mother Li, what's going on? Why were we rushed here?"

Mother Li helped Mrs. Song up and said, "Madam and the second wife teamed up to plot against our old lady. They wouldn't even let us in through the gate of Jade Fei Pavilion, and they said they would drive us out of the Yongning Marquis Mansion."

"Where is my second uncle?" Song Qian's eyelids twitched twice. "Master Marquis, he acquiesced in this matter and ordered us all to be driven here by the second wife. Your Majesty, the old lady was knocked unconscious by them. This place... cannot be inhabited at all. What's more, you want to marry Princess Wenxiao. People."

what! !

Liang Wanzhi stiffened and turned to look at Song Qian. The old lady had been hiding this matter from her, so Liang Wanzhi didn't know that Song Qian was going to marry Princess Wenxiao.

"Brother Qian, do you want to marry Princess Wenxiao?"

Song Qian had no patience and said impatiently: "If I don't marry the princess, how can I return home alive? Wan'er, quickly find the bag of tips your father gave you before he died. We can only survive now." It’s the most important thing.”

Liang Wanzhi's eyes were filled with tears, and she gritted her teeth and said: "How can you marry a princess if you are like this now? If you marry a princess, what about the madam? The madam is fine now, unscathed. She originally agreed to send our child back to Mrs. As a legitimate son, if you marry a princess, then our Brother Ze will still be a concubine."

"Wan'er." Song Qian gritted his teeth and looked back at her: "I will never treat Brother Ze badly. Take out the tips first. Maybe we can find another way out."

Liang Wanzhi looked down at the child in her arms, a cold look flashed in her eyes.

Even if he marries a princess, Brother Ze is Brother Qian's only legitimate son.

The madam failed to give birth to a son and a half, and she would never allow Princess Wenxiao to give birth to a legitimate son.

"Mom, I'm cold, I'm so scared."

"Brother Ze, don't be afraid, mother will find a way." Liang Wanzhi took out a tight brocade bag sewn with needle and thread from her clothes.

This was something her father gave her before he died. He said it could be used to save his life, but it could only be opened when he was in a desperate situation.

She also always remembered her father's instructions before his death.

So, she bit open the suture and took out a gold lock and a finger-wide bamboo slip with five characters carved on it...

(End of this chapter)

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