debt repayment

Seeing him like this, Song Huiming laughed mockingly.

"Do you understand?"

Song Hui'an suddenly widened his eyes, staring straight at him like a dying person. The air in the dungeon was silent for two seconds, and was suddenly pierced by the shaking and impact of the shackles and the hoarse scream of the young man.

"Ridiculous! I am the dignified Prince Changming, how could it be a fake?! Why imprison me, take away Qi'er, and even force the queen to death without proof! It is clear that you have bad intentions, and the palace change seized power! Song Huiming, You are not human, you are a wolf-hearted dog! The empress mother treats you generously, and I treat you generously, you can harm people for no reason! Let me out, let me out, I want to be innocent to my father!"

His eyes were red, he yelled and threw himself on the rusty iron prison door, his cold fingers stretched out to Song Huiming, he didn't know whether to grab his hand to save himself, or tear him apart in anger.

Song Huiming laughed, "What's the matter without any evidence? This king has been making unannounced visits for more than a year, and only then did he find out the major rebellion case of the Zhou and Guo families. If the evidence is not convincing, this king will report the matter to the emperor. Ah Zhu , what do you think this king is doing after being close to you for so long?"

Song Hui'an froze, and then stretched out his claws towards him.

"you're lying!!!"

"Do you know how this king found out the clues? A year ago, the eldest lady of the Zhou family died of illness suddenly, but this king ran into her wronged soul on the street, and then borrowed the power of the immortal master to peep into her past. You know, you once 'Cousin', she has exactly your face."

"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense!"

"Last year, the Zhou Mansion was bewitched by demons, raised warlocks privately, killed servants and refined corpses, and was expelled from Yanjing by His Majesty. Do you think there is no secret behind this matter? The dignified descendants of the heroes of several dynasties will easily be bewitched by demons and behave unrighteously? That monster is clearly their accomplice to deceive the world. Miss Zhou died tragically, and it is difficult to find evidence of the fake prince. The Zhou family bribed and threatened many officials of the Ministry of Households for the dead babies born after the crime was absolved."

"You're talking nonsense, shut up! Don't say any more! No matter how you make up such a nonsense, I won't believe it!"

Song Huiming smiled cruelly, "This king has been planning this matter for several months, so of course there are proofs. So, you suffered a lot at my king's reception banquet before."

Song Hui'an thought of the day Song Huiming returned to Beijing, his right hand was knocked out by the imprudent little Gong'e, bleeding on the spot, and in front of the emperor, the handkerchief that was stained with blood and taken away by Gong'e... His blood was cold all over, and he felt himself Standing in front of him is not the lover with whom he was deeply in love, but the hunter who is waiting for the prey to enter the circle.

"The reception banquet is over, but this king was called away by his father? This king handed over the handkerchief to his father to ensure that it would not be exchanged by others. Afterwards, this king and Master Tianshuixian met with his father in secret. Let Miss Zhou complain, and invite Mrs. Zhou Guo."

"You also know that she is crazy. She, she was stimulated by some kind of stimulation. She hugged her head and cried all day long, pointing at the air and yelling that you are not my son. Master Tianshui was ordered to ask blood to confirm your relatives, to prove that you are not born of the empress. His Majesty Longyan was furious, so he still waited for half a month to find out the truth and lay out all kinds of crimes before he could be punished. This morning, Guo Zhou’s family was liquidated for forming a party for personal gain. Acting as a prostitute, after committing the crime, she knew that the situation was over, so she committed suicide in fear of the crime. After all, the father loved her and took care of the royal family's face, saying that she died of illness. The master also took a little blood from her to ask for a marriage, and only fifteen people can match the queen of God at the same time."

Seeing Song Hui'an's pale face, he sobbed and knelt on the ground leaning on the iron railing, squatted down, and said softly not far from him: "Don't worry, Fifteen is the youngest son of the empress, so innocent, the emperor will not worry about it." He will be punished. If it is a crime, you have to worry about yourself most. You are an outsider who has completely occupied Nest's nest, and you will suffer the death penalty."

Song Hui'an trembled again, and cried: "No, I am the prince, and I am the prince! You let me see the father, you let me see him! Any question about blood recognition is fake. I was born Asked about blood confession! Was there a fake magician at that time?! You and Zhang Tianshui were clearly the ones who got involved, so you let me out!"

Song Huiming shook his head, and said to himself: "I forgot, this king is on business. His majesty thought that you, a thief, would not easily confess, so he ordered this king to come and wake you up."

Then he said to the prison warden, "Bring it up."

"promise."

But seeing a rickety person walking on his knees, being driven into the prison on his knees like a domesticated dog, his face was sallow, and he was crying and roaring, he turned out to be a crazy woman.

"This is your biological mother, you haven't called her mother yet, have you?"

It was Zhou Guo's family.

Song Hui'an was startled by his embarrassment and ugliness, and as if seeing a monster, he exclaimed: "Fart, how can such a picky lunatic be my biological mother?! My biological mother is the empress Guo who was married by the son of heaven! You tell this crazy woman to go away, go away!"

Zhou Guoshi was sobbing, delirious, and looked at him with empty eyes, who was still dressed in fine clothes and had a clean face, and he seemed to be alive immediately, and he threw himself on the railing and laughed foolishly: "My son! My son!"

Across the prison fence, Song Hui'an saw that her smile was strange like a demon, almost invisible, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly backed away, like avoiding a snake or a scorpion.

Zhou Guoshi still shouted: "My son, my son! Mother only has my son, my son, come, come! Come here, mother..."

"Shut up, you crazy woman is talking nonsense, you are crazy, you are crazy, you are crazy, and that thief Song Huiming is also crazy! Take her away, take her away!"

Song Hui'an hugged his head and yelled at Song Huiming: "Rebellious minister and traitor! Don't lie to me! I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

The crazy woman stretched out her bone-claw-like hands tremblingly, still smiling: "Why, don't you call for your mother every day, mother is here, mother is here to see my son, please do me a favor, tell your sister Said, tell her not to hurt mother again, mother is so scared, mother is so scared...for so many years, mother has been hoping that my son can see me more, son, come on, come on!"

Song Huiming smiled and asked the warden to open the cell door.The crazy woman rolled and crawled, and rushed towards Song Hui'an.

"Don't come here, don't come here, my mother has already been killed by the thief, don't speak up for the thief, go away, go away!"

Song Huiming was pleased to see both mother and son appearing crazy.It took him a lot of thought to arrange for actors to sneak into Zhou's mansion and pretend to be a ghost to drive Zhou Guo crazy. Fortunately, Zhou Guo's madness has reached this point, and he recruited everything during the questioning of the emperor, which is not a waste of effort.

The mad woman was thin and thin. Song Hui'an was a man after all. He pushed her to the ground while refusing, and then rushed forward to pinch her with a distorted face: "You old bitch is full of evil words, dare to collude with thieves to slander my palace and humiliate my mother!" Innocent, I will tear your mouth apart!"

"Wuuuu... my son, my son—"

The crazy woman whined and was pulled away by the prison guard.Song Huiming waved his hand, signaling the prison warden to take the mad woman out, and asked the guards to bring in gold, silver and jewels, all of which were artifacts from the Eastern Palace that Song Hui'an was familiar with.

He saw the pot of emerald peonies.

Then, the guard brought another painted brocade coffin, how could he not recognize it, it was the inner coffin he had prepared for his mausoleum.

He understood what Song Huiming was going to do.

"do not want!"

"The crown prince was deposed and his possessions were confiscated. This coffin is especially useless. It's better to smash it."

"No no no, don't! Don't!"

Song Huiming smiled all over his face: "Smash it."

"Stop it, stop it!"

Jewels, jade, gold and silver were turned into gravel, there were several loud bangs, and the coffin also rotted.

Destroy his pearls and jade, and take away his wealth and wealth in this life; break his coffin, and cut off his peace in the underworld.

"Stop, don't, don't, stop, stop!"

He was stopped by Song Huiming when he was crying, but he still reached out to reach for the residue of those utensils.

"Don't smash it, don't smash it!"

Sawdust was flying.When the attendant raised the axe and dropped it, the round and plump emerald peony carving was instantly shattered, and the white, pink and green pieces of jade fell to the ground, hitting him with great pain.

"Stop, stop... Please, stop..."

The ground is full of debris, the servants have retreated, and only conspirators and prisoners remain in the prison.

Song Hui'an almost cried blood.

"If you want to know more inside information, this king can bring some files and living witnesses, and ask them to tell you what happened back then."

The pale beauty panted violently, like falling into an ice cellar, panting like crying, and she shed tears with a silly smile.

"Liar, it's all fake, you lied to me!"

Song Huiming paused every word, and said softly, "It's all true."

Song Hui'an's pupils jumped.

"You, you already knew... when..."

"Well, I will know after that Mid-Autumn Festival."

No wonder Song Huiming was so unscrupulous. It turned out that he knew a long time ago that the two of them had done nothing wrong, but he himself didn't know about it.

For more than a year, he blushed and acted like a little girl, thinking that he would come and see him away, regardless of the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, brother blood, and dreaming of husband and wife with this lunatic. Playing with applause, very sober.

Song Huiming envoy deceived him.

He whimpered and wept bitterly.

"You lied, I'm real, I'm the real prince, you and I are real too, you lied to me...you lied to me...let me see my father, I want to see my father!"

Song Huiming patted his face.

"Hey, it's ugly to say that the fake prince is out, you are treated like 'the deposed prince is under house arrest and died in depression', don't pick it."

Song Hui'an cried loudly: "Father will not kill me, you lied to me!"

"Cry if you want, no matter how many tears you shed, you won't be able to escape from your head. Come, this king will give you something."

Song Huiming took out something from his sleeve, and touched his forehead with lightning speed.

Before Song Hui'an could see what it was, he felt a sharp pain between his brows.

"what!"

He didn't have time to worry about what it was, so he screamed in pain, curled up on the ground, and rolled over and over again, unable to see the arrogance of the nobleman before.

Song Huiming smiled and patted his head, got up and walked out: "Good boy, you can't be a prince, but you can still be my king's Azhu."

"Always will be."