Placid Chang'an

It was already late at night when Su Cen recovered, the alcohol on his body evaporated, and the poison was also taken out.

Qi Lin reported: "After using all kinds of torture, he insisted that the antidote has been given to Mr. Su, and Mr. Su didn't take it himself."

"The antidote...is in the dish..." Su Cen leaned against Li Shi's arms and was extremely weak, and his jaw had already been put back in. He still didn't dare to speak loudly because it would involve pain, but he still emphasized: "I...no eat……"

Let him eat those dishes mixed with hair maggots, he would rather die again.

"Okay, don't take it." Seeing that the poison in Su Cen's body was almost cleared, Li Shi didn't force him, and asked Qi Lin, "Since the antidote is gone, is there any poison left?"

Qi Lin hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"When the antidote in Song Fan's body is over, pour it down, then put the food in front of him, and continue pouring after the medicine is over." Li Shi looked down at the person in his arms, and casually instructed Qi Lin, "I want to see if the antidote goes first or the poison goes first."

Qi Lin shuddered in his heart. After going through this for a few times, he was afraid that the antidote and poison would still be there, but the person was gone, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and he followed his orders.

Li Shi ordered his servants to come in and scrub Su Cen, put on new clothes and pants, and carried him back to his room - the bedding on his bed was messy and dripping with cold sweat, and he couldn't sleep anymore.

The pain lasted for a whole day and night, and only now did it subside. Before it was sent to bed, the person had already passed out.

Song Yi didn't come to intercede until noon the next day. He must have known that Song Fan had gone too far this time and set aside time to vent his anger on Prince Ning.

It's a pity that Li Shi still didn't buy it, and said meanly: "You don't need to use any iron coupons to suppress me. Since he has lynched my people, then I am also a lynching. It is only about personal grievances, and it doesn't care about ancestral etiquette. .”

"My lord taught me a lesson," Song Yi sighed, "He committed a heinous crime this time, and it is right to make him suffer a little bit. I just hope that my lord can give him some relief in the end."

"Is the person still alive?" Li Shi turned his head and asked Qi Lin.

Song Yi's heart skipped a beat immediately.

Qi Lin nodded: "Alive."

Li Shi lowered his head and casually skimmed off the tea foam, "Then stay for another two days."

Even after Li Shi said so, Song Yi didn't dare to say anything more, but repeatedly begged Li Shi to leave him a sigh of relief, and then left.

Seeing the people leave, Li Shi got up and went back to the back hall, only then did he see that Su Cen was already awake, lying behind and listening to the two people talking.

Although he had only been ill for a day, he was visibly thinner, his lips were still pale, and his long hair was untied, hanging down loosely, making him look even thinner.

"Why don't you sleep for a while?"

"Hungry." He hadn't eaten since yesterday, and when the pain subsided, he suddenly felt his chest sticking to his back. Su Cen smiled, "I wanted to ask the prince when to deliver the meal, but unfortunately I overheard you." I really didn't come here to eavesdrop on the conversation."

Why did he have to go through Li Shi if he wanted to pass on the meal?

Sure enough, Li Shi didn't take it to heart, he casually ordered his servants to bring some sea cucumber porridge.

Su Cen asked, "Song Fan, what do you plan to do with it?"

Li Shi casually sat down on the couch, then beckoned Su Cen over, and asked, "What do you think?"

"He has a murder case in his hand, so it's too cheap to let him go back like this," then frowned again, "But after all, the Song family has the iron certificate of the alchemy book in their hands, so they really can't do anything to him. Let's not talk about it, Don't you think Song Yi's attitude is strange today?"

Li Shidao: "He doesn't want to save Song Fan."

Su Cen nodded.

"Although he has repeatedly emphasized that it is enough to leave Song Fan a sigh of relief, it seems that he really just wants to 'breathe a breath' for him, and he doesn't care what punishment Song Fan has suffered or what crimes he has suffered. I even feel that he is not here this time. The person who came to intercede, just wanted to make sure that Song Fan was still alive. Is there such a father? It was the same in Ding'an Hou Mansion before. He just stopped us at the last moment. We didn't care about Song Fan's temptation and conviction. I don't care much about Song Fan, I just want to keep him alive."

Just when the servants brought the porridge up, Su Cen was about to pick it up, but Li Shi had already taken the bowl familiarly, took a spoonful and cooled it, and brought it to Su Cen's mouth.

Su Cen: "!"

Prince Ning opens his hands when he wears clothes, and opens his mouth when he eats. He has always been served by others. When has he ever served others!

Su Cen opened his mouth in disbelief, and poured a spoonful of porridge. The temperature was right, it was soft and delicious. Su Cen didn't recover until he swallowed it. Prince Ning was feeding him the porridge with his own hands!Immediately what Song Yi, what Song Fan, instantly rolled to the sky.

However, Li Shi didn't feel that he had done anything extraordinary, spoon after spoon, feeding naturally and skillfully, said in a leisurely way: "Maybe it's because he is an illegitimate child."

"Huh?" Su Cen opened and closed his mouth, still in a daze.

"Song Fan is Song Yi's illegitimate son." Li Shi said, "The young master of Ding'an Hou's mansion had another person, but after an accident, Song Yi later brought Song Fan back from the outside. The seeds left by the border crossing overnight were brought back when they were teenagers."

"There is still such a relationship." Su Cen was instantly attracted to the case again, accepted Li Shi's food with peace of mind, and said while eating, "Young Lord of Ding'an Hou Mansion...Young Lord..."

"I remembered!" Su Cen stood up suddenly and nearly knocked the bowl over, "The young master of Ding'an Hou's mansion was accidentally pushed into the lotus pond by a servant and drowned. Sixth, I saw this case in Chen Guanglu's "Chen's Criminal Law", and I didn't think of it at the time, I just remembered it when you said that."

Li Shi frowned slightly, but Su Cen didn't notice it, and continued: "Later, Lu Xiaoliu was sent back to his hometown because of the amnesty, and then disappeared without even finding his body. But Song Fan was only a teenager at that time, so this matter should be Has nothing to do with him?"

No matter how you look at this matter, it looks like Song Fan bought a murderer to kill someone and then killed him to silence him. Then he had the chance to become the young master of Ding'an Houfu.Song Yi is aware of it, but after all, this is the only existing biological son, so it makes sense not to be affectionate to Song Fan.

But Su Cen really can't imagine that a teenager can have such a deep city.

But that lunatic Song Fan is not incapable of doing it.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Su Cen said, "I want to go and see Song Fan."

"Don't go," Li Shi handed the bowl to the servants, "That place is dirty."

"You avenged me but didn't allow me to see the desolation of the enemy's family. How can this eliminate the hatred in my heart?"

While the servant was going down with the bowl, Su Cen quickly kissed the corner of the person's mouth, and looked at Li Shi flatteringly: "Is it okay?"

Li Shi frowned at the little fox in front of him, and finally flicked the man on the forehead: "I'll ask Qi Lin to clean up for you."

Su Cen lived in Xingqing Palace for so long, but it was the first time he went down to the dungeon of Xingqing Palace.

Su Cen was led by Qi Lin to the place, Qi Lin said: "You are going to go out later and call me, I will take you out."

Su Cen was puzzled: "I can go out by myself."

Qi Lin pursed his lips: "My lord gave the order in a hurry. I only cleaned out this side. There are so many broken arms and legs that I have no place to deal with. I'm afraid that you will scare you by going wrong."

Su Cen: "..."

He finally understood what to pack.

After Qi Lin left, Su Cen took a look at the cell in front of him. Because it was built at the bottom of the lake and hadn't seen sunlight for a long time, the cell was cold and damp, and the light source was only a candle lamp the size of a bean. A man lay in the hay.

But after not seeing him for a day, Su Cen almost didn't recognize him.The man's face was covered in dirt and his body was covered in blood.As if to make it easier for him to ask questions, the effect of a round of medicine has just passed, and no one has come to pour him another round of poison, and the whole person is paralyzed in the grass and panting violently.

Sensing who was coming, the face dripping with cold sweat turned around, and seeing that it was Su Cen, he still had the strength to smile at him.

"Su, Lord Su..." Song Fan struggled to get up and let himself sit against the corner of the wall, "I said we are destined, look, we met again."

Su Cen looked down at him from above, now the two of them, one in brocade clothes and the other covered in blood, are as different as clouds and mud.

Song Fan asked, "How does the Heart-eating Grass taste?"

Su Cen said coldly, "You still need to ask me?"

"It's not very good." Song Fan coughed twice, raised his head and raised his eyebrows at Su Cen, "I knew it was so painful, how could I be willing to attack Mr. Su. It hurt a lot last night, thinking that Mr. Su hurt like me , I couldn't help being excited, haha...cough cough cough cough..."

Su Cen frowned, this man is really a lunatic.

"Yesterday you didn't kill me, and I can't kill you, so we're even." Su Cen looked at Song Fan and said, "Tell me where Huang Wan'er is, and I'll let you go."

"Okay," Song Fan stopped coughing, raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Cen, "Kneel down, kowtow three times, call me Grandpa, and I'll tell you."

Su Cen was unmoved, "I knelt down for you, can you tell me Huang Wan'er's whereabouts?"

He didn't mind kneeling in front of this lunatic, just as if he had fallen and fell.But based on what he knew about Song Fan, even if he knelt down, this person would not keep his promise.

Sure enough, Song Fan smiled at people again and said, "Come in again, kneel down and lick me clean, and I will tell you."

"It's not good for you at all," Su Cen looked down at the person in front of him, "You've got everything you want. Now you are the young master of the Hou's mansion, holding the iron coupon of the alchemy book in your hand, and you have the privilege of avoiding death. It's in front of you, what more do you want?"

"Little Lord, huh, hahaha..." Song Fan seemed to have heard some funny joke, and laughed sarcastically, causing the wounds on his body to move, his eyes were filled with tears, his face was full of ferocious laughter, and his eyes suddenly turned hard, " What do you know?!"

"There was a child who robbed me of everything since I was a child. He was high on the top but I had to fall into the grass and become a bandit. He was rich in clothes and food, and he stretched out his hands to eat, but I had to grab food from the hands of the dead. He laughed and fought with others. When I was in trouble, I was sweating like rain and fighting a bloody road, he was as gentle as jade and the stars held the moon, but I was paranoid, violent, and perverted, he robbed me of everything, shouldn't he deserve to die?!" Song Fan stood up with support, step by step Going towards Su Cen, "Master Su, do you think he deserves to die? As long as you say that he deserves to die, I will immediately tell you Huang Wan'er's whereabouts!"

Su Cen couldn't help but took a few steps back, knowing that there was a fence between the two of them, and it was impossible for Song Fan to touch him, but every time Song Fan took a step forward, he couldn't help but want to back up, until there was no way to go back, and he was close to him. The moldy walls of the cell.

Song Fan suddenly looked at him with a very innocent look, "Then can you hug me too?"

"Qi Lin!" Su Cen interrupted, "Qi Lin! Take me away!"

When Qi Lin came over, he saw Su Cen clinging to the wall, as if he had seen something terrible, while Song Fan had already slid down against the railing, laughing hysterically.

"Take me away," Su Cen grabbed Qi Lin's arm, "I don't want to see him again, take me out."