On the surface, it was Shi An who was advising him, but Jiang Zhaorong knew in his heart that these words were clearly spoken to him by the person behind him.

It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. Shi An felt that he had said so much. If Jiang Zhaorong was a normal person, he would know what to choose.

So he stood aside and waited for Jiang Zhaorong to leave on his own accord.

Jiang Zhaorong's eyes were complicated and his expression was indifferent. Shi An waited for a while, but then heard him say coldly: "Then take him to jail first. Remember, no torture!"

Hearing what he said, I will not give up.

Shi An: "...I know."

Jiang Zhaorong came in a hurry and left in a hurry. Shi An entered the lobby and couldn't help but look in the direction of Song Shiwei again and again.

Isn't she just an adopted daughter? Why is Jiang Zhaorong so concerned about her?

Did she save Jiang Zhaorong's life?

Shi An was very puzzled.

"Sir, this..."

The guard walked to Shi An's side and asked for instructions.

"Put him in jail and let him go for a few days."

Song Shiwei's eyes suddenly widened.

What's going on? Where's Jiang Zhaorong? Didn't he come to save me?

Is she still waiting to slap those untouchables in the face after she gets out?

Why, why am I going to jail again?

She struggled violently.

The guards were not prepared for her and used very little strength, but when she struggled, they actually allowed her to break free.

Song Shiwei stood up and ran outside.

"Stop her!"

Shi An shouted, and the guard quickly turned the stick in his hand and hit her between the legs. Song Shiwei immediately howled and fell to the ground.

"Hold them to jail now! Be careful! Can't you even keep an eye on a woman? What do the Dali Temple need you for?!"

The guard was scolded by him and took out his resentment on Song Shiwei. He no longer controlled the strength of his hands, causing Song Shiwei to cry out in pain.

The stick was hit with full force, and Song Shiwei's calves were paralyzed. She couldn't stand up at all. When she was lifted up by the guards, she was terrified.

The guard carried her forward and took advantage of her along the way, but due to her status, he did not go too far and just satisfied himself.

The cell was dark. Although it was not as chilling as the imperial prison, it still made people feel scared.

The guards carried her through several cells. Song Shiwei raised her eyes and saw Jiang Jianjin and Gao.

The two of them no longer looked the same as they did in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Jiang Jianjin was so thin that he looked unrecognizable, and his prison uniform was so big that it could almost fit another person. Gao Shi also seemed to have aged by ten years, with white hair on her temples and a haggard face.

When they saw Song Shiwei, their eyes were calm.

Song Shiwei's heart was filled with panic again. No! She couldn't become like that!

She must find a way to get the Sixth Prince to save her!

The two guards threw her into the inner cell, locked it and left. Song Shiwei curled up in the corner, enduring the pain, bit her fingertips, and tore her dress with a "ripping" sound, and wrote furiously on it.

The accessories on my body are still worth some money. As long as I bribe the jailer and send the letter out, I can still be saved!

…

After Jiang Zhaorong came out of the Dali Temple, he went straight to the Prime Minister's Residence. After entering the residence, he went straight to Menghua Garden.

Before anyone even entered, a voice came in: "Did you spread the news about Shi Wei?"

He walked in and was about to ask for an explanation when he saw two figures drinking tea at the table.

It was Jiang Zhiyu and Xu Youran.

His arrogance immediately weakened.

What's wrong with this cheap dad? Does he think my mom can control him?

Jiang Zhaorong: “…”

He coughed lightly and said, "This matter is ultimately a family affair of the Xiangfu. If it gets out, won't all the people in Shengjing laugh at our Xiangfu?"

Xu Youran snorted coldly, "She did it, but I can't say anything about it? There's no such thing as that. Besides, when she used that aphrodisiac incense to harm Zhiyu and Kang An, was she even concerned about the Prime Minister's reputation?"

[Mother, you're right. My father is such a blockhead, he needs a good beating!]

Jiang Zhaorong lowered his eyes. "After all, she is also the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. It is normal for brothers and sisters to quarrel. What's more, I have already kicked her out of the mansion. Isn't that enough?"

His voice was tinged with anger.

Xu Youran was so angry that she almost laughed.

Jiang Zhiyu also spoke directly: "It's been soaking in water for a few years, how could it be so delicious? Is this just a quarrel? To put it bluntly, this is attempted murder. Is that a tumor on your neck? How can you lie about something like this with your eyes open?!"

[What a joke! With me here, how can you still bully my mother?]

It was the first time that Jiang Zhaorong was directly confronted by her. He was stunned for a moment, and only reacted after a while.

"Children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking. It's not that serious. Besides, with your skills, how could she possibly hurt you and Kang An? Besides... aren't you all fine?"

Jiang Zhaorong sighed, "Zhiyu, you have to be understanding of her. She lost her parents when she was young, and she had no one to educate her over the years. It's inevitable that she might go astray. We have to give her a chance to correct herself."

Jiang Zhiyu: “…”

[Shh, I can't take it anymore. Where's my 40-meter machete?!]

[Give her another chance to correct her mistakes, and I'll give you a chance to be reborn as a human being!]

Seeing that she was really about to go out to get something, Xu Youran quickly reached out and patted her soothingly, and took the opportunity to grab her wrist to prevent her from really killing her father.

Jiang Zhaorong was also frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He had never thought that his daughter actually had the intention to kill her father. For a moment, the look in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Zhiyu had some different meaning.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xu Youran shouted angrily, "Zhiyu and Kang'an are your children too, why are you so biased?! What do you mean by 'nothing's wrong'? What if something were to happen? If Zhiyu and Kang'an really died as she wished, would you kill her to avenge them?!"

Xu Youran's voice was excited, and her eyes were full of accusations as she looked at Jiang Zhaorong.

[He wouldn't. If we died, he would pamper Song Shiwei even more.]

Jiang Zhaorong pursed his lips and met Xu Youran's excited eyes. He quickly moved away as if he had been stung by a bee.

Xu Youran listened to Jiang Zhiyu's inner thoughts, and her heart became even colder.

She no longer believed what Jiang Zhaorong had said before, that the child was left by his confidant.

She was just a child left behind by his confidant, so why did he treat her better than his own biological child? Why did he protect her in every way and teach her so carefully?

Jiang Zhaorong faced the two pairs of accusing eyes, and then thought of Song Shiwei who was still in the Dali Temple. He said softly, "This matter is indeed Shiwei's fault. When she returns, I will punish her severely. The current situation is that we must quickly cover up the rumors to avoid damaging Shiwei's reputation."