Chapter 24 It’s not that I won’t take revenge! It’s just that the time has not come yet!



Yuan Jiawen had cold sweat on his back. He was confused before and wanted to find the person who framed him, but now that he calmed down, he realized that he had made a big mistake.

He has not yet married a wife and only has a few concubines. Once the news of his affair with his father's concubine spreads out, which decent family would be willing to marry their daughter to him?

Moreover, such an immoral act would have a great impact on his future career and promotion...

Yuan Jiawen was panicking and swallowing his saliva: "Your Highness, maybe..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard Jiang Zhiyu sigh in an exaggerated voice: "He seems to have something in his hand!"

[Are you kidding me? I can let you just brush it off like that?]

In full view of everyone, she squatted down and pried open Jinbao's clenched fist: "It looks like the fabric of a skirt."

In the sunlight, a small piece of white cloth fluttered in the wind, just like Song Shiwei's expression at the moment.

Everyone knew the significance of this banquet, so they avoided white when choosing clothes. Among all the people present, only Song Shiwei was wearing a white dress.

Xiao Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief. This had nothing to do with him. The two daughters of the Prime Minister were fighting among themselves. No matter what, the Prime Minister could not blame him.

He seemed to be gloating: "Miss Song, do you have anything to explain?"

A strong hatred surged in her heart. Song Shiwei gritted her teeth and trembled: "Your Highness, please understand. I absolutely did not do this!"

Her eyes were filled with fear: "How could I, a weak woman, possibly kill him?"

These words sounded particularly familiar, and the young men and women who had gone on the autumn hunt all pursed their lips at the same time.

Ah yes, yes, a weak woman, can’t kill anyone, but can shoot an arrow eight hundred meters away.

I was touched by it!

"Where is the embroiderer in your mansion? Ask her to come and compare this piece of fabric with the dress Miss Song is wearing. Is there any difference?"

The Shangshu's wife nodded repeatedly, and a round-faced maid beside her hurried out.

Song Shiwei's body kept shaking, and she didn't know whether it was because of anger or fear.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at her innocently.

[I let you frame me in the hunting grounds! It's not that I won't take revenge! It's just that the time has not come yet! Did you really think I'd forgotten about you?!]

Xiao Lingyu licked his lips silently.

Why did they say that Song Shiwei had framed her at the hunting ground? Could it be that the maid named Lan Yan was related to Song Shiwei?

It is said that after the maid was imprisoned in the Sky Prison, she was tortured every day but still failed to reveal who was behind her...

This is an unexpected gain.

The round-faced maid quickly brought the embroiderer over. Jiang Zhiyu handed the cloth in her hand to her, and the guards controlled Song Shiwei.

The embroiderer examined it carefully for a few moments, then nodded: "Your Highness, this fabric is indeed the same as the one Miss Song is wearing."

Song Shiwei's head was buzzing. When the guard let go of her hand, she collapsed to the ground.

No, it shouldn't be like this!

The Shangshu's wife looked at her coldly, "After all, she's not from a formal family and can't be put on the stage. She's so vicious at such a young age. Who knows what she'll become in the future!"

Her words were like a hammer, hitting Song Shiwei on the head.

No! She was going to marry the Sixth Prince in the future. If her reputation for viciousness spread today, she would have no hope in the future...

The Tianqi law stipulated that if someone caused the death of another person's slave or servant, the person could be beaten with the stick with a maximum of 100 strokes of the cane.

Just as she was at a loss, a guard rushed in and said, "Your Highness, we caught a suspicious woman outside the courtyard."

"Bring it here."

"yes."

A person dressed in a white dress and dressed as a maid was pressed up.

[As expected of the heroine, here comes the knife-blocker! ]

"Yun Shu?!"

Song Shiwei opened his eyes wide.

"Your Highness, she is just my maid and knows nothing about this matter. Please let her go."

She cried so hard that her eyes were filled with tears and kowtowed repeatedly, and everyone couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for her.

[Wow, the heroine is really smart, and she's immediately going in the direction of a deep love between master and servant.]

Xiao Lingyu blinked in surprise. This third young lady was so smart, how come she hadn't noticed it before?

Jiang Zhiyu changed direction so that he could observe their expressions.

Come on, show time! Stage 1, tears!

Yun Shu raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes. She hugged Song Shiwei and begged, "Miss, Miss, I don't deserve you to do this..."

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

Jiang Sulan and Xu Youran, who had already seen it once, were quite calm about it.

[Phase 2, crying!]

"Your Highness, Yunshu did this all for me. Madam intended to marry me to the Third Young Master of the Shangshu family. I went to the banquet today, but didn't get to see him. By chance, I stumbled into the Third Young Master's courtyard and heard him making love with someone. We were about to leave, but that person mistook us for thieves and even tried to molest me..."

Song Shiwei sobbed: "Yun Shu killed him in panic. We were afraid that others would find out, so we thought of setting him on fire..."

"Your Highness, Yunshu is only anxious to save the Master. Please forgive her this time."

These words made the Shangshu's wife and Yuan Jiawen want to rush up and tear her mouth apart.

Xu Youran sighed. After all, Song Shiwei was still a member of their Prime Minister's Mansion. After doing such a thing, she had to speak up.

"Ultimately, this matter was slightly wrong at the time, but considering that the circumstances are extenuating, and that the Third Young Master's attendant committed an insubordination, we should give both the master and the servant fifty lashes each. What do you think, Your Highness?"

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