Xiahou Chongyuan did not believe what Zhao Wanqiu said as she worried. He could hear Song Qingxue's concerns and knew the truth, and he was not stupid.

He has seen too many prisoners who are about to die but still want to take others with them.

In order to reassure Song Qingxue, he put his arm around her waist and said, "I know everything. You don't have to worry."

Song Qingxue was stunned for a moment, then she pursed her lips and smiled.

Seeing that her provocation failed, Zhao Wanqiu did not give up.

"Humph! Xiahou Chongyuan, if you believe her, then you'd better wear your green hat!"

"How pitiful! As the regent, he can only pick up worn-out shoes!"

Zhao Wanqiu laughed as she spoke, and her emotions completely broke down.

Although she was mocking Xiahou Chongyuan, her heart felt as if it was being cut into pieces.

The pitiful one is not Xiahou Chongyuan, but her!

"Why? Why!"

She suddenly rushed to the prison door, tightly gripping the bars with both hands, staring at Song Qingxue fiercely, her eyes full of jealousy and resentment.

"Why do you get unconditional trust? I have done so much but only end up like this?"

"Song Qingxue, you are obviously not as good as me in every aspect. Why do you think you can do that? Tell me, what are you thinking?"

"I've obviously done a good job..."

Tears fell from her red eyes, and the crystal tears hung on her cheeks, adding a bit of fragile beauty to her disheveled appearance.

The heroine is the heroine. Even if she has fallen into such a situation, even if her face is covered with dust, her beauty cannot be concealed.

But the mistakes she made cannot be forgiven just because of her beauty.

Song Qingxue took half a step back, looked at her intently, and did not answer her question.

Why? Probably because Zhao Wanqiu was blindly confident and didn't know how to judge people.

She did so many bad things, including helping Xiahou Chun to seize power and usurp the throne, and she even colluded with the enemy and sold out her country. It is understandable that she has ended up like this.

"In three days, it will be the time for you two to be executed. Zhao Wanqiu, don't worry. I will definitely come to see you when you are executed."

I must watch you being cut into pieces and die with my own eyes, only then can I vent my anger! !

After saying this, Song Qingxue left the prison with Xiahou Chongyuan.

After walking out, she looked up at Xiahou Chongyuan again.

"What Zhao Wanqiu said just now was all lies. I have never been touched by Xiahou Chun." If she had really been touched by a fool like Xiahou Chun, she would have no face to continue living in this world.

This kind of man is so disgusting!

Just thinking about it is enough to make her vomit for three days!

"I know." Xiahou Chongyuan's tone was full of trust.

But Song Qingxue was a little confused.

"You know? Why do you trust me so..."

Come to think of it, after spending so much time together, except for the time when Mo Weixin faked her death, Xiahou Chongyuan seemed to have always trusted her very much.

He would write down everything she said and then send someone to verify it.

Although it is indeed a very happy thing, this trust is a bit too weird!

Thinking of this, Song Qingxue suddenly remembered that day in the forest when Xiahou Chongyuan actually answered her questions.

That was also a very strange thing.

She wanted to ask that day, but because he was still planning to capture Xiahou Jun, she didn't have the chance to ask.

Now that Xiahou Jun has been brought to justice, they have nothing to do today, so this is a good opportunity to ask him.

Moreover, she felt that Xiahou Chongyuan trusted her so much, and she couldn't keep hiding her identity forever.

That would seem so insincere!

Song Qingxue pursed her lips and thought for a long time before finally speaking: "Xiahou Chongyuan, I have something to tell you."

"Well, go ahead."

"Actually..." She took Xiahou Chongyuan's hand, pulling him to bend slightly, and then lowered her voice and said, "Actually, I'm not Miss Song."

"I know."

"Oh." Song Qingxue didn't react for a moment, and then stared at him in shock.

"You, you know?" She stuttered a little.

"Know."

"How did you know!" If Song Qingfeng recognized her, it was based on his years of understanding of his younger sister, which is completely understandable, but Xiahou Chongyuan had hardly communicated or met with the original owner before, so how did he know?

It's puzzling!

Xiahou Chongyuan chuckled, "I also have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Song Qingxue looked strange.

"Aren't you curious about why I trust you so much?"

"yes!!"

"Because I can hear what you are thinking."

"!" Song Qingxue spoke in her beautiful native language.

"You can read minds?!" This is too fucking fantastic!

This is not some world of palace fighting or romance novels! This is simply a fantasy world! !

Xiahou Chongyuan did not deny it, but just looked at her and smiled.

She was thinking to herself, when she suddenly remembered that he could hear what she was thinking, so she quickly stopped thinking.

She looked up at Xiahou Chongyuan and saw him smiling with his eyes curved. She suddenly felt extremely ashamed.

Thanks for the invitation. Barbie’s dream castle will be ready soon.

All the way home, Song Qingxue was questioning her life.

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt.

He could hear what she was thinking, which meant that whether she was praising him or scolding him, he could hear it!

Haha, it’s really fucking annoying!

Thinking about it this way, Xiahou Chongyuan is quite generous.

Although the incident has passed, she is not a person who forgets things.

When she first came here, she cursed Xiahou Chongyuan in her heart! And, she vaguely remembered...

She even recalled to him how Su Ruqian cheated on him in the original book...

Too raw!

However, the fact that Su Ruqian has been able to stay in the palace for such a long time really shows Xiahou Chongyuan's magnanimity that is beyond the reach of ordinary people!

If any other man knew about this, he would have caught the adulterer long ago, but he was able to remain calm.

"Ahem"

She was thinking deeply when Xiahou Chongyuan suddenly coughed twice.

She reacted immediately, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and then smiled awkwardly.

"Y-Um, I didn't mean to do that."

"It's okay. I don't mind."

He really didn't care. To him, Su Ruqian was just an irrelevant person.

Keeping her in the mansion and giving her the title of concubine was only because of the late emperor.

But now it seems that Su Ruqian still has to be resolved.

Thinking about this, he asked Song Qingxue to go back to the palace with him.

At this time, the palace was hung with white silk everywhere, and the servants and maids were all in mourning.

Song Qingxue wanted to laugh when she saw this.

He turned to look at Xiahou Chongyuan and said half-jokingly: "Xiahou Chongyuan, everyone in your house is preparing for your funeral."

Xiahou Chongyuan was speechless for a while, but he didn't say anything.

He walked towards the mansion in silence.

When the servants in the mansion saw him, they were shocked and scared. And seeing that there was Song Qingxue beside him, they couldn't help but doubt whether he was dead or alive.

"Your Majesty? You, you are back?"

Xiahou Chongyuan had a gloomy face, but he made Song Qingxue laugh uncontrollably.

Seeing that the servant was trembling with fear, she spoke up for him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Your prince is not dead and is alive and well! Go and take down all the white silk in the mansion!"

Her words were so powerful that the servants in the mansion were shocked and stuttered, "Miss... Miss Song, the prince..."

"He's not dead, he's not dead, go and tear it down!"

After she finished saying this, Xiahou Chongyuan walked straight towards Su Ruqian's yard.