Chapter 488: The Plan

The expressions of the people in the house and on the roof all changed drastically.

Ji Hong stood up in panic and said, "That voice seems to be Liu Hong's!"

Liu Hong?

Du Ruo and the maid looked at each other, both feeling uneasy.

The three looked out.

There was a big red lantern hanging under the eaves, and I could only see the treetops dancing occasionally when the wind blew. Further away, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.

"What should we do?" Du Ruo turned around to look at the drooping bed curtains and asked Ji Hong softly.

Ji Hong bit her lip and whispered, "Second Madam finally rested, we have to find out more before we reply, right?"

Masters hate noisy maids the most.

The maid plucked up her courage, hugged Ji Hong's arm and said, "How about I go out with my sister to have a look?"

Ji Hong looked towards Du Ruo.

Du Ruo said hurriedly: "I'm scared. I'm here to serve the second wife."

Ji Hong's face turned a little ugly when she heard that, but she still went out with the maid.

Du Ruo walked them to the door.

Duan Gongyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Du Ruo looked around, and seeing no one was there, he quickly ran back, lifting the bed curtain and calling softly "Second Madam", "Second Madam".

Duan Gongyi was confused.

There's something wrong with this Du Ruo!

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The bed curtains were lifted, and the brocade quilt embroidered with royal blue lilies was thrown aside. The bed was empty, and there was no trace of Miao Ansu!

Duan Gongyi was shocked.

When I looked up, I saw Song Mo appear in the small courtyard behind the flower hall next door.

Oops!

Duan Gongyi understood immediately.

All powerful and wealthy families have several secret places so that they can do concealed things without being noticed.

The back room where Miao rested seemed remote, but in fact it was only separated by a wall from the warm pavilion in the backyard of the flower hall where Prince Liao was entertained.

There should also be a trap door leading directly to the chamber where Miao rests.

Although he didn't know why Song Mo appeared alone in the backyard of the brothel, and why Miao suddenly disappeared, he instinctively felt that Song Mo had been fooled!

He didn't care about anything else and took a deep breath, ready to jump down to warn Song Mo.

Who knew that when the Qi flowed to Dantian, the body suddenly sank and could no longer move.

Duan Gongyi was shocked.

A sinister voice came from my ear: "Don't move, or you will die without a burial place!"

Duan Gongyi wanted to curse loudly.

The person is dead, so why bother about whether he has a burial place or not!

But when the words came to his lips, they turned into a light hum.

He couldn't help but feel regret and hatred.

What he regretted was that he had been smooth sailing in the past few years and was too careless. He knew that the people around Prince Liao were very skilled, but he did not raise his vigilance. What he hated was that he had received so many favors from Dou Zhao, but he could not help at the critical moment.

His teeth were clacking.

He watched Song Mo walk into the warm room.

Liu Hong, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared from nowhere.

She called out "Prince" in a mysterious voice and pushed open the door of the warm pavilion.

"Who is it?" Song Mo's low but somewhat serious question came from the warm room.

"I am Liu Hong who is beside the Second Master..." As she spoke, she suddenly let out a loud scream.

The shrill sound echoed in the courtyard.

Prince Liao and Song Yichun, who were supposed to be drinking in the flower hall, appeared in the courtyard at incredible speed.

King Liao's followers were scattered in every corner of the yard as if they had been prepared, tightly locking every entrance and exit of the yard.

Duan Gongyi wanted to slap himself a few times.

"What happened? What happened?" Song Yichun shouted loudly, with a hint of excitement in his voice, and pushed open the door of the warm pavilion before Prince Liao.

The soft light leaked out like moonlight.

Duan Gongyi saw a woman huddled in a quilt at the corner of Luohan's bed, and Song Mo was standing in front of Luohan's bed.

It’s over, it’s over!

That woman must be Miao Ansu!

No matter whether there is evidence or not, the prince cannot clear himself of the charges of having an affair with his brother's wife even if he jumps into the Yellow River!

He closed his eyes.

Song Mo's voice with a hint of joking came to my ears: "I never thought that my father was so impatient that he would even bring His Royal Highness Prince Liao here. Oh! I just wanted to teach Song Han a lesson, but you did this... How can I end this?" He added, "Your Royal Highness Prince Liao, family shame should not be made public. I'm sorry to embarrass you!"

Huh?

What is going on?

Duan Gongyi opened his eyes.

Under the bright light, Song Yichun and Prince Liao both looked a little funny, especially Song Yichun, whose mouth was so wide open that an egg could be stuffed in.

He looked again.

It was OK that Song Mo was standing in front of Luohan's bed, but Song Han was hiding in the curtain beside Luohan's bed in dishevel.

Duan Gongyi blinked.

He suddenly felt lighter.

Duan Gongyi jumped up without thinking.

A light laugh came from behind: "Master Duan, I'm sorry."

Duan Gongyi turned his head.

Under the moonlight, Lu Ming was smiling at him with a raised face.

Duan Gongyi's fists creaked as he clenched them.

Lu Ming didn't care and pointed to the warm room.

Duan Gongyi had no choice but to swallow his dissatisfaction and, confused, he and Lu Ming lay on the roof to peek at the situation in the warm attic.

"Come out?" Song Mo looked at Song Han coldly and said, "There's no point in hiding any longer!" As he spoke, he tore off half of the curtain and threw it on Song Han. "If you have anything to say, let's go to the front and talk. You look so inappropriate."

Song Han's eyes looked a little dull, as if he was frightened and didn't know what was happening. He stood up woodenly, holding on to the bedpost of the Luohan bed, and murmured, "I, what happened to me?" Then his eyes gradually regained their luster, and he became energetic. He asked loudly, "What's going on?" He looked around... Then his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Song Yichun, "What, what's going on?"

Song Yichun's eyes darkened, and his face was covered with frost. But before he could speak, the woman on Luohan's bed started to cry: "Duke, I don't know how I got here. I was serving the Second Madam in the room. Liu Hong went to the toilet, and Ji Hong went to find Liu Hong. I lifted the bed curtain and saw that the Second Madam was gone. I was about to call for help, but my eyes went dark and I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I found myself lying on this bed, and the Crown Prince was standing in front of the bed looking at me... I really don't know what happened! I didn't have a secret meeting with the Second Madam..."

Duan Gongyi's jaw dropped.

Du Ruo was in the back room just now, how come he was in the warm room in the blink of an eye?

Who did this?

So where did Miao go?

What about Ji Hong and others? What roles did they play in this incident?

How did the prince find out that someone was framing him?

He looked toward Lu Ming.

Lu Ming smiled and nodded at him, signaling him to continue reading for the time being.

In the warm room, Song Yichun yelled, "Shut up! What do you mean by 'secret meeting'? Who said that the Second Master had a 'secret meeting' with someone?"

Only then did Du Ruo realize that he had said the wrong thing.

She looked at Song Yichun in horror.

Song Mo chuckled and said to King Liao, "That's right. How could Song Han have a secret meeting with his father's concubine? Song Han must have drunk too much and walked into the wrong room and got into the wrong bed. This is a complete misunderstanding!"

Prince Liao's expression had returned to his original boldness. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "Yantang is still clear-headed. Song Han was just drunk and went to the wrong place." Then he said to Song Yichun, "Let's go! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Song Yichun forced a smile on his face, bowed slightly, and invited Prince Liao to go first: "That's right, that's right. Let's go have a drink!"

The three of them walked outside.

Song Han wanted to say something but stopped.

Liu Hong, who was hiding in the corner, suddenly jumped up and hugged Song Mo's legs.

Song Mo dodged nimbly.

Liu Hong fell to the ground, her mouth bleeding. She crawled towards Song Mo regardless of anything. "My Lord, help me! I was forced by Second Master! If I don't do it, Second Master will sell me to a private house. Please, my Lord, save my life. I will say anything..."

Song Han's eyes were filled with anger. He stepped forward and kicked Liu Hong hard twice, causing her to vomit blood.

However, Liu Hong knew that if she could not get Song Mo to turn back, what would await her would be a fate more tragic than death.

She shouted without caring, "Master, it was the Second Master who asked me to give the Second Madam the medicine, and also had someone take you to the warm pavilion while the Second Madam was unconscious, so that others would misunderstand that you and the Second Madam were having an affair..."

What's going on with Song Han?

Now that the truth has been exposed, this bitch should be crushed to death. How can we let her talk nonsense? !

He turned around and glared at Song Han, wishing he could eat him alive.

As for Song Han, his face turned pale with anger and he kicked Liu Hong in the chest again.

Liu Hong screamed, her eyes widened, and she collapsed to the ground, covering her chest, unconscious.

Du Ruo screamed in fright.

Song Han stepped forward again and grabbed Du Ruo's neck.

Song Mo frowned slightly.

Suddenly, a slightly dignified voice came from outside the door: "What's going on? Even if the maids did something wrong, there is no need to shout and kill them like this. Our Duke of Ying's Mansion is not a nouveau riche. If people outside know about this, won't it cause controversy?"

King Liao could not help but turn around, and saw a young woman Xu supporting a beautiful young woman of seventeen or eighteen years old walking in.

She was quite tall, with a pair of long eyebrows, a bright look in her eyes, and a heroic demeanor, like a heroine in a picture book.

It’s Dou!

He narrowed his eyes.

I've heard for a long time that Song Mo respects his first wife, who is one year older than him, very much. I also thought she was beautiful when I saw her last time, but not like now, when she walked with her head held high and with great grace.

Then look at the young woman next to her, she has a bun on, wears an emerald green jacket with a gourd pattern, a red gold hairpin on her hair, and gold and jade lantern earrings on her ears. She is not tall, but has some looks, and looks very respectful to Dou. This should be Song Han's wife Miao.

King Liao smiled bitterly to himself.

It looks like this strategy has completely failed!

He decided to retire at the peak of his career.

"This is your family affair, I will take my leave now!" Prince Liao smiled and nodded to Song Mo and Song Yichun, then left with his men.

There was dead silence in the warm attic.

Song Han stepped forward and slapped Miao Ansu: "Where have you been? You actually let that little bitch Liu Hong talk nonsense..."

Song Mo grabbed Song Han's hand and looked at him coldly without saying a word.

His eyes flashed, and he tried to break free from Song Mo's hand.

Song Mo's hands were like iron clamps, preventing him from moving.

"That's enough!" Song Yichun shouted, "Aren't you embarrassed enough? Let me go!"