At this moment, in Wei Hanzhang's heart, even if Xiao Boqian was a scumbag who flirted with young girls everywhere just because his original wife had passed away half a year ago, he was at least an upright scumbag.

He is definitely not a mean person who uses tricks to force women to marry by taking advantage of their reputation.

It's a pity that Xiao Junzhan doesn't have the ability to read minds, and has no idea what's going on in Wei Hanzhang's mind, otherwise...

Xiao Junzhan got off the carriage first. When Wei Hanzhang put on his veil and lifted the curtain, he saw a hand with slender fingers as white as jade stretched out in front of him.

She was stunned for a moment, then put her hand on it.

A smile appeared on Xiao Junzhan's lips. He used a little force with his fingertips to hold the girl's soft hand and helped her down from the carriage. His heart was so soft.

Just as he stood firm, Wei Hanzhang heard a familiar voice coming from the side.

It was the eldest son of Duke Chen, Chen Zishu, whom I had just met that day.

At this moment, he was wearing a purple official uniform. He bowed slightly and said, "Your humble servant Chen Zishu greets you, sir."

As he spoke, Chen Zishu kept his head down and did not look up, his attitude was extremely humble and respectful.

Wei Hanzhang's heart tightened at first, fearing that he would be recognized. But when she saw that he kept his head down and never looked up, she felt relieved, but also a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, Chen Zishu was the Minister of Dali Temple, a third-rank official. There was no need for him to be so humble even to the prince of a royal palace.

Moreover, Wei Hanzhang had inquired about it these days and found out that the Prince of Yan only held an honorary position as a court attendant and had no real power. How could he be worthy of such cautious greetings from Chen Zishu, the Prince of the Duke's Mansion, a rising star in the capital, and a third-rank official at a young age.

Judging from the details, this Prince of Yan should be highly trusted by the Crown Prince.

Seeing the slightly stunned reaction of the girl next to him when she looked at the man next to him, Xiao Junzhan lowered his eyes, tightened his clasped hands, and pulled her into the prison which had already been prepared.

"Watch your step." Xiao Junzhan did not let go of his hand the whole time. He walked along a staircase that was neither long nor short, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

Compared to the gloomy, damp and year-round dark cells of the Tianlao, the conditions in the Dali Temple cells were quite good. Perhaps because they had been taken care of, the cells looked very clean.

But even so, letting the Jiang family, who are used to a life of luxury, live in such a place...

Wei Hanzhang clenched his fists with worry in his heart, and looked through a small square dark window at his grandmother, several aunts, and cousins ​​on the other side.

My grandfather and uncle were imprisoned in the cell opposite the Jiang family’s female members.

Including the concubines, there were a total of forty or fifty people in the Jiang family. The men took off their brocade clothes, and the women took off their gold hairpins. They all wore white prison uniforms, no longer as respectable as before, and were all imprisoned in a dark prison.

Except for the occasional sobbing of the women, the entire cell was extremely quiet and filled with an atmosphere of despair.

Wei Hanzhang looked at his relatives whom he had not seen for only two months. Their prison uniforms were very thin. Fortunately, it was early summer and the temperature was just right, so it was not easy to catch a cold.

I couldn't help but feel lucky that the weather had warmed up, but the desperate atmosphere made my eyes red, and I couldn't help but go out and talk to the Jiang family.

A hand was placed on her shoulder. The Xiao prince had come closer to her without her noticing. He was looking at her tenderly and coaxing her in a very low voice, "Ranran, don't cry. I promise you, they will be fine."

But she had to admit that at this moment, she was really moved.

Compared with the relatives in the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery’s Mansion, Wei Hanzhang is actually closer to her maternal grandmother, the Jiang family. After all, they are the elders who have watched her grow up since she was a child.

Especially her grandmother and aunts, who always doted on her in every way and never tolerated it.

After calming himself, Wei Hanzhang suppressed his tears and looked towards Old Madam Jiang's face. Seeing that the old lady looked haggard but not in low spirits, he finally put his mind at ease, having been worried for more than ten days.

These days, Wei Hanzhang was most worried about his grandparents. After all, the two elderly people were too old to withstand the hardships on the road.

Now that her grandmother was fine, Wei Hanzhang's eyes swept over her aunts. After anxiously confirming that they were all well, her eldest cousin, Jiang Zhiqin, the eldest daughter of this generation of the Jiang family, finally appeared in her sight.

She did not huddle together with her family, but curled up in a corner alone, her eyes staring blankly, her face haggard and her hair disheveled. Compared to her sister Jiang Zhiqi who was still sobbing from time to time, she seemed to have shed all her tears.

Wei Hanzhang couldn't recognize her. This was the gentle and generous cousin in her memory.

When she left Xuzhou, Jiang Zhiqin was still a happy girl waiting to be married, looking forward to her married life. However, after not seeing her for a few months, she was like a delicate flower that had been drained of water, quickly withering away like an old woman, no longer looking like an eighteen-year-old girl.

The Zhao Family!!! Wei Hanzhang grew up with several cousins ​​and they were very close. At this moment, she was gnashing her teeth in hatred towards the Zhao family who had ruthlessly divorced their new daughter-in-law as soon as something happened to her in-laws. The hatred in her eyes was almost tangible.

The Zhao family in Xuzhou is Madam Jiang's family. They married their eldest granddaughter back to her family in order to consolidate the relationship between the two families. However, they did not expect...

It was not until Wei Hanzhang was dragged out of the cell by Xiao Junzhan and saw the light of day again that he came to his senses.

She gently tugged at the man's hand, the hatred in her eyes still there, she looked straight at him and said, "My uncle's family... I mean..."

"Whatever you want to say, just say it." Xiao Junzhan said patiently with a gentle expression: "Ranran, you don't have to be cautious in front of me."

"..." Wei Hanzhang was afraid that her request would be too embarrassing for others, but the only person she could turn to for help was the man in front of her.

She didn't want to push the issue too far, but she still spoke up: "Can you help me save my two cousins ​​and my aunt? They are my uncle's family members. I don't want to watch them go to the Music Bureau like Rouniang."

Her voice was so soft and inaudible because of shame that Xiao Junzhan had to lower his head and move closer to hear her.

Hearing this, he paused, and while pulling her towards the carriage, he said softly, "Ranran, don't worry. I didn't intend to let them go there."

Wei Hanzhang was stunned, not quite hearing: "What?"

"...Nothing." Xiao Junzhan sighed and said, "I mean, the prince didn't intend to let them go to the Jiaofangsi."

The early summer wind was already a little hot. Wei Hanzhang's heart was pounding, and it seemed that the wind had made his heart a little confused. He stared blankly at the handsome face in front of him.

Although he said that the prince had no intention of allowing them to enter the Jiaofangsi, Wei Hanzhang knew that he must have pleaded for them.

(End of this chapter)