It's not past noon yet, and the person delivering the food hasn't arrived. They probably haven't realized that the princess has been rescued.
"Wait, find two more people with similar builds to Song Zijie and the Princess and send them to me," Su Ruojin said.
She doesn't know the face-skinning disguise technique, but she can do ordinary ones without any problem. With Xiao Yanchu operating behind the scenes, it's impossible for ordinary people to discover that Song Zijie and the "Princess" have also been replaced.
Treat them as they treat you!
Xiao Yanchu understood instantly, "Okay."
*
Prince Consort Song Zijie was drinking in a brothel, driven nearly mad by his wife, the "eldest princess."
If it weren't for the mission he was on, Song Zijie would have really wanted to kill this madman in his family.
The two were clearly just a fake couple, so why did she kill the woman and child he was keeping outside the marriage? Even the maids he took a fancy to were all killed if he just glanced at them a couple of times.
After this matter is resolved, he will definitely avenge his dead child.
"Prince Consort, come and have a drink." Chunliu clung to Song Zijie and fed him a wine cup.
"Alright, alright, let's drink." Song Zijie smiled and drank Chunliu's wine.
Only in brothels could he find a moment of relaxation.
Not long after he drank the wine, Song Zijie saw Chunliu multiply in front of him into two, three, and five, before her head lolled to the side and she collapsed heavily onto the table.
The door to the private room opened, and a man who looked nine-tenths like Song Zijie stepped out, taking Song Zijie's place. The real Song Zijie was then taken away by the guards who came out of the room.
When Song Zijie groggily woke up, he found himself hanging in the air with iron chains binding his wrists. His face was full of terror. "Who are you? I am the imperial son-in-law! Release me at once!"
At this moment, a woman wearing a red cloak and with her face covered in gauze walked up to Song Zijie.
"Song Zijie".
Upon hearing the voice, Song Zijie felt it was familiar, but the face was completely covered, leaving only a pair of eyes filled with hatred as it looked at him. He didn't recognize the person for a moment.
"Who are you? Release me now! I am the prince consort. If the princess finds out that someone dares to kidnap a prince consort, your entire clan will be executed."
"Hahahaha, your entire clan will be buried with you, Song Zijie, you have such a big face!"
Upon hearing the woman's voice again, Song Zijie's eyes widened instantly, his face filled with disbelief. "You, you, you are... Xiao Fengming?"
Xiao Fengming sneered, "It must be tough for the Prince Consort. Even in this state, he can still recognize me."
"No, no, no, impossible, impossible, you're not..." Song Zijie stopped there, unable to continue.
"Shouldn't you still be locked in the dry well? Song Zijie, I treated you well back then, why are you treating me like this!"
Faced with Xiao Fengming's questioning, Song Zijie lowered his head.
Indeed, Xiao Fengming treated him very well back then, caring about everything, and the two had spent a pleasant time together. If it weren't for the mission he was carrying, Song Zijie would have thought for a moment that it would be nice to grow old with Xiao Fengming like that.
Can......
There's no going back now.
"Fengming, I... I didn't mean it. I love you, Fengming. You have to believe me. I have my reasons," Song Zijie pleaded.
"Oh, what's your predicament? Tell me, and perhaps I'll consider letting you go," Xiao Fengming said.
"I..." Song Zijie paused as soon as he opened his mouth, unsure of what to say next.
"It seems the prince consort has forgotten. It's alright, I'll help you remember." Xiao Fengming took the whip, which was soaked in chili water and covered in barbs, from the guard.
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