Chapter 336 Song Porcelain Danger
When the news reached the Song family, Song Lao San was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
This was expected, and Song Ci looked indifferent. She could not feel the slightest sympathy for the man who had bullied her and aided her in her previous life. She could only say that evil will be punished by evil, and Song Ying had brought this upon herself.
Qiao Xianglan: "How can the Liang family be so cruel? After all, he is their child."
Song Ci knew that her mother was soft-hearted. She had not experienced what happened in her previous life, so she had a simple view of people and things. Moreover, Song Ying was pregnant. Even if she did not like her, she did not want her to end up like this.
"Mom, if Song Ying hadn't wanted to harm us, she wouldn't have ended up like this."
"That's true, but I still feel bad for the unborn child. She's almost due..."
She was very anxious because she was also a mother and she was always kinder to children.
"If mother feels bad, why not burn some incense and pray for her child at the temple? Your daughter will go with you."
"good."
The next day, the two set out for the temple.
The most popular and bustling temple in Beijing is Baiyun Temple. It is said to be highly effective, so many ladies and young ladies often come here to burn incense and pray.
When Song Ci and Qiao Xianglan arrived, they had just stepped over the temple threshold when a young monk came towards them. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, what brings you here, sir?"
Song Ci: "Young Master, my mother and I would like to light a candle for the deceased and ask the monks in the temple to chant a mantra for his rebirth. We hope that he will soon ascend to heaven."
"Very good, very kind, benefactor, please come inside with me."
"yes."
The two of them came to the Buddhist hall and waited. The young monk said he would go and ask the abbot. The Amitabha Sutra needed the abbot to work together with other monks to complete it. Qiao Xianglan and Song Ci stood there and observed the surroundings.
The waiting time was not short. There were not many people coming to the entire temple today, and the surroundings were very quiet.
In autumn, leaves fall one after another, and the golden leaves pile up all over the ground, making the ground look like gold.
Suddenly, Song Ci turned around abruptly and saw that the golden statue of the Bodhisattva in the Buddhist temple began to shake. Qiao Xianglan also realized that something was wrong and held Song Ci tightly in her hand.
Soon the shaking became more violent. Song Ci realized that the shaking came from the ground under their feet. She shouted, "Mom, run outside!"
Qiao Xianglan was not in good health and started to pant after running a few steps. Song Ci did not have enough strength and could only try her best to pull Qiao Xianglan to run. She had to pay attention to her feet and exert strength to drag Qiao Xianglan. Her attention was distracted and a stone rolled down at her feet without her noticing it at all.
As soon as he stepped on it, his whole body fell backwards uncontrollably.
Qiao Xianglan wanted to turn around and reach out to pull Song Ci, but as soon as her hand touched Song Ci's cold fingertips, the ground where she was standing began to collapse, and the Buddhist hall where they were, including Song Ci, fell heavily to the ground.
Qiao Xianglan's eyes were bloodshot as she stared at the huge black void and shouted, "Xiao Ci!"
Before Song Ci could answer, he fell heavily to the ground. His eyes went dark and he knew nothing.
When she regained consciousness, she noticed a dark figure in front of her. She stepped back hastily, rubbing her hands randomly on the dusty ground until she touched a hard piece of porcelain.
She forced herself to calm down, looking straight ahead, calculating the distance to the person in front of her. When he was about to touch her, she stabbed forward with extremely fast speed. The porcelain shard pierced into the flesh, and the person in front of her let out a muffled groan.
The voice was extremely familiar. Song Ci was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively, "Your Highness Prince Yu?"
"It's me."
The man in front of him showed a bitter smile. His face was pale, his gorgeous clothes were stained with dust, and his high hair crown was a little tilted. It was the first time in Song Ci's life that he saw him so embarrassed.
"Why are you here?" Song Ci narrowed her beautiful eyes.
Prince Yu: "If you can come, I can come too."
Song Ci took a look at his wound and took out a purse from her waist. "Pour this powder on the wound. I thought you were a bad guy..."
"It's okay." He opened his purse and took out a small porcelain bottle. The wound was on his shoulder. He tried several times but couldn't sprinkle the liquid accurately on the wound. Song Ci couldn't bear to watch it and took it.
"Let me do it."
Prince Yu: "Please..."
"I'm the one who hurt you."
"Then we're even."
Song Ci looked at him meaningfully and said nothing.
After sprinkling the powder, he pointed in a direction and said, "Follow me. You can get out from here."
The two walked one after the other in the direction of Prince Yu's finger. The lights underground were dim, and people's facial features were blurry, let alone the surroundings. Song Ci walked carefully. Her pair of embroidered shoes were torn just now, and the soles of her feet felt dull and painful, as if something had pierced her flesh.
Prince Yu suddenly stopped and looked back. In the dim light, the girl walked slowly, and upon closer inspection, she seemed to be limping. He frowned and said, "She's injured."
"Yeah, it's okay, just get out now."
After she finished speaking, she stepped on a stone and groaned. Yu Wang walked towards her and put his arm around her waist. Song Ci's eyes flashed with coldness and he shouted sternly: "What are you going to do!" The porcelain piece in his hand never let down his guard.
Prince Yu froze. "Those things were done by my mother. They have nothing to do with me. Now you don't believe me at all?"
"I'm not familiar with His Royal Highness Prince Yu."
In the darkness, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Without saying anything more, the next second, he squatted down, took off his boots, and handed them to Song Ci.
Seeing him stepping on the dusty ground with one bare foot, Song Ci frowned and said, "I can hold on."
"Your speed will slow us down. People outside probably already know you're trapped here. We're alone, you don't want to be talked about."
Song Ci was silent for a while and took his boots.
She put them on with an embarrassed look on her face. Prince Yu's boots were too big, and Song Ci walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Her feet still felt a sharp pain, but it was much better than her original embroidered shoes with thin soles.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Someone was calling Prince Yu in front of them. Prince Yu said, "Don't come in. I will go out by myself." After he said that, he glanced at Song Ci, turned around and walked towards the exit first.
There were already quite a few people gathered outside the door. The officers and soldiers had surrounded the place in three layers, inside and outside. Prince Yu walked out. He had lost one shoe, was covered in dust, had messy hair, and the clothes around his shoulders were soaked with blood. He looked so miserable that the leading general was shocked.
"Your Highness Prince Yu, I am late in protecting you. I deserve to die!" He was so frightened that his heart was trembling.
"No need for formalities. Just surround this place. I found something underground. I'd like to trouble you to sort it out. I want to present it to my father."
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