Chapter 282 Framing and Blaming, True Identity
Upon hearing this address, Ji Qingwu's eyes widened slightly.
Why are you calling me that so intimately...?
It's the same way someone calls her...
Ji Qingwu nodded obediently: "This junior is indeed him."
Le Xi said with satisfaction, "You are a promising young lady. You are quite capable to have seen the mistakes in this."
He stood in the center of the crowd and said in a strong voice, "What were you all talking about before I came? Let me finish my sentence."
The onlookers cheered, "With Dr. Le here, he'll definitely be able to get to the bottom of this."
Huang Zhitang had just lost face because of the medical book incident, but he also deeply admired this miraculous doctor.
"Dr. Yue, it's like this, Lord Song's wife is over two months pregnant..."
Song Wei interrupted, saying, "The matter is already quite clear, so there's no need to trouble Doctor Le. Let the government handle the judgment."
He came prepared, and pulled out a bronze-green waist tag from his pocket.
He said sternly, "Today I will take all of you to the Jingzhao Prefecture to seek justice for my child!"
Seeing that he was about to get serious, Le Xi's expression changed, and she said with a stern face, "Say that again?"
The surrounding air pressure had dropped considerably, and Ji Qingwu felt that this aura was strangely familiar.
She looked up and carefully observed Lexi's eyebrows and eyes.
Song Wei did not want to clash with this miracle doctor in public, so he said with a worried look, "Elder Le, as a doctor, you should have a compassionate heart. You should understand my feelings as someone who is about to become a father but has lost my beloved son."
Lexi couldn't understand his feelings at all.
He shouted angrily, "Are you blind? You want to arrest such a pretty and well-behaved girl and take her to the authorities! You're truly a ruthless and vicious person!"
The voice was so loud that, without exaggeration, it could be clearly heard all the way to the other end of the street.
Ji Qingwu quickly covered his ears, expressing his admiration for the elder's cardiopulmonary function.
Song Wei raised the waist token even higher and said, "Since Doctor Le is so biased, don't blame me for taking drastic measures."
Ji Qingwu couldn't quite understand the abstract characters engraved on the token in Song Wei's hand, so he turned to Mo Lingling and asked, "What kind of token is this?"
Don't be someone who uses trivial matters as a pretext to deceive people.
Before Mo Lingling could answer, a glittering gold sign was thrown in front of Song Wei.
The exquisite pure gold plaque was carelessly smashed to the ground, prompting many people to gasp in regret.
Song Wei looked down at the gold medal on the gray ground, which immediately made the bronze medal in his hand seem inferior.
Two maids led the way, and the newcomer slowly walked up to the crowd.
"It's just a waist tag, I don't know what Lord Song is so proud of."
She said coldly, "I also have one. I wonder which one is better, yours or mine?"
Song Weigang raised his head, saw who it was, and immediately lowered his head, surprised that so many different kinds of people had appeared today.
Ji Qingwu's eyes lit up when she saw the person in white robes walking gracefully toward her.
Song Wei bowed and said, "Your humble servant greets the Princess."
Ji Qingwu went to greet her, and Princess Huachang naturally took her wrist and stood with her.
Princess Huachang looked at the dozens of people that Song Wei had brought and said, "Lord Song, you have quite the imposing presence of an official."
Song Wei said, "He is merely a bodyguard in my household."
When Princess Huachang saw that Lexi was also there, a strange look flashed in her eyes. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Lexi cough twice, and she turned her head away helplessly.
She said, "Lord Song, if I am not mistaken, this token belongs to the Prime Minister."
Why is the Prime Minister's token with Song Wei?
Mo Lingling noticed Ji Qingwu's confusion and whispered in her ear, "He is the son-in-law of Prime Minister Su Fengyue."
"I heard from the people in the pavilion that he was a well-known pretty boy in the city when he was young. He married the daughter of the prime minister, but he was not content with his lot. He liked to come to Liangxiang Pavilion to drink and have fun. His wife caught him in the act many times."
Ji Qingwu nodded and said, "I can tell."
Song Weiren was middle-aged and his face was swollen, and his eyes were still cloudy from lust.
He's the son-in-law of Prime Minister Su, so it's good to have a powerful backer. No wonder he's so confident. Without any evidence, he still dares to clamor to arrest the people from the medical clinic and bring them to the authorities.
Song Wei said, "Your Highness, Prime Minister Su is heartbroken that his daughter has miscarried, but he is busy with state affairs and cannot spare the time. Therefore, he specifically instructed his son-in-law to seek justice for his wife."
Princess Huachang understood the deeper meaning in his words: the emperor was still asleep, Su Fengyue was in charge of the government, and no one in the court dared to challenge him.
This is a direct message to her, telling her not to meddle in other people's business.
However, Princess Huachang had been idle for a long time, and now that the emperor had fallen, she wanted to find something to do to put her mind at ease.
Especially after learning that Ji Qingwu was Yuan Heng's biological mother, she became particularly concerned about the Wei family's news. When she learned that Ji Qingwu had appeared on the street and gotten into a conflict with someone, she rushed over.
Princess Huachang patted the soft hand of the woman beside her.
"Don't be afraid."
Ji Qingwu, who was not afraid at all, felt the princess's protectiveness and pretended to be a little scared.
She obediently hid behind Princess Huachang's moon-scented satin sleeves.
Princess Huachang immediately became even more imposing, her face as if covered in frost.
She said coldly, "If we're being fair, we should compare whose token is bigger. In Lord Song's opinion, is my token enough to send you to the Dali Temple?"
Going to the Dali Temple means being imprisoned by imperial decree; for an official, there is no greater punishment than this.
Song Wei used his power to suppress others, but now he is being suppressed instead, and he is resentful.
But in public, this was a princess of the country, and Song Wei could only bow his head and say, "Your humble servant dares not."
Princess Huachang said, "If you dare not, why don't you step back!"
Song Wei couldn't think of a better solution at the moment, so he had no choice but to leave with his men and make a decision after reporting back to Prime Minister Su.
Huang Zhitang chased after him, saying, "Lord Song, don't go! Do you still want justice? A true man should be unyielding in the face of power. Your wife shouldn't suffer this pain for nothing."
Song Wei turned around and glanced at Ji Qingwu, who was chatting and laughing with the princess in the crowd.
It's probably impossible to pin this blame on the clinic.
Huang Zhitang caught up, panting, but was frightened by the fierce look in Song Wei's eyes as he stood still.
Song Wei said, "Doctor Huang."
"Lord Song, please speak."
"If Prime Minister Su asks, do you know how to answer?"
The reason for Madam Song's miscarriage is suspicious. Su Fengyue hasn't had time to deal with it yet, but if it were to be handled by Prime Minister Su, it wouldn't be so easy to hide.
Huang Zhitang carefully replied, "I will listen to what you say, sir."
Song Wei then revealed his true colors: "Only the dead can't speak."
In front of the clinic.
Mo Lingling chased away all the onlookers.
Once the matter was resolved, the people who had been waiting beside Lexi immediately grabbed him and practically carried him away.
Princess Huachang stopped them, frowning, and asked, "What are you doing? Where are you taking him?"
The two men ignored him and continued to support him as they walked.
Le Xi's heels were dangling in the air, but he seemed used to it. He turned his head and waved to Ji Qingwu.
"Little Awu, come here."
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