When Song Qingshu returned and saw the tense standoff, he could not help but freeze. "What's going on?"
It turned out that the black-clad man from earlier had been Song Qingshu in disguise. He had intended to help Yuan Chengzhi out of his predicament. After leading the pursuing soldiers on a lap, he used his qinggong to shake them off, then quietly circled back—only to find this scene before him.
"It seems these guards want to arrest Consort Wen..." Xia Qingqing frowned as she recounted what had just happened.
Song Qingshu found it strange as well. Even if Consort Wen had truly been implicated in some case, her status was so exalted that the Ministry of Justice should not have had any authority over her.
By now, the guards were steadily closing in. If they took a few more steps forward, then no matter how high one's martial arts were, with enemies on all sides, one would still be hacked and stabbed to death beneath a storm of blades and spears. Although Yuan Chengzhi had lost his memories, a master's instincts remained. He quickly realized this and hurriedly said to Xiao Zhonghui behind him, "Xiao Hui, now that things have come to this, I'll take you and fight our way out."
To his surprise, Xiao Zhonghui shook her head. "No. If I leave, I'll implicate my parents and my clan." Back then, the main reason she had married the emperor despite loving Yuan Chengzhi was precisely this.
Yuan Chengzhi hurriedly replied, "But I heard that your father has been implicated in a treason case. At first, we thought it was nothing serious, but now they've directly sent people to arrest you. Your family's destruction must already be inevitable. At a time like this, whoever can escape should escape."
Xiao Zhonghui