An San's scolding sounded, and the next moment, Pei Huan raised his hand to tell him to step back.
An San hesitated and finally exited the room.
With the sound of the door closing, Pei Huan pulled Song Shuwan's hand down little by little: "Let's see in the end, will you destroy me first, or will I kill you first?"
No one knew how the topic could get to this point. Song Shuwan looked at Pei Huan, and Pei Huan also "stared" at Song Shuwan.
After a long time, Song Shuwan sneered, turned around and left.
On the spot, Pei Huan pinched his eyebrows. He had always been a strategist, but he never expected that he would have a troublesome feeling after meeting Song Shuwan.
At this time, An San pushed open the door and walked in: "Your Majesty, there is news from the border that there is something strange happening in the Tatar territory."
Pei Huan's heart was slightly frightened, and he lowered the hand holding his brow: "Has the border been dealt with?"
"We have already taken measures, but the current Tatar movement is too small. I'm afraid it will be useless."
A coldness flashed in Pei Huan's eyes. If he hadn't fallen into the scheme, where would the Tatars have had the chance to jump around?
Fortunately, his eyes and legs can still be cured, and Tatar won't be able to dance for long.
Putting away his thoughts, Pei Huan said calmly: "I have never given up my heart to destroy the Tatars. Now that I am seriously injured, they will definitely make trouble. Keep an eye on them. Don't let the Tatars really become proud. If there is a crisis, I will allow them to do so."
Fight the Tartars first.”
As soon as these words came out, An San's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly put his thoughts away, bowed and stepped back.
Time passed five days later. Except for giving Pei Huan acupuncture, Song Shuwan spent the rest of the time in the room without leaving the room, as if she had lost interest in things outside.
The servants in the Hou Mansion were all surprised when they saw it, and started talking among themselves. Baicao and Feiyuan became anxious after hearing this. Not long after, Feiyuan ran to Song Shuwan and knelt down without saying a word.
At that time, Song Shuwan had just picked up a cup of tea and was stunned when she saw Fei Yuan's behavior: "Why are you kneeling down in front of me? Are you causing trouble in the house again?"
Fei Yuan bit her lip: "I didn't cause any trouble. I just felt that the imperial concubine had been staying in the house for the past two days. However, my previous concealment made the imperial concubine angry, so..."
"etc."
Song Shuwan interrupted her, her eyes full of confusion: "Who told you that I didn't leave the house because I was angry?"
Fei Yuan raised his head, with a look of confusion on his face: "That's what the servants in the mansion say, saying that Princess Concubine, you are made angry by someone."
Song Shuwan was silent. She had indeed not gone out for the past five days, but it did not mean that she did not go out because she was angry.
Rubbing her eyebrows, Song Shuwan asked Fei Yuan to stand up, then stood up and took a stack of paper from the small table next to her.
"I've been sorting out the prescriptions these past few days. Because of the large quantity, I didn't go out. It's not like you said I didn't leave the house because I was angry."
Speaking of this, Song Shuwan was quite dumbfounded. The people in the Hou Mansion were very good at thinking, and they could tell lies to be true.
Fei Yuan took the paper and read it again, and the doubts in his heart immediately dissipated, replaced by anger: "Those people can really talk nonsense, no, I must deal with them, and ask them to control their mouths in the future."
After that, Fei Yuan got up and ran away.
Baicao just walked in and was almost knocked down when he passed by her: "Prince Concubine, what's wrong with Fei Yuan?"
Song Shuwan coughed twice and briefly explained the situation.
Baicao was silent for a long time before speaking: "So that's the case. No wonder Feiyuan is angry, but it doesn't matter. Feiyuan knows what he's doing and won't kill anyone."
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips and handed over the paper filled with prescriptions: "You will send this prescription to Cunshan Hall later and tell Ding Cun to memorize it more in the near future. I will find opportunities to test his skills.
.”
"yes."
Baicao took it respectfully and talked about the reason why she came here this time: "The business of the shop down there has improved, but Cunshantang..."
Song Shuwan understood: "It doesn't matter, I can still afford the money and keep driving."
Hearing this, Baicao didn't say anything more, bowed and left with Fang Zi.
At this time, the door creaked. Song Shuwan raised her eyes and saw An San pushing Pei Huan into the house.
"What kind of wind brought the prince here today?"
Pei Huan did not speak, but gave a signal.
An San stepped forward and took out an envelope from his arms: "Prince Princess, this is the correspondence between the head of the Song family and Duke Xinguo's office two years ago. It may have some involvement in the case of the Song family."
Song Shuwan was stunned, and her surprised eyes swept across Pei Huan's face. After a few moments, she took the envelope——
The cases of my brothers Zhong Zhi, Zhan Xinjia, and Yan Yin have not yet been investigated, but my daughter Wan'er has been in poor health recently. If she continues to move around with me, she might get into trouble due to traveling around. I ordered someone to stay in Mingzhou City to take care of her. If my brother
After receiving the letter, please send someone to Mingzhou City to find her and take her back to Beijing.
The letter is very short, but every word reveals a father's worries, but these are not the point. The point is the signing time at the bottom...
Song Shuwan clenched the letter tightly, and there was uncontrollable anger in her raised eyes: "What is the purpose of the prince letting me read this letter?"
Pei Huan tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingertips and asked without answering: "What do you think I mean by letting you read this letter?"
When the question returned to herself, Song Shuwan fell into silence, but her fingers that were already clenched were now clenched even tighter.
After a long time, she spoke with difficulty: "Your Majesty, just tell me. What do you want to know?"
Hearing the helplessness in her words, Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of his wheelchair: "The Song family was raided and executed, and King Yong, who was in charge of the case, could be said to have uprooted the Song family. How did you survive under such circumstances?
In other words, who saved you?"
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, various thoughts flashed through her mind, and finally turned into a sigh.
"I don't know who saved me. I only know that after I recovered from the illness, I was in the Xinguo Duke's mansion, and the Song family has been raided and executed."
Pei Huan frowned: "As far as I know, when the Song family was raided and executed two years ago, there were no shortage of people."
Song Shuwan looked at Pei Huan steadily, and suddenly raised the corners of her lips: "The prince has been asking about my situation two years ago, but what did he find out?"
Pei Huan was not surprised by Song Shuwan's sensitivity and said lightly: "We did find something."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan nodded lightly: "To be honest with you, I don't know the crime of the Song family. When I got the news, the Song family had been raided and executed. Since then, they have been locked in the Xinguo Duke's Mansion and are not allowed to go out. As for the
This letter talks about the Yan Yin case..."
At this point, she suddenly paused: "Yo, Shio Yin?"
A few days ago, the Yue family was also executed because of Yan Yin.
"Miss Yue said that King Yong sent people to deliver the Yue family's salt. Does this mean that the case of the Song family was deliberately carried out by King Yong? He was trying to divert trouble to the east?"
