Song Shuwan checked her pulse for a moment, then her eyebrows wrinkled again.
"Strange, the prince's pulse is not abnormal, but this dagger..."
Pei Huan withdrew his hand and asked Song Shuwan to put away the dagger.
"I have asked An Yi to look for the body of the woman in pink skirt. By then, after seeing the woman's condition, we will know what arrangements Prince Ning has made."
Song Shuwan nodded, thinking of Prince Ning's ruthlessness and pettyness, she felt very contemptuous of him in her heart.
"It's clearly his fault, but he hates the Crown Prince to such an extent. Prince Ning is really... It's hard to put it into words."
Pei Huan said calmly: "Prince Ning has a strange disease. He is more irritable than ordinary people, has a violent temper, and is vengeful and murderous. People in the capital are used to it. If you encounter him alone in the future, you must avoid him."
Just as he was talking, the carriage returned to the Hou Mansion.
Song Shuwan pushed Pei Huan's wheelchair out, and when she saw the front door of the Hou Mansion was empty, she knew that those people had been sent away.
"Your Majesty, there may be trouble soon."
Song Shuwan sighed, feeling very headache, one thing after another, it was endless.
A faint smile appeared on Pei Huan's lips: "What if I said they wouldn't come out today?"
Song Shuwan wondered: "Can they let go of such a good opportunity to find trouble?"
Of course they wouldn't, but the events at the Wen family's banquet had already spread, and the couple could guess the meaning behind Prince Ning's behavior, so they wouldn't jump out in a hurry.
Pei Huan did not say anything clearly, but asked: "What if they don't come out?"
"The prince wants to make a bet with me? Okay, I wonder what the prince wants to bet on?"
Song Shuwan saw something hidden in Pei Huan's words and simply accepted the bet.
It just so happened that she also had something to ask Pei Huan for help.
"If they don't come out, you have to do something for me."
Song Shuwan smiled and accepted his words: "If they come out, then the prince will have to do something for me, how about that?"
"Okay, the time for gambling will be in two hours."
Song Shuwan agreed with a smile and pushed Pei Huan into the Hou Mansion.
Half an hour later, Anhui turned around and said, "Your Majesty, the body of the woman in the pink skirt was taken away."
Song Shuwan was writing a new medicinal bath recipe for Pei Huan at the side, and her eyes fell on An Yi's face after hearing this.
"But who did you see being taken away?"
"I saw it, but... I didn't catch up. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
The dark half knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said nothing.
Song Shuwan turned her eyes slightly, but before she could say anything, she saw Pei Huan waving his hand.
"If you don't do it next time, just step back."
An Yi bowed and left.
Pei Huan held the teacup and sipped the tea slowly.
After a while, Song Shuwan put down her pen, carefully dried the ink on the prescription, and handed the new medicinal bath prescription to Pei Huan.
"From tomorrow onwards, you can change this prescription. Just let someone get the medicine."
Pei Huan hummed.
The next moment, there was a figure in the room. He took the medicinal bath recipe and disappeared.
Time passed by, and I saw that two hours were still a quarter of an hour away.
Suddenly, the steward of the Hou Mansion appeared.
"I have met the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess. Madam Hou is feeling unwell and would like to ask the Crown Princess to come over."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips slightly and tilted her head with a smile: "How? Does this count?"
Pei Huan sighed: "Forget it, why not? Do you need me to accompany you?"
Steward: "?"
What are the Crown Prince and Crown Princess talking about? Why can’t he understand?
Song Shu neatly adjusted the hem of her dress and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, they can't do anything to me."
Qingzhuyuan.
Song Shuwan was welcomed into the house by two maids, and she immediately saw Mrs. Hou lying on the bed.
The Marquis was standing aside, and when he saw her appearing, he looked at her.
"You're here. Check on your mother quickly. She's very upset."
Mother?
Song Shuwan paused slightly, but she didn't choose to cause trouble at this time.
She wanted to see what was going on with this couple.
"Please give me your wrist."
Mrs. Hou closed her eyes, covered her heart with one hand, and stretched her other hand towards the edge of the bed.
Song Shuwan looked at it but did not move. After a long time, the Marquis frowned and became angry.
"Why are you standing there and not moving? Why don't you check your mother's pulse quickly?"
Song Shuwan didn't even look at him and said calmly: "When a doctor enters the house, the Marquis' house also asks people to stand and diagnose the pulse?"
As soon as these words came out, the Marquis immediately kicked the servant next to him.
"Why are you still standing? Go and get a chair."
After a while, Song Shuwan slowly sat down and slowly stretched out her hand to take Madam Hou's pulse.
Well, the pulse is strong and strong, not weak at all.
Wait, why did it stop?
Song Shuwan raised her eyes, and her half-smiling eyes fell on Mrs. Hou. First she spread the news to make her look embarrassed, and now she pretended to be sick to test her.
In this case, how could she not let these two people get their wish?
Song Shuwan sighed deliberately and exaggeratedly, and said, "Your pulse is really remarkable."
Mrs. Hou opened her eyes: "What do you mean by this?"
Song Shuwan smiled and took out the silver needle she carried with her.
"Mrs. Hou's pulse, which was beating well just now, suddenly stopped. I think it must be a terminal illness that I have never seen before. Don't worry, I will give you an acupuncture to take a look."
Mrs. Hou's eyes widened.
Song Shuwan dropped the silver needle without waiting for her to say anything.
Just one stick immobilized Mrs. Hou.
After a moment, she took two steps back.
I heard the maid next to me exclaim: "Prince Princess, how could you, how could you turn my wife into a hedgehog!"
Mr. Hou stepped forward and saw Mrs. Hou's appearance, and he was also furious.
"You are a person who deceives the world and steals your reputation. I tell you that you have no ability. Now you can't even find out whether your mother is sick, and you have turned a person into a hedgehog. Come on, please serve me as a family!"
The boy outside the door responded, took the board and ran into the room. In an instant, Song Shuwan was surrounded.
Song Shuwan glanced at her and suddenly raised the corners of her lips: "Master Hou, how could she not be sick? Her illness is not serious."
The Marquis pointed at her: "She is not sick in the first place. She just said she has angina to fool you. You can't find out whether it is true or not. She also said that her pulse has stopped. She is guilty of deceiving the world, stealing her reputation, and deceiving the emperor. How can I retain her in the Marquis's Mansion?" You are such a person! If you divorce your wife, I will let Pei Huan divorce you!"
The curve of the corners of Song Shuwan's mouth deepened, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
She ignored the boy next to her and Master Hou's jumping feet, and neatly pulled out the silver needle for Mrs. Hou.
Mr. Hou glared at her, but Mrs. Hou panicked, because she found that her chest was extremely painful, and within a few moments she was covered in sweat from the pain.
When the silver needle was pulled out, she was already rolling on the bed in pain.
"Ah ah ah, it hurts so much, Lord Marquis, my heart hurts so much..."
Song Shuwan looked at her condescendingly, her eyes cold and indifferent. He came to her door to prick her. How could she let go of the opportunity?
"Ma'am, what's wrong with you?"
Mr. Hou was dumbfounded and stepped forward to hold Mrs. Hou's arm to help her up, but he froze in an instant.
