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"Xuan, the crown prince has an audience—"

The sharp announcement sounded. Song Shuwan lowered her eyes slightly and followed the eunuch in front of her into the imperial study: "My wife, please see the emperor."

After checking the case, the emperor raised his eyes and said in a majestic tone: "Without courtesy, you must know the reason why I let you enter the palace, right?"

Song Shuwan stood up holding the hem of her skirt and raised her lips when she heard the words: "The prince suddenly became ill, and the emperor asked his wife to come and have a look."

As she spoke, Song Shuwan quickly scanned the situation in the imperial study room from the corner of her eye. Pei Huan was in the corner. Opposite him was King Nanming. Next to King Nanming was a strange middle-aged official, who was still kneeling at his feet.

There were two officials.

At this time, several people had ugly expressions on their faces, especially King Nanming, who stared at the middle-aged official as if he wanted to eat people.

Is this, what kind of thing did the talks fall apart?

Song Shuwan thought about it, lowered her eyebrows and walked to stand next to Pei Huan.

The emperor nodded, looked around, and said calmly: "Today, the only person who can walk out of the imperial study room is the palm of his hand."

Song Shuwan's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out and fell on her intertwined hands.

Song Shuwan looked along the corner of his clothes and only saw Pei Huan's side face. The man did not move, but the slight increase in strength where the two of them came into contact made Song Shuwan know that this was the man's comfort.

On the other side, the emperor suddenly smashed the paperweight in his hand, and a "bang" sound brought Song Shuwan back from her thoughts. She concealed the strangeness in her heart and withdrew her gaze without leaving any trace.

"Yan Yin and Locust Plague, I will assume that you have been deceived. I don't know the reason. But now that the capital has changed, you and others can't even guard it, allowing the assassins to come and go at will. In such a situation, what use do I have for you?"

The emperor was angry, and there was silence in the royal study. Even King Nanming looked away at this moment and did not say a word.

Song Shuwan didn't know the specific situation. Facing the scene in front of her, she was filled with doubts. What happened in the palace?

As time passed, the atmosphere in the imperial study became more and more stagnant.

Just when Song Shuwan thought it would be so quiet, Pei Huan spoke: "Your Majesty, it's almost time."

Song Shuwan raised her eyes and met the emperor's gaze. After a brief pause, the emperor said: "The time has indeed come. You two should leave the palace first."

"Yes, Wei Chen is resigning."

Song Shuwan gave a gentle blessing: "My wife, please retire."

Then, Song Shuwan pushed the wheelchair and left the imperial study. The moment the door behind her closed, she unconsciously looked back and saw King Nanming, who had been kneeling, getting up.

"looking at what?"

The man's slightly cold voice sounded, and Song Shuwan came back to her senses: "It's nothing, how is the prince going to leave the palace?"

Pei Huan raised his head slightly: "Of course... he was seriously injured and left the palace."

Half an hour later, the crown prince Pei Huan was seriously injured by an assassin in the palace, and the story that the crown prince Song Shuwan rushed to the palace to save people spread throughout the capital, causing an uproar in the already weird atmosphere in the capital.

In the inn, the third princess of Tatar listened to the report of her subordinates and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Speaking of it, we have wasted enough time here. Now the capital seems to be in chaos, but Tatar can't

Get involved and pass on a message, just say... there's something going on in Tatar, and I can't stay in Dazhou, so I'm ready to leave."

"yes!"

On the other side, Song Shuwan took Pei Huan back to the Hou Mansion, thought about it, and told Zhen Yuan about the strange wound in Cunshan Hall.

"The man said it was a military matter, so I can't go into details, but I feel that if this matter is not taken seriously, it will have a great impact on Dazhou."

"The first time the wound did not heal was in the battle between Zhou Dynasty and the Tatars a year ago. The weapons used by the Tatars were treated. Zhou Dynasty did not pay attention to this at first, but later, Zhou Dynasty because of

Tens of thousands of soldiers were lost to this weapon."

Pei Huan opened his mouth and what he said stunned Song Shuwan. A year ago, tens of thousands of soldiers... Wasn't this the Battle of Chengchuan a year ago?

She remembered that when the number of casualties came out, Pei Huan was scolded by many literati, saying that he was too arrogant and fell into the Tatar conspiracy. Fortunately, Pei Huan defeated the Tatars and the matter was resolved.

The impact was kept to a minimum.

After that, Pei Huan was seriously injured, blind and legless, and had to leave the border and return to the capital.

"Prince."

Song Shu called out wanly, wanting to comfort her, but she paused as she spoke. What happened a year ago can only be said as an afterthought, and Pei Huan probably didn't like to hear it.

Thinking about it, she naturally skipped the battle of Chengchuan: "Listening to what the prince said just now, Miss Zhen's injury must be taken very seriously. Those weapons must be found. It is better that the capital is more stable now and no more accidents can happen.

Already."

Pei Huan said calmly: "What you said makes sense, but right now, Zhen Yuan is not the key."

Song Shuwan sighed. She knew that the focus now was on the capital: "Your Majesty, do you remember that we just came back from Mingzhou City?"

Both she and Pei Huan had only been back in the capital for half a day, but there had been so many disturbances as soon as they came back. I wonder what the people in the capital would think of them when they came back.

Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair: "Time waits for no one."

Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips, chatted with Pei Huan for a few words, and then left.

The next day, as soon as Song Shuwan got up, she heard the concierge report: "Miss Zhen from the General's Mansion said that she had an appointment with you yesterday and would come to visit you today."

Song Shuwan paused while holding the handkerchief, and turned her eyes slightly: "Please come in."

Not long after, Zhen Yuan stepped into Qingfeng Courtyard with a pale face: "I have met the Crown Princess."

Song Shuwan looked at her carefully and said, "Sit down and let me check your pulse."

Zhen Yuan nodded and sat down, handing over his wrist.

After a while, Song Shuwan raised her eyes: "Close the door."

Baicao closed the door knowingly. Song Shuwan stared at Zhen Yuan and slowly uttered one word: "Take off."

Zhen Yuan lowered his eyes and took off his outer robe without saying a word.

Through her middle coat, Song Shuwan could see the blood stains underneath. After one night, the wounds on Zhen Yuan's body collapsed and worsened.

Song Shuwan sighed, took out the golden needle, put it on the candle and burned it carefully: "I know that your wound was caused by a weapon, but I don't know much about that weapon, so I can only stop your bleeding first. As for the follow-up... Baicao

, you go to find the crown prince and tell him about the situation here."

"yes."

Baicaoli responded and Song Shuwan used a golden needle to stop Zhen Yuan's bleeding.

At that time, Baicao also turned around from the other side: "The prince said that the soldiers used needles and threads to sew the wounds, and then they managed to control the situation."

Surprise flashed in Song Shuwan's eyes, but she didn't say much. After asking Zhen Yuan, she sewed her wound with needle and thread.

When Zhen Yuan was getting dressed, Song Shuwan said: "You don't need to eat the previous prescription. I'll give Miss Zhen a new one. Then..."

Before she could finish speaking, the door to the room was suddenly kicked open, and Jing Ming led a group of forbidden soldiers into the room: "We have been ordered to capture the assassin, please don't stop me, Crown Princess."


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