Song Shuwan's hand holding the golden needle paused, but she reacted in a few moments and quickly put away the golden needle.
Almost at the same time, the Marquis entered the house with two guards: "Are you there too? Just in time, I have something to talk to you two about, so there is no need to run away any further."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, her peripheral vision fell on Pei Huan, and she heard the man say quietly: "What's the matter with you?"
"The Marquis's house has been married to the Duke of Xinguo for a long time, but the elders on both sides have not sat together to have a meal. I thought, after all, you married his daughter, and the Hou's house wanted to entertain the in-laws, so I handed over
I have written a post and invited Duke Xin and his wife to come to the Marquis Mansion tomorrow for a gathering, are you okay?"
Song Shuwan: "..."
It's nonsense. She has never heard anyone say that they want to send a post for the two elders to get together for a meal and talk about hospitality. If there is no calculation behind this, her name can be written backwards.
Pei Huan replied coldly with three words: "No need."
"No need?" Mr. Hou frowned, "What do you mean?"
"The two houses have no friendship at all, so why force them to join forces? What's more, you really just want to have a meal together?"
Pei Huan paused when he said this, with a bit of mockery in his eyes. He was not a good person. No matter how justified he was, it was just a calculation.
The Marquis's face turned dark, and after several changes in his expression, he regained his composure: "I don't understand what you mean, but the post has been sent out. Just show up tomorrow."
After saying that, the Marquis simply threw up his sleeves and left.
Song Shuwan coughed twice: "Your Majesty, tomorrow..."
"We'll see what he does tomorrow. Let's do acupuncture for now."
Song Shuwan nodded and continued the previous steps.
After the acupuncture, she returned to her room. As soon as she sat down, Baicao entered the room with a smile on her face: "You are so happy, but you have met a happy event?"
The curvature of Baicao's eyebrows deepened: "We have indeed met a happy event, Crown Princess, look who is here?"
Song Shuwan followed her finger and stood up in surprise: "Song Ren?"
The person standing outside the door was Song Ren. Ever since he came back from Mingzhou City, Song Ren had been arranged by Pei Huan to enter Dali Temple, and he had not been seen since then because of his busy schedule.
Song Shuwan thought about it and realized that today was the first time she and Song Ren had met each other since they returned to Beijing: "I haven't seen you for a long time. You look a lot better now. How about it? Are you doing things well in Dali Temple?"
Song Ren handed over his hand and said, "Thanks to Concubine Lao Shi's concern, my work in Dali Temple went very smoothly."
The two chatted for a while, and Song Ren hesitantly revealed the purpose of his visit today: "Prince Concubine, I am planning to move out of the Hou Mansion."
The expression on Song Shuwan's face paused slightly: "Do you think it's inconvenient to live here?"
"On the one hand, it's inconvenient, and on the other hand, it's to avoid suspicion." Song Ren didn't hide it and stated the reason straightforwardly.
Song Ren's straightforwardness made Song Shuwan a little helpless. This person was not afraid of her anger at all, but she was not a petty person. It was too late for her to be happy that Song Ren could have a good future.
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan said: "Now that you are working in Dali Temple, you really want to avoid suspicion. Have you found a house? Do you need my help?"
Song Ren smiled, knowing that he would not make the Crown Princess unhappy if he said so: "I don't need the Crown Princess's help, I have already found a house, it's near the North City Gate."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan didn't say anything more, and chatted with Song Ren for a while before sending him away.
Half an hour later, Song Ren left with his mother and child.
Song Shuwan arrived at the door of the Hou Mansion, turned around and saw the melancholy on Baicao's face, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "How come you have such an expression that you can't bear to leave Song Ren?"
Baicao was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand quickly: "I'm not reluctant to say anything, I just feel a little... That's all, I won't talk about it anymore, I'll let you send the account books of several shops,
Do you want to see the profits?"
Hearing the profit of the shop, Song Shuwan immediately nodded: "Let's go and have a look together."
The next day, Song Shuwan had just gotten up and was having breakfast with Pei Huan when she heard a servant coming to report that someone from Duke Xin's mansion had arrived.
"The Marquis invites the Crown Prince and Crown Princess to entertain the guests in the front yard."
Song Shuwan sighed secretly, said "Trouble" in a low voice, and then waved away the messenger: "I will go over after the prince and I have breakfast."
"yes."
The servants left.
Song Shuwan looked at the man opposite: "Your Majesty, there is a lot of trouble today."
Pei Huan remained unmoved: "They don't dare to mess around."
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips and said nothing.
Soon, Song Shuwan pushed her wheelchair to the front yard. Before she entered the hall, she heard a burst of laughter coming from inside.
"I didn't expect Mrs. Hou to have such knowledge about flowers. You and I will have to move around more in the future."
"It's a joke, but it's just a simple understanding. I can't trust the Duke's wife."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes. Mrs. Hou and Mrs. Xin Guogong got along well with each other, but... this harmony would soon be gone.
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan coughed twice, then pushed the wheelchair into the hall. In an instant, the movement in the hall suddenly stopped.
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows, but before she could say anything, Mrs. Xinguo Gong stood up and took a few steps to her side.
"I haven't seen you for a few days, why do you look a little haggard?" Mrs. Xin Guogong said, with a distressed look on her face, as if Song Shuwan was really haggard.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan pursed her lips slightly. Do you want to act in a harmonious relationship? In that case, let's act together and see who can't hold back first.
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan made a sad face: "The prince was injured before, and I always had to take care of him carefully. I guess he is haggard because of this."
"So that's it. The Crown Prince's body is indeed important, but you can't neglect your body. Otherwise, if you fall, who will take care of the Crown Prince?" Mrs. Xinguo Gong said, gently patted the back of Song Shuwan's hand, and looked out of the corner of her eye.
But it fell on Pei Huan.
Pei Huan: "..."
Mrs. Xinguo Gong is really just like Mrs. Hou, who is used to criticizing Huai.
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows and said, "What you are saying is that I really have to take care of my health. I heard that Mr. Zheng's family has many precious medicinal materials that no one else can buy. Now that the Duke of Xinguo and the Zheng family have become in-laws, I wonder if you can
Tell me, I want to buy some medicinal materials from the Zheng family to nourish my body."
As soon as these words came out, the hall fell into silence again, and Mrs. Xin Guogong coughed twice: "Look, what you said is a family, how can you use the word buy? But now, it is not suitable to talk about this matter
, I’ll mention it later, I’ll mention it later.”
Mrs. Xin Guogong wanted to change the topic, but Song Shuwan wanted to make her unhappy, so how could she really move away?
She pretended not to understand and said very happily: "There is really no need to buy it for my family, so I will thank you for the gift first!"
