After Song Shuwan finished speaking, Pei Huan could not help but curl up the corners of his mouth. It was reasonable and well-founded, even if Mrs. Xinguo wanted to have an attack, she couldn't find a reason.
Mrs. Xinguo Gong also reacted at this moment. From the corner of her eye, she saw that Mrs. Hou had been silent, and she felt a little unhappy in her heart. She was being held up and couldn't get off, so how could you, Mrs. Hou, watch from the side?
Thinking about it, the distress on Mrs. Xinguo Gong's face became even more intense: "There is no need to buy it for a family. I believe the Duke's Mansion and the Marquis Mansion are still different. If you have anything to do, just ask."
Mrs. Hou's expression changed. These words seemed to indicate that the Hou Mansion was harsh on the master of the house. If she didn't express it, wouldn't she have admitted the problem?
As a result, the two people who were very harmonious before were separated almost instantly.
"What did the in-laws say? The person who marries into my house is the master of the house. I still have some things at home, just some medicinal materials. I don't need my in-laws to send them. After that, you can go tell the housekeeper and get them yourself."
Song Shuwan frowned: "Thank you so much, madam."
Mrs. Hou twitched the corners of her lips, but even if she smiled, it could not offset Zhou's heartache. Song Shuwan and Pei Huan would not be polite, and they were afraid that a lot of things would be taken away this time.
Because of this incident, Mrs. Hou and Mrs. Xin Guogong did not talk much after that.
Song Shuwan and Pei Huan didn't care either. They were just holding teacups and sipping tea, as if they were unaware of everything going on outside.
Not long after, the Marquis and Duke Xin entered the hall. Looking at the silence, they felt a little uneasy.
"Ahem!"
Duke Xin coughed twice, breaking the silence in the hall: "Why is it so quiet? As juniors, how can you make the elders boring?"
The corners of Pei Huan's lips curved into a smile, "Elders? I would like to ask, how many of my elders are there here?"
The four words he emphasized at the end of his words caused the atmosphere in the hall to become stagnant, and the faces of the Marquis and Duke Xin became even darker.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Which of the few here is not your elder?"
Pei Huan seemed to have heard some joke, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Elder, are you sure?"
Just five words left the Marquis speechless, because he was not sure what Pei Huan would do if he really gave a positive answer.
Because of hesitation, the atmosphere in the hall fell into stasis again. A flash of ridicule flashed in Pei Huan's eyes. He wanted to scheme but he had many worries. These people were no different from trash.
At this moment, the porter hurried in, saluted and said eagerly: "An angel has come to the palace and wants to invite the Crown Princess into the palace."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Song Shuwan.
Song Shuwan remained unmoved and asked calmly: "Do you know what it is?"
The porter shook his head: "The angel didn't say anything, he just asked the Crown Princess to come into the palace immediately."
At this time, Pei Huan said: "Since people from the palace are here to invite me, you can go."
Song Shuwan glanced at Pei Huan, covered up the hesitation in her heart, and left with the concierge.
Almost instantly, Pei Huan's face darkened: "Today's farce ends here. You are free to express your feelings however you want, but if it involves me..."
He didn't finish what he said, but the coldness and murderous intent in his expression were very obvious. Several people in the hall suddenly changed their expressions as they listened.
The Marquis shouted: "How dare you, Pei Huan, is this how you talk to your elders? You..."
Pei Huan turned his head without saying a word, his empty eyes could not see anything, but with just a fleeting glance, the Marquis immediately became silent.
Pei Huan's words contained a warning: "Don't provoke me."
Cining Palace.
Song Shuwan followed the palace servants into the inner hall. Before she could stand still, she was grabbed by the female officer Tao Yao. Tao Yao said eagerly: "Prince Concubine, the little princess is suddenly ill and her condition is dangerous. Please show the little princess quickly."
Little princess?
The expression on Song Shuwan's face was a little more subtle: "I would like to ask, where are the doctors from the Imperial Hospital?"
Tao Yao was startled, then suddenly realized: "Is the Crown Princess trying to avoid suspicion?"
Upon hearing the inquiry, Song Shuwan said, neither humble nor overbearing: "It's not to avoid suspicion, I just thought that the imperial physician has been treating the little princess, and he knows the little princess's body better than I do."
Even so, everyone present knew that the truth was not what she said in her words. No one in the capital knew that the prince concubine had been shown to the little princess, but because the little princess was in coma, it caused an uproar in the capital. Until now, she
His reputation is still bad.
Tao Yao frowned, her eyes turning slightly with a hint of displeasure: "Prince Concubine, slave..."
"But the eldest concubine of the Pei family is here?"
At this time, a weak female voice came. Tao Yao kept silent and subconsciously replied: "Yes, the Crown Princess is here."
"Now that you're here, don't stand outside."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, responded, and then followed Tao Yao to the bed.
The Queen Mother held her forehead with one hand and frowned: "Go and show Qingyang first. The way Ai Jia looks at her, this head hurts uncontrollably."
If Song Shuwan could deliberately pretend to be stupid and refuse when Tao Yao spoke, then when the Queen Mother spoke, she could only respond.
Half an hour later, Song Shuwan put away the golden needle: "The little princess's mood swings were too great, which affected her body. I will be fine after the acupuncture, but I need to take careful care in the future to allow my body to recover."
The Queen Mother said "Yes", but there was no change in her expression.
Song Shuwan didn't care. She bowed and stepped forward to diagnose the Queen Mother's pulse. After a moment, her brows furrowed and she said, "The Queen Mother has recently... I will give the Queen Mother an acupuncture to relieve the pain."
Only then did the Queen Mother's expression change: "We need to hurry up."
Song Shuwan excused herself and came forward with the golden needle. After applying the needle, she looked at the sleeping Queen and retreated to the back.
At this time, Taoyao stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Prince Concubine, how is the Queen Mother's condition?"
Song Shuwan frowned slightly: "The Queen Mother has been having trouble sleeping? Her body is very weak."
Tao Yao was not surprised that she saw the problem, and nodded and said: "The Queen Mother Ku Xia can't eat anything, and coupled with the heat and uneasy sleep, her body is naturally weak."
"Didn't you ask the imperial doctor to come over and take a look?"
"Look, but the Queen Mother doesn't want to take medicine, so..."
Tao Yao didn't finish her words. After Song Shuwan understood, she couldn't help but press her eyebrows: "We can't let the Queen Mother go on like this. I will prescribe a prescription in a while, and you must let the Queen Mother take it. Otherwise, I won't be able to give it to the Queen Mother."
for treatment."
As soon as these words came out, Tao Yao's face flashed with dignity: "Isn't it possible to just rely on acupuncture?"
Song Shuwan was a little helpless: "Acupuncture can indeed stabilize the Queen Mother's condition, but the Queen Mother's body still has to..."
Before she could finish her words, a palace maid suddenly came over and said, "Mrs. Xiang is here and wants to see the Queen Mother."
Song Shuwan tilted her head slightly, scanning Tao Yao's expression with her peripheral vision, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Who is Mrs. Xiang? Why is Tao Yao's face so ugly?
