Fei Yuan said with a smile: "Just yesterday, I heard that King Yong received the news, and he was so angry that he smashed the hall on the spot, but the matter has become a big deal. Now King Yong should go to the emperor to discuss this matter."
Song Shuwan was silent for a while. Princess Jingyang and Xie Youxing were lying together. This was really...
She rubbed her brows: "There must be someone behind this incident. It was for no reason. Princess Jingyang will not make fun of her own reputation."
Fei Yuan pouted: "Whether she is joking about her reputation or not, once this incident comes out, Prince Yong will hate Princess Jingyang to death. Then Xie Youxing is the only eldest son of Prince Yong's palace. If he really wants to marry the princess, then
I have completely lost my relationship with the court."
Song Shuwan paused. King Yong really did hate Princess Jingyang. There were rules in the Zhou Dynasty. Any man who married the princess was not allowed to enter the court. Xie Youxing's future would be completely cut off.
After thinking for a moment, Song Shuwan said: "Prince Yong will probably not allow Xie Youxing to marry Princess Jingyang."
"Won't you allow it? No matter what, he is just a prince, or a prince with a different surname conferred by the late emperor. The emperor's grace is so great, how can he not allow it?"
Song Shuwan thought about it, but after thinking about it, she still felt that something was not right.
"Does the Crown Prince know about this?"
Fei Yuan tilted his head: "You should know it, An San will send him a message."
"Dong dong dong..."
At this moment, several knocks on the door rang, Song Shuwan and Fei Yuan turned their heads at the same time, and the next moment, Fei Yuan jumped out of the window.
"Prince Concubine, Your Majesty, please come over."
Song Shuwan stood up: "Do you know why the prince is looking for me?"
The person standing outside the door was An San. Hearing this, he bowed: "I have met the Crown Prince, but the Crown Prince didn't say anything. I just want you to come over now."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan didn't think much and went straight to Pei Huan's room.
"Do you know about Xie Youxing and Princess Jingyang?" Pei Huan's face was pale, and even though he was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed.
"I just found out. What does the prince think?"
Pei Huan said: "Prince Yong will not agree to Princess Jingyang marrying Xie Youxing."
Song Shuwan moved a chair and sat down beside the bed, and said calmly: "But Princess Jingyang and Xie Youxing were lying on the same bed, which was seen by everyone. No matter how powerful King Yong is, can he be more powerful than the emperor?
"
Pei Huan sneered: "But if King Yong gives in, the emperor will agree to his request."
As soon as these words came out, Song Shuwan's face flashed with confusion: "What the prince means is that King Yong has something in his hands that the emperor wants?"
Pei Huan slowly spit out two words: "Military power."
Thoughts flashed through Song Shuwan's mind quickly. The military power in the hands of King Yong should refer to a 30,000-man army at the border.
"Will King Yong agree to use military power to resolve this matter?"
No wonder Song Shuwan asked this question, military power is really too important. Once King Yong gives the military power to this army, won't it only be at the mercy of others in the future?
Pei Huan sneered: "In the past, he would naturally not hand over military power, but at present, he is the only one who can lead the army. Even if he hands it over at this time, he will still be able to get military power if there is any change on the border in the future."
As soon as these words came out, Song Shuwan suddenly realized: "So that's it, he is confident, but he doesn't know that the prince's eyes and legs can be cured."
"good."
Pei Huan opened his eyes and suddenly noticed that there was more light in front of him: "Are my eyes about to recover?"
Song Shuwan leaned forward slightly: "The prince can see light again?"
"Yes, suddenly I can see the light."
Song Shuwan was a little surprised. Based on the medicine she prescribed, Pei Huan could not see light at the moment: "The prince's eyes..."
She spoke hesitantly, then suddenly remembered something and caught Pei Huan's pulse.
"What, but something is wrong with my situation?" Pei Huan noticed something was wrong, and there was a little doubt in his questioning tone.
Song Shuwan's eyes turned slightly: "It's not that something is wrong, it's... Your Majesty, I want to go to that village again tomorrow."
Pei Huan heard the key: "My eyes are related to that Han Sanzhen?"
"Yes, his prescription even targets the prince's body. If he is here, the prince's recovery speed should be faster."
Hearing this, Pei Huan frowned: "Would Han Sanzhen be willing to enter the Marquis Mansion?"
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips: "If he doesn't want to, I will grind until he does."
The next day, Song Shuwan rushed to the village again. The door of Han Sanzhen's home was wide open, and he himself was sitting under the eaves staring at the ground.
Hearing the noise, Han Sanzhen raised his head: "Didn't you say you wouldn't be here in the next few days?"
Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "I did say this, but I went back and thought about it. If I don't come after being told a few words, wouldn't I be too impatient?"
Han Sanzhen glanced at her face with vicissitudes of life, and sneered: "Okay, then let me see how patient you are."
In the evening, Song Shuwan dragged her tired body back to the Hou Mansion, checked Pei Huan's pulse, took a bath, and then fell asleep.
After three days of this, it was time for Pei Huan to go to the village. Considering that the sun was getting worse and worse, Song Shuwan took Pei Huan out of the city early in the morning, accompanied by a group of secret guards, Baicao and Feiyuan.
"Carry it into the house. Things should be good recently, right?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "It's indeed good."
After entering the room, Song Shuwan told about the changes in Pei Huan's eyes, and Han Sanzhen nodded to express his understanding: "I will check his condition and then make adjustments. If it is not necessary, don't come to my place again."
Song Shu smiled and said nothing.
Not long after, Han Sanzhen changed a new prescription and asked Pei Huan to take it away, and then directed Song Shuwan to handle the medicinal materials in the yard. He sat aside and fanned himself with a fan: "After processing so many medicinal materials in the past few days,
Any ideas?"
"Besides being tired, I don't have much to think about."
Han Sanzhen glanced at her and laughed angrily: "After processing so many medicinal materials, you said you have no idea?"
Song Shuwan kept moving her hands and said calmly: "These past few days, you just let me handle the medicinal materials, and you didn't say anything else. In this case, what else can I say?"
"Hey, are you blaming me for not giving you any advice?"
Song Shuwan turned to look at him: "Guiding, that's called giving when you have something to say, it's just doing things, it's not..."
With a "pop" sound, a book fell in front of Song Shuwan. She lowered her head and saw that there were only two words written on it - Fang Zi.
"What is this, Mr. Han?"
"Go back and memorize the prescriptions, and come back to me in two days."
Song Shuwan nodded and put away the book but did not prepare to leave. Instead, she continued to process the medicinal materials. In the evening, she said goodbye to Han Sanzhen before returning to the Hou Mansion.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the gate of the palace, several eunuchs came to the palace: "The imperial concubine stays here, the queen mother invites you."
Song Shuwan's feet that had just landed turned back to the carriage: "Go to the palace."
