"Hey, why didn't you come alone today?" Han Sanzhen raised his eyebrows when he saw the person behind Song Shuwan.
Song Shuwan smiled and asked: "Come to do something, do you still think there are too many people?"
"Hmph, didn't I give you a medical book and ask you to come back in a few days?"
Song Shuwan stood still: "Originally I was planning to come back in a few days, but after I went back and thought about it, I can read medical books anywhere, right? So I brought my little apprentice here."
"Your apprentice?" Han Sanzhen looked Ding Cun up and down, "What's so special about this kid?"
"Close your eyes."
Just three words made Han Sanzhen sneer: "You would actually say, if you close your eyes, just close your eyes. One is for teaching, and two is for free. Come on, let me see what your foundation is like and what it is called."
Ding Cun stepped forward bravely: "Ding, Ding Cun."
Han Sanzhen paused: "Stuttering?"
Ding Cun suddenly became anxious: "It's not that I stuttered, I just couldn't control my speech for a while."
Hearing this, Han Sanzhen touched his chin, looked at Ding Cun with a meaningful look for a moment, turned his head and said, "Stay here, you go into the house to see the prescription."
Song Shuwan didn't say much and went straight into the house.
Not long after, the conversation outside the house came into the house. Song Shuwan raised her head slightly and heard Han Sanzhen asking about the most basic pulse condition and prescribing medicine. Ding Cun answered stumblingly, but she answered clearly.
"Boy, have you ever checked someone's pulse?"
"I have done some diagnosis. The Crown Princess once took me to diagnose the pulse of villagers in a village, and I have been to that village one after another."
"That's right. Is there anyone else at home? If not, then you can stay here with me."
"Ah? You have to ask the Crown Princess about this, right?"
When Song Shuwan heard this, the corner of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, and then she heard Han Sanzhen calling her, she sighed, got up and went out.
"You can stay here if you want, and you don't need to worry about me."
Ding Cun scratched his head, looked at Han Sanzhen several times, various thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally settled on: "Then, then I stay?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "Then just stay."
In the evening, Song Shuwan returned to the Hou Mansion. As soon as she sat down, she saw Fei Yuan coming in through the window, with bright eyes, obviously trying to find out some news.
"Tell me, what happened in the capital today?"
"Princess Jingyang committed suicide and was rescued. The emperor ordered her to go to Heming Temple in Yuanzhou City to become a nun. Just in case, the Queen Mother will also accompany her."
Song Shuwan tightened her fingers slightly: "Can I cut off my hair for nuns?"
"Yes, I heard that I am leaving tomorrow."
Song Shuwan didn't expect this result at all, and was stunned for a moment not knowing what to say. She knew the reason why Princess Jingyang would have such a result, but she was helpless in her heart, and she didn't know if Princess Jingyang would accept this result.
But whether she can accept it or not is of no use to the emperor.
"Prince Princess, why don't you speak?"
Song Shuwan came back to her senses and said calmly: "What can you say?"
Fei Yuan tilted her head: "I heard that Princess Jingyang plotted against the eldest concubine before. Now that she has such an end, the eldest concubine should be happy, right?"
are you happy?
Song Shuwan was speechless. She might be a little happy, but more than anything she was sad: "Those who cannot help themselves, if they suffer disaster, they can only suffer disaster."
After that, she stood up and poured a cup of tea: "Besides the matter about Princess Jingyang, is there anything else happening in the capital recently?"
Fei Yuan thought for a while: "Does it count that Miss Zhen always goes to Mingyin Tower to look for Mr. Storyteller tomorrow morning? I heard from people in the capital that Miss Zhen plans to recruit a son-in-law?"
Song Shuwan almost lost her composure: "Zhen Yuan plans to recruit a son-in-law? What are you spreading? Whether it's true or not, General Zhen won't agree, right?"
Fei Yuan scratched his head: "I don't know this, but the commotion is so big, General Zhen is aware of it, right?"
Song Shuwan was speechless and waved her hand for Fei Yuan to retreat: "I'm a little tired."
"I understand, I will leave now."
On the other side, Pei Huanduan was sitting in a wheelchair, his fingertips tapping his knees. A few steps away, An San and two others were kneeling respectfully.
After a long time, Pei Huan said, "Are you sure that all the things in King Nanming's hands have been delivered?"
"If you return to the crown prince, it's already confirmed."
Pei Huan sneered: "This old fox knows that he will not be so cooperative. Let's take action the day Princess Jingyang leaves the capital."
An San raised his hand: "I understand, about the assassin..."
Pei Huan raised his hand: "Don't worry about the previous wave of assassins, deal with those people first."
"yes."
An San bowed and left.
The next day, Song Shuwan got up, hesitated and went to look for Pei Huan.
"I heard that Princess Jingyang is leaving Beijing?"
Pei Huan hummed: "Just tomorrow."
Song Shuwan was silent for a moment and whispered: "Princess Jingyang really committed suicide?"
"What do you think?"
The rhetorical question made Song Shuwan fall into silence, and she sighed for a long time: "I hope Princess Jingyang will commit suicide, but her temperament seems..."
Pei Huan twitched the corner of his mouth and naturally changed the subject: "You don't have to go look for Han Sanzhen today?"
"Mr. Han gave me a book full of prescriptions and asked me to read it."
Hearing this, Pei Huan knew something in his mind and tapped his fingertips twice on the armrest of the wheelchair: "In that case, then just go somewhere with me."
"where?"
Song Shuwan was confused. Half an hour later, she followed Pei Huan into the imperial study.
The emperor sat behind the imperial case with a very solemn expression: "In other words, the evidence for what you told me before is solid?"
Pei Huan nodded: "Yes."
The emperor pondered for a moment and asked: "When do you plan to take action?"
Pei Huan smiled: "When it's time to take action, we will take action."
The emperor laughed angrily: "Are you trying to hide this from me?"
"Just in case." Pei Huan's tone was calm, as if things were really as he said.
The emperor waved his hand: "In that case, you can make arrangements, but... why did you bring her into the palace?"
Song Shuwan met the emperor's gaze and was quite puzzled. Why did Pei Huan bring her with him when he entered the palace?
"I want her to stay in the palace for one night."
The emperor narrowed his eyes: "Are you afraid of an accident?"
"Just in case."
The same answer came again. Song Shuwan looked around, her doubts getting worse. As soon as she said "Crown Prince", the emperor spoke first: "Are you sure you want to keep her in the palace overnight?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "Princess Jingyang committed suicide, and it is not convenient for the imperial doctor to take care of her closely. My wife knows medical skills and is a woman, so it is more suitable, isn't it?"
The emperor was silent for a long time, then waved his hand and said: "I'll do as you say, go to Jingyang."
"yes."
Song Shuwan and Pei Huan spoke at the same time, and when they left the royal study, she quickly held down her wheelchair: "Your Majesty, should you explain to me? Why do you want me to stay in the palace?"
