"Song Shuwan, what exactly did you do to your aunt? As a junior, this is how you treat your elders? Do you take my Duke Xin's office seriously?"
As soon as Duke Xin showed his face, his words were suppressed.
Song Shuwan listened quietly, her eyes falling on the quilt, her expression calm and calm, as if she didn't hear anything.
"Song Shuwan, can you hear me talking to you?"
Song Shuwan came back to her senses: "I heard it, what else do you have to say?"
Duke Xin Guo was stunned: "Well, what else can I say? Song Shuwan, what do you mean?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyes and looked directly at Duke Xin: "If you can still see, you should be able to see that I am seriously injured. You have come to investigate, but have you ever thought about her murder of the prince's concubine?
Madam? Have you ever thought about what will happen once this matter gets out?"
Duke Xin Guo smiled and looked at Song Shuwan condescendingly: "Conspired to murder the eldest concubine of the Hou Mansion, the current Madam Gaoming? I think you are confused, right? If the elders teach the younger ones the rules, then it is murder?"
Song Shuwan's pupils shrank, and she laughed out of anger. She just said that the elders should teach the younger ones the rules, but in just one sentence, she wanted to avoid the most important and take the easy, and she still wanted to manipulate her?
Song Shuwan said with a smile: "Then let's see if Dali Temple recognizes my uncle's saying that elders teach younger people the rules. Baicao, go to Dali Temple to invite..."
"I'll see who dares to step out of this room without my permission today!"
Duke Xinguo roared and interrupted Song Shuwan: "Song Shuwan, Duke Xinguo's palace has taken you in for several years. Not only have you not accepted your kindness, but you have also harmed others. Today, I must have a good talk with you!"
Song Shuwan was speechless. She looked at Duke Xin Guo intently with her eyes. She paused when she saw Duke Xin Guo rolling up his sleeves and asked angrily: "What is that look in your eyes?"
Song Shuwan spoke slowly: "My uncle is so majestic, do you still remember what kind of tunnel this place is?"
The expression on Duke Xin's face froze. He was so angry that he even forgot that this was Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion.
As time passed, Baicao said: "Prince Princess, do you want me to continue going to Dali Temple?"
Duke Xin Guo stared: "Even if you go to Dali Temple, even if you are in front of the emperor, it is still a family matter!"
"What a family thing."
A cold male voice came, and several people in the room turned their heads at the same time, and saw Pei Huan appear in a wheelchair at some point, with a fierce aura around him.
"Did Duke Xin Guo forget the laws of the Zhou Dynasty? Even Duke Xin Guo's wife had to bow when she came in front of Wan'er."
There was no wave in the voice, but what he said made Duke Xin's expression change drastically.
"The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty..."
He repeated the four words, his face became increasingly ugly, and after a while, he threw up his sleeves and left.
Song Shuwan watched him go away and slowly looked back: "Where did the prince come back from?"
After the wheelchair entered the room, Pei Huan waved away everyone in the room: "In the palace."
Song Shuwan's face showed sarcasm: "Is it for the little princess again?"
Pei Huan paused for a moment, then a hint of apology flashed across his face: "You have been wronged by what happened to the little princess. You can make conditions, but I will definitely satisfy you if I can."
Song Shuwan sneered: "I want to stab the little princess, but you can satisfy me."
Pei Huan was silent.
Song Shuwan looked at her, and the sarcasm on her face became even worse: "Since the prince can't do it, don't make promises casually. Also, my Tao'er hasn't come back yet. The prince wants to send her back to me first before making compensation."
She, Song Shuwan, did not have much power, but Pei Huan wanted to get over this matter with just a promise, which was too simplistic.
Closing her eyes, Song Shuwan ignored Pei Huan.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the wheelchair rolling came and gradually faded away. Song Shuwan knew that it was Pei Huan leaving.
At this moment, Baicao asked: "Is the Crown Princess angry with the Crown Prince?"
Song Shuwan opened her eyes: "Why do you say that?"
"The Crown Princess has been wronged this time, but the Crown Prince did not defend you and kept you silent for the sake of the little princess. The Crown Princess should be angry, but the Crown Prince should not have any hostility towards the Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan smiled: "He knows whether there is hostility or not. Baicao, I am not a stupid person. I will not forget the sins I have suffered just because of a few words."
Baicao asked: "What does the Crown Princess want to do?"
Song Shuwan said lightly: "What do you think I can do?"
Baicao didn't say anything, but her eyes flashed with a hint of thoughtfulness.
Song Shuwan didn't care, but when she turned her head, her eyes were cold. She would avenge the little princess.
The next day, Tao'er returned to the Hou Mansion. Apart from being frightened, she had no injuries on her body. It took Song Shuwan half a month to recover from her injuries. At that time, Pei Huan's body was getting better and better under the care of Han Sanzhen.
good.
At the beginning of August, the emperor and his courtiers left the capital to escape the summer heat, so the capital became much quieter.
In the early morning, Han Sanzhen slowly found Song Shuwan: "I said, your injury is almost healed. When are you going to treat the prince's injury?"
Song Shuwan was holding a brush and writing a prescription. When she heard this, she raised her head and said, "How about taking a look at this new prescription?"
Han Sanzhen took the prescription and said, "Well, that's good. My previous habit of overdosing has finally been reversed."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows and said, "You have taught me for so long, so naturally I have to make some progress. How about Cunshan Hall?"
While she was recuperating, Han Sanzhen felt bored at the Marquis's residence and went to Cunshan Hall every day. He became the doctor at Cunshan Hall every day, and also taught Ding Cun medical skills.
Han Sanzhen put the prescription back on the table: "Just like that, if your medical clinic doesn't have a chance, I'm afraid it will always look like this half-dead."
Song Shuwan smiled and turned to ask Baicao to send the ice basin to Han Sanzhen: "Opening the Cunshan Hall is just to fulfill one of my wishes. As for the business, there will always be a chance to recover in the future. Not to mention this, I read the medical book yesterday.
I’m a little confused about this…”
While the two were chatting, a boy suddenly ran over from outside.
"I met the Crown Princess, and the General's Mansion sent a message saying that they would like to invite the Crown Princess to Mingyin Tower tomorrow."
The corner of Song Shuwan's mouth twitched uncontrollably. Zhen Yuan didn't want to invite her to sit in Mingyin Tower. It was obvious that he was not interested in drinking.
"Is that storyteller named Mingchen still in Mingyin Tower now?"
Baicao turned his head slightly and said, "I don't know. I'm going to find someone to find out."
Not long after, the boy sent by Baicao came around and said, "Master Mingchen is no longer in Mingyin Tower. He entered the General's Mansion half a month ago."
The calm on Song Shuwan's face could not be maintained: "Half a month ago, did you arrive at the General's Mansion? General Zhen actually agreed to let Miss Zhen bring a storyteller back to the Mansion?"
It's not that she thinks the storyteller has a low status, it just doesn't make sense.
The boy lowered his head: "I don't know, but I was indeed brought back to the General's Mansion by Miss Zhen tomorrow morning."
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed with confusion: "Please step aside and go back to Miss Zhen, and tell me that I will meet you at Mingyin Tower tomorrow."
