A man in black was kicked away from the carriage, followed by a slender figure jumping out of the carriage: "Your Majesty, come down quickly."
Song Shuwan turned around, helped Pei Huan to the ground, and pulled out the wheelchair. At the same time, the secret guards gathered around to protect the two of them.
An Yi said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please run back in a moment, and my subordinates will stop these assassins."
Song Shuwan looked around and saw dozens of men in black: "With the appearance of your eldest son, even if I run with him, I won't be able to run for long. You deal with the assassin first and leave the rest to me."
An Yi was stunned: "But..."
Song Shuwan was speechless and glanced at An Yi lightly.
Seeing this, An Yi lowered his head: "I understand."
The secret guard and the assassin were fighting. Song Shuwan was by Pei Huan's side when she heard the man say: "I have become a burden."
Pei Huan's tone was very calm, but Song Shuwan could hear sadness in it. She knew that the man was in a bad mood at the moment, but she didn't want to comfort him.
"Your Majesty, if you don't want to be a burden, you should recover as soon as possible, instead of running around like this before you recover."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Shuwan caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing past her from the corner of her eye. The golden needle she held in her hand popped out instantly. The next moment, a hand wrapped around her waist and took her out directly.
"ah!"
Song Shuwan exclaimed and fell on Pei Huan's lap. Then a dark light flashed and another man in black fell to the ground.
Pei Huan lowered his head, and the distance between the two shortened in an instant, so close that each other's breaths became entangled.
Song Shuwan opened her eyes wide: "You..."
Pei Huan raised his eyes and grasped the sword blade coming from behind with his fingertips. His face was stern: "I forgot to tell you that my eyes can already see the outline."
What?
Song Shuwan was about to speak when she was suddenly thrown up by Pei Huan. At this moment, the stars in the night sky seemed to be getting closer. At the next moment, a chill suddenly hit her back.
"Set three, leave no one behind."
Pei Huan's calm voice sounded, and Song Shuwan only had time to turn over before she was taken over by someone from An San.
After that, Song Shuwan's eyes never left the man in the wheelchair, and she didn't look away until the last assassin fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty, all the assassins were killed, and not a single one was left alive." An Yi reported, lowering his head as he spoke.
Pei Huan wiped his hands: "If you don't stay, then don't stay. Let's take care of it and continue setting off."
"yes!"
This time, the team arrived at the summer resort safely.
The emperor summoned Pei Huan and Song Shuwan almost immediately: "You two came all the way, did it go well?"
Pei Huan said: "We encountered some troubles. It's not a big problem. What happened on the emperor's side? Why are you stationed here?"
The emperor's expression became solemn: "The summer resort was burned down by a group of assassins. I was stationed here because I was afraid of an accident."
Pei Huan nodded: "Do you have any clues about the assassin?"
The emperor glanced at Song Shuwan: "Please step aside first."
Song Shuwan saluted and then exited the tent.
After about a cup of tea, Pei Huan came out of the tent with an unusually solemn expression.
"Go back to Beijing."
Song Shuwan glanced at the tent behind him: "With the emperor?"
"No, let's go back first."
Song Shuwan looked surprised: "We? Where is the emperor?"
"The Emperor's summer vacation is not over yet, it will take some time."
Song Shuwan felt inexplicable. The emperor sent someone to send the secret letter back. Didn't Pei Huan come here just to escort him back? Why did the emperor still stay here after the two discussed it?
"emperor……"
She wanted to ask, but she paused after saying two words. The emperor would not do useless things, and Pei Huan would not put the emperor into danger, so she naturally did not need to say anything more.
"When are you leaving?"
"An hour later."
Not long after, the ministers who had come to escape the summer knew that Pei Huan had arrived and was leaving, and they all gathered together at once.
"How come the prince is leaving right after he arrived?"
"What did the emperor say? Is there any arrangement?"
Pei Huanduan sat in his wheelchair and allowed the people around him to ask questions. He waited until the voices became quieter before speaking: "The emperor plans to stay here, and I will leave later."
As soon as these words came out, the ministers were all anxious.
"The Crown Prince is gone? Who will be responsible for the Emperor's safety?"
"Exactly, what is the emperor's safety like..."
Pei Huan interrupted them: "The Imperial Guard is responsible for the safety of the Emperor. Sirs, you don't need to waste your time on me. If you have any questions, just go to the Emperor."
An hour later, Pei Huan and his party left, and the team disappeared from the sight of everyone.
In the carriage, Song Shuwan tilted her head to look at the man beside her, and moved her fingertips on her knees twice.
"Is the assassin who burned down the summer resort difficult to deal with?"
Pei Huan tilted his head: "Why do you say that?"
"If you are not difficult to deal with, why would the emperor summon you here and then ask you to leave?"
Pei Huan smiled: "It's indeed a bit difficult, but it's not as difficult as you think?"
Song Shuwan was suspicious, and when she was about to ask, Pei Huan raised his hand: "No need to ask more, you will know when you should know."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, something happened at the Summer Resort, who was behind it?
Different from the eagerness when he came, on the way back to Beijing, Pei Huan seemed to be interested in all the places he passed, stopping at every place he walked.
In this strange behavior, the convoy returned to the capital. Before dawn the next day, Pei Huan took the people away, leaving Song Shuwan and Han Sanzhen in vain.
The guard guarding the courtyard said: "Concubine, the prince said that he will be back soon."
Song Shuwan was speechless, but Han Sanzhen snorted coldly: "How soon does it mean? An hour? A day?"
The guard responsible for delivering the message lowered his head, looking embarrassed.
Song Shuwan pressed her eyebrows: "Mr. Han, there is no need to embarrass him. Let's go and wait until the prince comes back."
"snort!"
Han Sanzhen rolled up his sleeves and left.
That day, Song Shuwan waited until dusk, but Pei Huan didn't come back. Seeing the night fall, she suddenly felt uneasy.
"Baicao, isn't the prince back yet?"
Baicao entered the room in response: "Prince Princess, there is no news from over there."
Song Shuwan stood up and while still asking questions, she heard a noise coming from outside the yard. When she went out, she saw a dozen guards approaching Pei Ji surrounded by them.
Pei Ji, the second son of the Hou family, has not been seen for a while. Now he is getting fatter and fatter. At first, there was a slit in his eyes, but now it seems that even the slit is gone. He stops every step when he walks, and he is panting.
Song Shuwan collected her thoughts: "I wonder why the second young master came to Qingfeng Court so late?"
Pei Ji raised his head, his plump cheeks swayed a few times, and said proudly: "I'm here to find you."
"Find me?"
Song Shuwan looked puzzled: "I wonder what the second young master has come to see me for?"
Pei Ji said: "Kill you."
Song Shuwan paused, as if she heard some joke: "Second Young Master, do you want to kill me?"