The Marquis's face changed drastically and he looked around: "Pei Huan, what's going on?"
"Your wife is involved in a case of official corruption. Unfortunately, the emperor is very concerned about it."
Pei Huan didn't say much, but these words already gave the Marquis an answer in his mind.
The Marquis said angrily: "I see, it's not the Emperor who cares, but you, right? You deliberately involved your mother, right?"
At this time, Jing Ming said: "Master Marquis, please be careful when speaking. There is sufficient evidence for the officials to arrest people. Please don't ruin the reputation of the Forbidden Army."
The Marquis immediately pointed his finger at him: "When you came to the Hou Mansion to arrest Zhen Yuan, you also said that you had sufficient evidence. Why, is there no one in the Jingzhao Mansion? You, Jingming, and the Imperial Guard are required for any case.
Come to arrest someone?"
The room fell into silence, while outside, Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows slightly.
As soon as she returned to the Hou's Mansion, she realized that the atmosphere in the Hou's Mansion was not right. When she asked, she found out that Pei Huan had led the imperial army into the mansion and went straight to the Qingzhu Courtyard. Thinking that there would be a show here, she ran over.
Unexpectedly, she heard what the Marquis said as soon as she arrived. She remembered that the Marquis was very afraid of the Forbidden Army before. Unexpectedly, she jumped out today. Madam Hou's status in his heart was higher than she imagined.
It's high.
Jing Ming smiled and didn't care about the Hou Ye's question: "I understand the Hou Ye's anger, but this is the emperor's order. The corruption case must be thoroughly investigated. If the Hou Ye has any objections, he can directly go to the palace to face the emperor.
There’s no point in struggling with me here.”
After saying that, he raised his hand, and several forbidden soldiers immediately pressed Madam Hou out and walked out.
Mrs. Hou was originally convinced that Mr. Hou could save her, so she kept silent, but now she suddenly panicked.
"Master Hou, Master Hou, save me. I didn't bribe the officials. Master Hou..."
The Marquis was extremely anxious: "Jing Ming, let her go, she is innocent."
Jing Ming said calmly: "Whether she is innocent or not will be determined by the evidence. Again, if the Marquis has any objections, he can go to the palace to face the saint."
Song Shuwan didn't even try to hide away from the door. She faced Jing Ming, and both of them nodded gently in greeting.
After the imperial troops left, Song Shuwan entered the room and pushed Pei Huan away.
"Your Majesty, what you are busy with these days are all official corruption cases?"
"The corruption case has not reached the point where I personally take action."
Song Shuwan walked slowly, but her thoughts turned quickly: "It's not a corruption case, so what is the prince busy with? Yong'an Marquis Mansion? Or that..."
"Be careful what you say."
Just two words interrupted Song Shuwan in the middle of what she was saying.
After a moment of silence, Pei Huan spoke again: "I have found a doctor who can treat my leg. I want to leave Beijing for a while. Will you come with me?"
Song Shuwan was stunned, wasn't she the one who could heal Pei Huan's legs? What did Pei Huan mean by this?
"Would you like to come with me?"
Pei Huan didn't get an answer and asked again.
Song Shuwan came back to her senses and said without hesitation: "I will accompany the prince when he leaves Beijing."
Pei Huan nodded: "In that case, pack your things when you get back. We will leave Beijing in the evening."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes: "I understand."
In the evening, the Marquis's carriage left the capital. The sun was setting and the carriage gradually became dark.
Song Shuwan turned her head and looked at the people around her. After thinking for a while, she asked: "Who are you talking about during the day?"
Pei Huan didn't answer but asked: "Who do you think I was talking about?"
Song Shuwan paused and smiled for a long time: "You are not telling me after all. The prince has not seen me in recent days. Can you drink the medicine?"
"A downfall."
Pei Huan pointed to his eyes: "The outlines I can see are getting clearer and clearer."
Song Shuwan leaned over, and the distance between her and Pei Huan was so close that our breaths were entangled together: "Can the Crown Prince see my face from such a close distance?"
Pei Huan's body stiffened imperceptibly: "Back off."
Song Shuwan tilted her head, stared at it for a few moments, and then returned to her original position: "It seems that the prince can already see vaguely."
Pei Huan lowered his eyes and tightened his fingers slightly: "Judging from the current recovery speed, how long will it take for my eyes to completely recover?"
Song Shuwan didn't say anything, but put her hand on Pei Huan's wrist: "If everything goes well, we can see it within half a month, but..."
"But what?"
Song Shuwan sighed: "This speed is based on the premise that there will be no accidents. Again, if the prince wants to recover quickly, he must ensure his own safety, especially if he is injured, he must not be injured again."
Pei Huan nodded: "I understand."
The carriage fell into silence. Song Shuwan saw Pei Huan closing his eyes and concentrating, but she said nothing more.
I don't know how long it took, but a voice suddenly came from outside the car: "Master, madam, we have arrived at a small town, do we need to stop and rest?"
Song Shuwan woke up with a start and subconsciously turned her head to look to her side when she heard Pei Huan say: "Have a rest for the night and leave tomorrow."
In front of the inn, Song Shuwan pushed her wheelchair in.
The shopkeeper came up to us, glanced over, and said with a smile: "Are you guys here to stay in the hotel? We happen to have a few rooms on this floor, I don't know..."
Pei Huan interrupted him: "Go directly to the second floor."
"okay."
The shopkeeper turned around and led the way.
Two guards appeared, one on the left and one on the right, carrying a wheelchair up to the second floor.
Half an hour after they were settled, Song Shuwan slept for a while on the carriage. Feeling energetic at this time, she simply leaned against the window and looked out.
"Dong dong dong——"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by Tao'er's voice: "Madam, I asked the inn kitchen to make a bowl of noodles. Would you like some?"
Song Shuwan turned around: "Eat some, come in."
Tao'er opened the door, and Song Shuwan discovered that Baicao and Feiyuan were also there.
The next moment, Baicao took out a porcelain bottle and put it on the table: "Prince Princess, this is the soft sutra powder that I made recently. You can keep it with you to ensure your safety."
Song Shuwan glanced at the porcelain vase and felt a little more enlightened in her heart: "It seems that you know the purpose of leaving Beijing this time."
Baicao's face changed slightly: "Slave..."
Song Shuwan played with the porcelain bottle and said lightly: "Sometimes, I doubt whether what you said before, that I am your master, is true or false, but..."
She raised her eyes slightly, scanned the three people's faces with a scrutinizing gaze, and then put the porcelain bottle on the table and pushed it back.
"I have the means to protect myself. Take your Ruanjing Powder back."
Baicao hesitated to speak, and finally left in silence.
Song Shuwan ate some noodles and looked up to see Fei Yuan standing to the side with a sullen face. She sighed: "Tao'er, please take away this bowl of chopsticks."
Tao'er glanced at Fei Yuan, took away the bowls and chopsticks knowingly, and left.
After the door closed, Song Shuwan said, "Tell me, what happened to what I asked you to check?"
Fei Yuan saluted: "As for the concubine, the matter between Princess Jingyang and Prince Xie is related to Princess Huayang. In addition, the matter outside the ruined temple... Prince Ning did not interfere."
