Song Shuwan met Princess Jingyang's gaze and sighed. After bowing, she raised her eyes and said, "There is a pavilion over there, do you want to sit there together?"
Princess Jingyang's eyes flashed slightly, and after thinking for a few times she nodded: "Yes."
After a while, a few people entered the pavilion, and the wind blew by, bringing coolness and the fragrance of flowers.
Baicao stopped the maid of the prefecture who was passing by: "Please bring some tea and snacks."
Soon, a pot of tea and several plates of snacks were delivered.
Song Shuwan raised her hand, poured two cups of tea, and handed one cup to Princess Jingyang: "How is your life here, princess?"
Princess Jingyang lowered her eyes, picked up the cup and held it in her hand: "I can't say it's good, but I can't say it's bad either."
Ambiguous answer.
This sentence flashed through Song Shuwan's mind, and she took a sip of the tea in front of her: "Previously, the princess left Beijing, but encountered a thief on the way. Everyone said that the princess was missing, and some people said that the princess arrived at the temple safely and had already become a nun.
"
Princess Jingyang tightened her fingers: "What do you want to say?"
Song Shuwan raised her head, and after a long silence, she said, "I want to know why Princess Jingyang appeared here, and why... she caused such a big fuss after leaving the capital?"
After the two questions were answered, Princess Jingyang put down her teacup: "It was Qingyang who arranged for me to appear here."
Qingyang? Little princess?
She knew that the kidnapping of Princess Jingyang was the work of the little princess, but her appearance here was also an arrangement made by the little princess, which was abnormal.
Song Shuwan frowned: "In order to save the princess, Zhongrou was thrown into the prison by the emperor. The little princess and the Xinguo Duke's government worked together to make Zhongrou survive. According to the princess, since there are little princesses before and after, why?
Do you want Zhong Rou to take the responsibility alone? Or should we say that Princess Jingyang is responsible for Zhong Rou..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Princess Jingyang.
Princess Jingyang said coldly: "Is the Crown Princess here to complain to Zhong Rou?"
Song Shuwan smiled: "If the little princess thinks so, I have nothing to say, but I still want an answer."
"Does the Crown Princess know why I was caught lying in bed with Prince Xie?"
Song Shuwan paused, with a hint of probing in her tone: "Did the princess want to say that this matter has something to do with Zhong Rou?"
Princess Jingyang's face showed sarcasm: "It seems that the Crown Princess is not stupid. Yes, what happened in Prince Yong's Mansion is indeed related to Zhong Rou. I just didn't expect that it would involve me."
Song Shuwan said nothing, just looked at her intently.
As time passed, Princess Jingyang frowned: "Why are you staring at me like this? Is there something wrong with my words?"
Song Shuwan chuckled: "As for the princess, is there really no problem? If Zhong Rou is half of the responsibility for the princess's affairs, then the remaining half of the responsibility should be on the princess, right?"
At this point, she paused, and a coldness flashed through her eyes: "If the princess has no intention, can Zhong Rou still tie you and Prince Xie together?"
Princess Jingyang's face turned pale: "Do you think it's my fault?"
Song Shuwan stood up and slowly put down the tea cup in her hand: "I have made it very clear just now that Zhong Rou was at fault and the princess was not innocent. It was just Zhong Rou's fault that was all erased after she went to the sky prison.
Baicao, Feiyuan, let’s go.”
Song Shuwan was about to leave when Princess Jingyang in the pavilion suddenly said: "I am indeed not innocent, but my problem is not that big. Regarding the affairs of Prince Yong's Mansion, everyone who appears to the public has problems, but those who hide behind the scenes have problems."
Are the people behind it innocent?"
The person hiding behind?
Song Shuwan paused, turned around and looked at Princess Jingyang: "What do you mean, princess?"
Princess Jingyang sneered: "Song Shuwan, Qingyang will not let you go, just like she knew that I liked Xie Youxing, but she would also instigate me because my father said that she wanted me to be Pei Huan's equal wife.
Let me not return to Beijing and stay away from Pei Huan."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, with confusion and surprise in her eyes.
After a moment, she smiled and shook her head: "I am different from the princess. No matter how the little princess plots, she can't escape the fact that I am the eldest concubine of the Marquis, Princess Jingyang. The emperor's jokes cannot be taken seriously."
Letting a princess be an equal wife is always a fantasy.
Returning to the banquet venue, Song Shuwan turned her head slightly and whispered: "The prince must have known that Princess Jingyang is in the prefect's mansion."
The expression on Pei Huan's face remained unchanged: "It seems that you and her have already met. What did you say?"
Song Shuwan frowned, and a short and fat figure suddenly appeared in her peripheral vision.
The eunuch Tong Xian came over and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I would like to toast you both to a drink."
Pei Huan said "hmm", picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and asked to leave: "I've been feeling unwell lately, and it's hard for me to stay outside for a long time. I can only be rude and leave first."
Tong Xian was a little stunned, but immediately replied: "It doesn't matter, the official is still aware of the prince's situation. The official is sending the prince off. By the way, I don't know why the prince came to Yuanzhou City this time."
Song Shuwan pushed Pei Huan towards the gate of the prefect's mansion. Pei Huan said, "I heard that there is a doctor in Yuanzhou City who can cure my legs, so I came here."
Tong Xian looked surprised: "Is what the prince said true? I wonder where the famous doctor is? Do you need help from my subordinates?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "I will find it myself, so you don't need to worry about it, Master Tong."
While they were talking, several people arrived at the gate of the prefect's mansion. Song Shuwan and Tong Xian said hello and left.
On the carriage, Song Shuwan said everything Princess Jingyang said, especially the last few sentences, she emphasized them again.
The carriage fell into silence. Pei Huan raised his head slightly and stared straight at Song Shuwan.
Song Shuwan didn't notice it at first, but as time passed, she noticed something strange: "The prince's eyes..."
Pei Huan lowered his eyes slightly: "I can see something, but it's not very clear."
Song Shuwan frowned and glanced suspiciously at Pei Huan. The way he stared at her just now didn't look like he couldn't see clearly at all.
"Your Majesty..."
"Little princess, I will make arrangements. You just need to keep silent, and I will satisfy you."
Rubbing her eyebrows, Song Shuwan sighed and said, "I didn't want to ask about the little princess. I was just curious, why did the prince reveal his search for a famous doctor to Tong Xian?"
Pei Huan: "..."
After a brief silence, he coughed lightly: "The news always needs to be spread."
Yeah?
Song Shuwan was confused. She felt something was wrong, but she didn't delve into it.
Song Shuwan, who turned her head, didn't notice that Pei Huan's eyes suddenly turned, fixed on the side of her face, and then quickly moved away as if nothing had happened.
At night, An Yi grabbed a man covered in blood and entered the room: "Your Majesty, Hailin didn't do anything."
Pei Huan said "hmm" and poured a cup of tea slowly: "Hailin, do you know you are wrong?"
Hailin raised his head with difficulty: "When will your eyes heal?"
