Song Shuwan opened the door, left An San behind, and went straight into the house. Ye Sanniang was no longer in the house. She looked around for a moment, then looked back at Pei Huan.
"Why is the prince looking for me?"
"Ye Sanniang escaped, I need Tang Wan'er as bait."
Song Shuwan frowned: "Hasn't Tang Wan'er been taken for interrogation by the Crown Prince? According to the Crown Prince's methods, she is still alive?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "I only interrogated her and didn't punish her. Why did she die?"
After listening to his words, Song Shuwan frowned even more tightly and couldn't help but said: "The prince has long noticed that there is a problem in Qingyun Mountain, right? If I remember correctly, Tang Waner claimed to be the wife of the head of the family at first, but now she is confirmed to be the head of the family.
She is a woman, so her identity is false, so what’s the use of being a bait?”
"I have indeed noticed the problem of Qingyun Mountain a long time ago. As for Tang Wan'er, she is not useless to Qingyun Mountain."
Song Shuwan crossed her arms and said, "I'm stupid, I can't think of a person who reports a false identity, what use can he have to Qingyun Mountain, please clarify my doubts."
"Ye Sanniang's surname is Tang."
Just five words made Song Shuwan fall into silence. It was also these words that made her realize one thing.
"Your Majesty, have you already found out the identity of the head of Qingyun Mountain?"
Silence fell in the room.
After a moment, Pei Huan nodded: "There are related speculations, but I was not sure before."
In other words, Ye Sanniang's identity was determined after this meeting.
Song Shuwan looked around and said lightly: "Is this Tianfang Pavilion in Yuanzhou City?"
Pei Huan nodded: "Tianfang Pavilion is located in the east of Yuanzhou City and is a famous place for fireworks."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and sneered after a long time: "The prince is quite good at planning, but I don't know, has the prince ever thought that he would die?"
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. If you want to achieve results, you must pay the price."
Song Shuwan clenched her fingers: "What the prince said makes sense."
Pei Huan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell precisely on her face: "Tang Wan'er, can you save her life?"
Song Shuwan closed her eyes, hiding the changing thoughts in her: "When the prince opens his mouth, I have to try my best even if I can't."
With that said, she turned and left.
Pei Huan turned his eyes slightly and sighed for a while. Things happened so fast that even he could only make inferences based on some clues he had found earlier. How could he tell others?
That's all, let her misunderstand.
"An San, gather the troops and prepare to attack Qingyun Mountain."
An San entered the room: "Your Majesty, there is no news about An Yi and others yet, can we wait?"
Pei Huan said coldly: "No need to wait, we will get the news when we attack Qingyun Mountain."
"yes."
An San bowed and left.
That evening, Song Shuwan saw Tang Waner again. Compared with before, Tang Waner's face became paler and her breathing was very weak, as if she might die at any moment.
An San stood aside: "The Crown Prince said that even if we can't save her, we still have to hang on to her life. It doesn't take long, just three days."
Three days will do.
Song Shuwan repeated the four words in her heart, and with some clarity, Pei Huan was ready to deal with Qingyun Mountain in these three days.
"I understand, you can come and take someone with you tomorrow."
"yes."
After An San retreated, Song Shuwan took out the golden needle, sat by the bed and looked at Tang Wan'er without saying a word, and sighed for a long time.
"It seems that this is your fate."
Even though she said that, when the golden needle fell, Song Shuwan still used her heart to protect Tang Wan'er's heart.
Less than half an hour later, Song Shuwan pulled out the golden needle and heard a "wow" sound. Tang Wan'er turned her head and spat out a large mouthful of black blood, followed by blood lines appearing on her face.
Song Shuwan stared at it for a long time, until the blood line gradually disappeared, she frowned and looked away. The same blood line was also seen on Pei Huan's face. She originally thought it was the people on Qingyun Mountain's method of dealing with Pei Huan, but she didn't.
I thought about Tang Wan'er's face, so what's the use of that blood line?
Just as she was thinking about it, Tang Wan'er coughed violently.
Song Shuwan moved her eyes and saw Tang Wan'er slowly opening her eyes.
Their eyes met, Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "I thought you had stepped into the gate of hell, but I didn't expect you to be able to open your eyes."
Tang Wan'er's face turned a little pale. When she heard these words, she covered her heart with her hands: "I, you..."
She hesitated for a long time without saying anything else.
Song Shuwan stood up, packed away the golden needles next to her, and then looked at Tang Wan'er again: "I just saw a lot of blood lines on your face. What are those blood lines?"
Tang Wan'er's eyes widened: "Blood, blood line? The blood line on my face appeared again?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "Yes, what is the blood line?"
Tang Wan'er lowered her head and smiled miserably: "I'm just telling you what the blood line is, so what's the use? You can't save me."
Song Shuwan crossed her arms and said calmly: "You haven't told me what it is, how can you conclude that I can't save you?"
Tang Wan'er raised her head, with a bit of mockery in her eyes: "How can you save a person who doesn't even know what a blood line is?"
Song Shuwan smiled, and there were two more golden needles between her fingers: "What do you think of my golden needles?"
Tang Wan'er's eyes were fixed: "Your golden needle..."
"boom!"
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Song Shuwan and Tang Wan'er turned their heads at the same time.
"She's awake? Just in time, An San, take her away."
As soon as Pei Huan's voice fell, Song Shuwan stopped An San: "You can't take Tang Wan'er away."
Pei Huan said: "Give me a reason."
"There were blood lines on her face."
Six words made Pei Huan fall into silence.
After a moment, he said: "So what if there is a blood line?"
Song Shuwan opened her eyes wide: "Your Majesty, you..."
"Qingyun Mountain is more important."
Pei Huan interrupted her and said in a more serious tone: "Take her away."
An San said rudely, picked up Tang Wan'er and strode away.
Song Shuwan stared at Pei Huan and tried to stop An San several times, but she held back and stopped where she was: "Your Majesty, that blood line is very dangerous."
Pei Huan raised his eyes slightly: "With you and Han Sanzhen, there will be no problem with my life."
After that, he motioned to the secret guard behind him to push the wheelchair away.
Song Shuwan took a few steps forward, and in the end she could only watch Pei Huan go away, unable to do anything.
Not long after, Baicao came into the house with dinner: "Prince Concubine, but the prince has made you unhappy?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyes slightly: "Baicao, do you know anything that can leave blood lines on people's faces?"
Baicao was a little stunned: "Blood line? What kind of blood line?"
Song Shuwan described it and then said: "Normally, the blood line does not appear, and there is no problem with detecting the pulse."
Baicao frowned and said uncertainly: "Listen, my slave, the situation mentioned by the Crown Princess sounds so... like a poison?"
