In the early morning, Song Shuwan checked Princess Yun's pulse and gave the adjusted new prescription to the maid next to her.
"I will give the princess acupuncture in a while to clear the congestion in the princess' body. It will be very painful. Please bear it in."
Princess Yun nodded, with a calm smile on her face: "It's just a little pain, it's nothing to me."
While the two were chatting, the maid went over and closed the door.
Song Shuwan put the golden needle away and was about to take action when several gentle knocks came from outside the door, followed by Prince Yun's voice entering the room.
"Xun'er, why are you closing the door?"
Princess Yun frowned slightly, why did the prince come here at this time?
Song Shuwan tilted her head slightly: "Princess, do you want to wait for acupuncture?"
Princess Yun said calmly: "Just let Xiaoyu explain it, there's no need to wait."
After hearing what the maid said, she immediately went to the door to explain to King Yun.
After Song Shuwan heard this, she pulled out a golden needle and roasted it carefully with the fire of a candle.
When the first needle fell, Princess Yun groaned uncontrollably and her body tensed up.
"You are absolutely right when you say it hurts."
Song Shuwan smiled and put the second golden needle on the fire: "There is too much siltation in the princess's body, and after many years, it will naturally hurt in the early stage of evacuation, and it will be better after a period of time."
Princess Yun closed her eyes and tightened her fingers on her knees: "Then I'll wait."
Half an hour later, Song Shuwan opened the door and immediately saw Prince Yun walking around in the yard.
The two sides' eyes met, and Song Shuwan twitched her lips: "I've kept you waiting for a long time."
King Yun snorted coldly and walked past Song Shuwan without saying a word.
Soon, King Yun came out with a distressed voice: "Xun'er, how are you? Why are you covered in sweat? Does acupuncture hurt?"
Song Shuwan's lips twitched as she listened to the series of questions. This Prince Yun was just yelling at others, but he loved Princess Yun extremely. He was a rare person.
With this idea in mind, Song Shuwan returned to the inn. As soon as she entered the door, she saw An Yi in the lobby: "Why are you standing here? Where is the prince?"
An turned around and said solemnly: "The prince is poisoned."
Just five words, Song Shuwan's expression suddenly changed: "The prince's poison has not been cured yet?"
An Yi coughed lightly: "The Crown Prince said..."
"Okay, no need to say more, I'm going to see him."
Song Shuwan walked around An Yi and entered Pei Huan's room in three steps at a time.
An San was standing next to the bed and immediately moved away when he heard the sound.
Song Shuwan said: "How long has it been?"
"It's almost half an hour."
Song Shuwan frowned, put her fingers on Pei Huan's wrist, and then withdrew her hand after a moment: "Where's Yuebai? Did you bring some with you?"
"I've brought it with me. I'll go get it right now."
After answering the secret three, he quickly took the Yuebai Turn.
Song Shuwan gave Pei Huan the medicine, checked his pulse again after a while, and quickly decided on a prescription.
"Go grab the medicine first, fry it and then bring it over."
"yes."
The hidden three left quickly.
Song Shuwan was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the embarrassed man with poisonous hair. Her frown tightened. She knew that Pei Huan could not hear her voice at this moment, but the anger in her heart still made her speak.
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"Does the Crown Prince just not take his own life seriously? If so, why should I treat the Crown Prince? Wouldn't it be more in line with the Crown Prince's wishes to just let the Crown Prince wait for death?"
As Song Shuwan said, Pei Huan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his red eyes filled with murderous intent at this moment.
Pei Huan asked in a hoarse voice: "You want me to die?"
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes and asked instead of answering: "Your Majesty, now that you are suffering from poison, can you stay sane?"
Pei Huan grabbed the quilt next to him and forced the corner of his mouth to curl up: "Yes, I can, keep..."
Before he finished speaking, he curled up into a ball.
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and sighed for a long time: "Your Majesty, you are really..."
She paused for a moment and silently took out the golden needle to relieve Pei Huan's pain.
Half an hour later, An San came back with medicine: "Prince Princess, the medicine is here."
Song Shuwan glanced at it and asked An San to wait nearby: "When the prince's poisonous effects are over, feed him to drink."
An San immediately heard the change in her words and asked, "Isn't the Crown Princess here watching over the Crown Prince?"
Song Shuwan glanced at Pei Huan: "He doesn't take his own life seriously, so why should I watch?"
After leaving the words behind, Song Shuwan left without looking back.
An San froze on the spot holding the bowl, with a bitter look on his face, Crown Prince, you have to explain it to the Crown Princess properly after you recover this time, otherwise the Crown Princess will get angry and will be finished if you don't treat your illness.
Song Shuwan didn't know what An San was thinking. As soon as she returned to the room and sat down, she heard Baicao say: "Tang Wan'er came to see the Crown Princess this morning, but she left again when you were not there."
Song Shuwan paused: "Tang Wan'er came to see me? Did you say why?"
Baicao shook his head: "I didn't say, but judging from her appearance, she should do it again."
As soon as she finished speaking, there were several gentle knocks on the door.
"Baicao, is your master back?"
It's Tang Wan'er's voice.
Song Shuwan gave Baicao a look, and the latter immediately opened the door and welcomed Tang Wan'er into the house.
"Baicao said you were looking for me, did something happen to you?"
Tang Wan'er frowned: "I didn't encounter anything, I just felt bored, so I came to talk to the Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows, her eyes looking more scrutinized: "I don't think so? Tell me, what is it for?"
Tang Wan'er sighed: "The Crown Princess is real, can't you just let me get away with it?"
Song Shuwan said calmly: "Do you want to show off and be kicked out by me, or do you want to tell the truth and explain the matter to me as soon as possible?"
Two choices were presented, and Tang Wan'er chose the latter without hesitation: "Of course I explained the matter clearly to the Crown Princess. That's it. I think the poison in Crown Prince Pei's body seems to have not been cured yet. Does the Crown Princess have anything to say about this?
"
Song Shuwan said calmly: "There is no explanation, and besides, you said it too late."
Tang Wan'er was startled: "What do you mean?"
"He's already poisoned."
Song Shuwan's calm tone seemed to hit Tang Wan'er hard. She was silent for a moment, raised her hand to pinch her eyebrows, and said with a wry smile: "The Crown Princess's words make me look like a joke."
Song Shuwan twitched the corner of her mouth and asked with some curiosity: "Why did you find that he didn't detoxify? As far as I know, you can't see anything strange when there is no poison."
Tang Wan'er blinked: "I said I would feel it, would the Crown Princess believe it?"
Song Shuwan looked at her steadily, neither saying she believed it nor saying she didn't believe it.
After a moment, Tang Wan'er sighed: "It seems that the Crown Princess thinks I'm talking nonsense."
Song Shuwan didn't comment, and after chatting with her for a few words, she dropped the topic.
Suddenly, Tang Wan'er asked when she would be able to return to Beijing: "The Crown Princess previously said she would come here to do business, but now she has some clues?"
