Yue Hong sneered: "You say I'm crazy? But if you face my situation, how calm can you be?"
Song Shuwan remained silent, walked slowly to Yue Hong, suddenly raised her hand and slapped her hard.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, which stunned Yue Hong. However, Song Shuwan did not stop there, but slapped Yue Hong again with her backhand, hitting the other side of the face hard.
Two slap marks gradually appeared, and Yue Hong covered her face, hatred and anger rising in her eyes.
"Song Shuwan, you are looking for death."
She bumped into Song Shuwan, but Song Shuwan dodged it lightly.
"Yue Hong, you are the one seeking death, not me."
Song Shuwan grabbed Yue Hong and kicked her hard on the knee. After forcing Yue Hong to kneel down, she said in a cold tone: "I don't know where you got the news, but I can promise it by patting my heart.
, The Yue family's downfall has nothing to do with me. If you really want to pester and kill me, I won't be polite. After all, I have a clear conscience, but you are not sure, right?"
Yue Hong was forced to kneel on the ground. She tried to struggle several times, but Song Shuwan stepped in and forced her to kneel on the ground.
"Song Shuwan, let go, let me go!"
Song Shuwan ignored it, but the movement in the room alerted people outside. A secret guard opened the door, revealing Pei Huan outside.
The man asked: "What's going on?"
Song Shuwan raised her head slightly: "Yue Hong feels that the Yue family's downfall is related to me and wants to tangle with me."
Pei Huan's eyes turned cold: "There are indeed some secrets surrounding the Yue family's downfall, but that was because General Yue acted carelessly and was caught by others. It has nothing to do with others."
Yue Hong raised her head: "You and Song Shuwan are husband and wife, so naturally you will favor her. My father, he defends the family and the country, and is a great hero."
Pei Huan smiled: "General Yue is indeed a hero. It's a pity that this hero is in danger. He took the wrong path."
He went the wrong way.
No matter how many words he said, they couldn't compare to the four words at the end of Pei Huan's words.
Yue Hong froze on the spot, her eyes filled with disbelief: "What do you mean, he went the wrong way?"
There was more compassion in Pei Huan's eyes: "An San, tell Miss Yue the relevant circumstances of the case, Wan'er, let's go."
Song Shuwan wanted to stay and listen to the process, but Pei Huan obviously did not want her to stay. After being urged for the second time, she could only leave with Pei Huan.
The carriage was shaking, and Song Shuwan couldn't help but turn her head: "Your Majesty, who is involved in the Yue family's case? Why can't I listen?"
Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair and corrected: "It's not that I can't listen, but that you shouldn't know at the moment."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and reacted belatedly: "So, the Yue family's case is really related to me."
Only in this way would Pei Huan ask her to avoid him.
Pei Huan smiled and said, "The Yue family's case is related to you, but it's not very relevant. In short, I only have one sentence to say to you."
"What words?"
"The Yue family's downfall is their own fault."
Is it your own fault?
Song Shuwan tightened her fingers slightly, her thoughts turned around, and she didn't ask any more questions.
Back at the inn, Song Shuwan was about to go back to her room when she saw a secret guard running towards her in a hurry.
"Your Majesty, there is news from the capital that the emperor has sent a minister to take you...back to the capital."
The secret guard said the last two words very softly, almost not daring to make a sound.
Song Shuwan frowned. This was the second time she was urged. The last time it was a letter, but Pei Huan didn't pay attention.
"Your Majesty, over there in the capital..."
Pei Huan interrupted her: "The situation in the capital is very stable. Logically speaking, there is no need for me to go back."
"But this is already the second time."
The two people's eyes met, and even though Pei Huan's face was expressionless, Song Shuwan still saw a little impatience in his eyes.
After thinking about it, she pushed the wheelchair into the hall, and then waved away the people in it.
"With two urgings in a row, something must have happened in the capital, but it was not revealed to the public. Moreover, the emperor sent someone here this time. I am afraid that the prince will have to return to the capital."
Pei Huan shook his head: "I will not return to Beijing."
Let’s not talk about the outside of Ningyuan City. The Tatars will return at any time. As for his legs, who can cure them when they return to the capital?
Song Shuwan sighed: "Then the emperor must give the prince a chance."
As she said this, she suddenly realized something and asked, "Your Majesty, does he know who the person sent here is?"
Pei Huan shook his head: "My people haven't received the news yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, a guard from outside came running: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty's Concubine, a group of people came from outside the inn, claiming to be the Crown Prince's friends and want to see the Crown Prince."
Song Shuwan said: "Can you tell me your name?"
"No, I just gave this."
The guard took out the folding fan, Song Shuwan took a closer look, and a name suddenly came to mind - Wen Yixiu.
Pei Huan rubbed his eyebrows: "I didn't expect it to be him. Please invite people in."
"yes."
After a while, several people entered the hall. The leader was wearing a cloak and a hood, hiding himself tightly.
The next moment, he took off the hood on his head, revealing a stunning face. It was indistinguishable between male and female, which attracted many people to look at him in confusion.
Wen Yixiu didn't care, he chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, long time no see."
"It's true that I haven't seen you for a while. Sit down and serve tea."
The silence around him was broken. The guard quickly brought tea, but hesitated when leaving. He walked for a while before leaving the hall.
Song Shuwan looked at it, her mouth twitching uncontrollably. Wen Yixiu was a man, but his face was really shocking. How could someone be so good-looking?
At this moment, Pei Huan said: "The emperor sent you here, right?"
Wen Yixiu picked up the tea and nodded gently when he heard this: "The emperor wants you to return to Beijing and let someone else come."
Pei Huan lowered his eyes, hiding his thoughts: "The person the emperor wants to replace should be the fifth prince, right?"
Wen Yixiu twitched his lips slightly: "It seems that although the Crown Prince is at the border, he still has some understanding of the situation in the capital. The Emperor has recently felt that there is some turmoil and depression in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he wants to use this to revitalize the royal family's reputation."
Pei Huan also twitched his lips, but his expression was cold. He knew what the emperor meant. He just felt that the royal people struggling in the capital could not match the military exploits of the border battle, so he set his sights on Ningyuan City and wanted to
The fifth prince is coming.
The question is, can the fifth prince really stabilize the situation at the border?
He didn't mind the emperor sending people, and he didn't mind giving up his military power, but that was when the people coming from the capital were capable. How could he dare to trust Lin Yujun and the people on the border to entrust Lin Yujun and the people on the border to people who were incompetent?
At this time, Wen Yixiu spoke again: "Why is the prince silent? But he is thinking about taking the fifth prince back?"
Pei Huan came to his senses and pointed his finger on the armrest of the wheelchair: "Bowen, do me a favor."