Forsythia chuckled softly: "Why do you think, Princess Concubine, the slave family is looking for you?"
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and put down the tea cup in her hand: "I don't know, but I think you didn't waste so much effort just to kill me, right?"
Forsythia leaned on the armrest of the chair: "The Nu family is not a murderous person. The reason why I invited you here is to ask the Crown Princess to do a favor."
Song Shuwan's heart moved, but there was no change on her face: "What are you busy with?"
"It's very simple, kill Pei Huan."
After the seven words fell, the main room became silent.
Song Shuwan opened her mouth, and a coldness flashed through her eyes: "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this."
"Why can't I help? Doesn't the Crown Princess want revenge? As long as the Crown Princess kills Pei Huan, I will avenge the Song family on behalf of the Crown Princess. How about that?"
Forsythia laid out the conditions, and the determination in her words was very obvious.
Song Shuwan smiled, stood up and said, "I can avenge the Song family through Crown Prince Pei. You don't need to take action."
The implication is that the conditions set forth by Forsythia are useless.
Seeing this, Forsythia sighed, shook her head, and asked: "Who do you think the imperial concubine is the enemy of the Song family?"
Song Shuwan ignored her, turned around and walked towards the door: "Fei Yuan, let's go."
Seeing her step out the door, Forsythia's voice sounded again: "Don't you think it's strange, Crown Princess? Pei Huan has obviously checked a lot of things, but why has he been dragging the Song family's case to not be overturned? Is he the one who is here?
Who is he afraid of? Or is there something that cannot be revealed, so he needs to hold off on his promise to the Crown Princess?"
Song Shuwan paused and turned around, her expression indifferent.
"What do you mean?"
Forsythia holds her head, the expression on her face is obscured by the mask, but the pair of eyes revealed still let people know that she is smiling, a smile that is determined to win.
"Isn't it because the Crown Princess stopped that she already knew what she was doing? Why ask even though she already knows?"
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed slightly: "What do you know? I only know that Prince Pei will solve the Song family's case for me. You don't need to stir up trouble here. I won't believe anything you say."
After saying these words, she never looked back.
Forsythia sat in her original position without moving. After a moment, a black figure appeared, it was King Yong.
King Yong said coldly: "You never said you wanted to kill Pei Huan before."
Forsythia didn't move and said calmly: "Prince Yong didn't say that you should stay by when the slave family meets the Crown Princess."
King Yong glanced at her: "This king is just in case, Forsythia, your people have seriously injured Wen Yixiu outside the city, and even cut off the road from Ningyuan City to Anyuan City, so why bother holding Pei Huanhe
Song Shuwan won’t let go?”
Forsythia blinked, and a gloom flashed in her eyes: "Why, Prince Yong is so soft-hearted that he wants to be a good man in Ningyuan City?"
The phrase "great good man" is full of sarcasm.
King Yong did not care, and only said calmly: "If you only deal with Pei Huan and Song Shuwan, I will never say a word, but you should not involve the people of Ningyuan City as well. Forsythia, Ningyuan City is
A border wall must not be breached."
Forsythia sighed: "The Nu family naturally knows, but Pei Huan doesn't want this wall, so the Nu family can only make Pei Huan pay some price."
"Oh, you are obviously too greedy, why bother looking for excuses in others?"
King Yong seemed to be unable to listen, so he dropped the words and left.
On the other side, Song Shuwan returned to the inn, and after thinking about it for a while, she went straight to look for Pei Huan.
"Just now I was taken by Forsythia and met a woman named Forsythia. She said she wanted my help on the condition that she avenge the Song family."
Pei Huan, who was holding a hand stove, paused when he heard these words: "You didn't agree."
Song Shuwan nodded: "I did not agree, but what Forsythia said made me very concerned."
Pei Huan raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"
"She said that the Crown Prince dragged on the Song family's case because there were some things that couldn't be leaked. I want to ask the Crown Prince, is this true?"
Silence fell in the room.
After a moment, Pei Huan nodded: "The Song family's case does involve something."
Song Shuwan asked: "Is it related to Dingyuan Marquis Mansion?"
"It has nothing to do with Dingyuan Houfu. It's just a bit involved, so we need to sort it out bit by bit."
Song Shuwan stared at Pei Huan and didn't speak for a long time. Pei Huan's words were very contradictory, which made her feel a little certain that the Song family's case was related to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.
"Prince."
She called out.
Pei Huan raised his head slightly: "What's wrong?"
"I hope the final result will satisfy me."
Song Shuwan left these words and turned to leave.
Pei Huan stared at her figure and closed his eyes after a long time: "An San, go check that Forsythia."
An San left in response.
Silence returned to the room, and Pei Huan touched the stove. The expression in his eyes flashed, but did not change for a long time.
Three days passed in an instant, and Pei Huan's treatment also took effect.
Han Sanzhen tapped his hands and knees and asked, "Do you feel it?"
Pei Huan lowered his head, his usually calm expression now covered with surprise: "Yes, I feel it,"
Han Sanzhen nodded with satisfaction: "Move a little."
Pei Huan said nothing, but after a while, his legs moved slightly, and then he pressed the armrests of the wheelchair and tried to stand up little by little.
During this period, the people in the room even breathed lightly for fear of affecting Pei Huan's movements.
After a while, Pei Huan stood firmly.
An San cheered in surprise: "Great, the Crown Prince finally, finally stood up!"
The corners of Pei Huan's mouth raised slightly, and just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed. In the next moment, he fell backwards and fell heavily into the wheelchair.
The joy on An San's face suddenly disappeared: "Mr. Han, what's going on?"
Han Sanzhen glanced at him: "You don't look at how long he has been in a wheelchair, and you want to return to the same state as before when you see the effect? That's a magical trick."
After saying these words, Han Sanzhen left on crutches. When he came to the door, he turned back and gave instructions: "For the next five days, use the previous prescription for medicinal bath. Continue acupuncture, don't stop."
Song Shuwan nodded: "I understand."
After Han Sanzhen left, Song Shuwan walked to the wheelchair, carefully checked his legs, and said softly: "Sitting for too long will have a serious impact. The prince must move more these days."
Pei Huan had already regained his composure, and nodded gently after hearing this: "I know that I will trouble you in the past few days."
Song Shuwan smiled, chatted with Pei Huan for a few words, and then left.
Not long after, she appeared in front of Han Sanzhen.
"The poison in the prince's body has not been removed yet. If this continues, I am afraid it will cause the poison to attack, which will be detrimental to the prince."
Han Sanzhen was fiddling with several porcelain bottles and raised his head to look at her: "I, Han Sanzhen, never do anything that I am not sure of. Don't worry, the poison in his body will not affect subsequent treatment."
