Song Shuwan frowned: "Mr. Han, are you sure it will not affect subsequent treatment?"
Han Sanzhen sighed and pushed the porcelain bottle aside: "Are you doubting me?"
Their eyes met, and after a brief silence, Song Shuwan turned her head slightly: "I don't doubt you, but the prince's safety is related to the peace of the border, and I dare not be careless."
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him. You hold these two porcelain bottles. Instead of worrying about him, you might as well think about yourself. There are two kinds of poison in your body. Once it relapses, you will be more dangerous than him.
"
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and took the porcelain bottle, tightening her fingers slightly: "If it can't be done, it's okay if the poison in my body is not detoxified. Mr. Han, what I want now is the innocence of the Song family."
Han Sanzhen's eyes darkened, and disapproval flashed through his cloudy eyes, but he didn't say anything and just waved his hand for Song Shuwan to leave.
"I don't care what you want. Now that you and Pei Huan are both my patients, you have to do as I say. Go back and rest. Take good care of your health recently and don't affect my arrangements."
"Got it."
Song Shuwan looked deeply at Han Sanzhen, turned around and went back to the room. Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat down, Wen Yixiu came to visit.
"Master Wen, please sit down. I wonder why Mr. Wen came to see me today?"
Wen Yixiu's face was still a little pale. When he heard the question, he slightly twitched the corners of his mouth. He was so surprised that he also had a sense of brokenness, which made people look over unconsciously.
He said: "I want to ask about the prince's condition. I heard that the prince's concubine and Han Langzhong have been treating the prince's legs. I guess the results have been obtained by now, right?"
Wen Yixiu has a very beautiful face.
Song Shuwan sighed and lowered her eyes slightly: "There are indeed some results, but..."
She frowned, with a look of embarrassment on her face, as if she didn't know whether she should say anything or not.
Wen Yixiu's eyes flashed and he asked: "Nothing? But we encountered a problem?"
Song Shuwan sighed: "We have indeed encountered some problems. The prince has been fighting endlessly in the past, which has affected the foundation of the body. So now, no matter how good the medicine is, the recovery speed is very slow."
Wen Yixiu raised his eyebrows: "The slow recovery speed does not mean that there is no recovery, so the prince's legs can already walk?"
Song Shuwan shook her head: "I haven't reached the point where I can walk, but I can still feel the pain."
"You can already feel the pain. Does that mean his leg can fully recover? How long will it take?"
Wen Yixiu was very surprised and asked two questions in a row.
Song Shuwan continued to shake her head: "To be honest, I'm not sure whether the prince's leg can be completely restored. His condition is very complicated."
At this point, neither Song Shuwan nor Wen Yixiu continued talking. The two chatted and soon changed the topic to outside Ningyuan City.
"Earlier, Mr. Wen was seriously injured when he went outside the city, which caused the city to suspend the idea of testing. It was just that the army's food and grass were burned. If it continues like this, it is not an option. Does Mr. Wen have a solution?"
Wen Yixiu rubbed his fingers: "The burning of food and grass in the army is a big deal, but the people outside the city are indeed powerful. If we want to solve the problem of burning food and grass, we can only shift the target."
"Move the target?"
Song Shuwan repeated his words, suspicion flashed in her eyes: "How do you say this?"
"By joining forces with me, this goal will naturally be transferred."
At this moment, a soft female voice fell.
Song Shuwan looked at the silver masked woman who suddenly appeared by the window, her face suddenly changed: "Forsythia? How did you get in?"
Forsythia tilted her head: "Of course she walked in. Why does the Crown Princess look like this? Could it be that she doesn't want to see Forsythia?"
The two people's eyes met. Song Shuwan couldn't see clearly the expression on Forsythia's face, but she inexplicably saw a little narrowness and danger in her eyes.
Time passed and Song Shuwan tilted her head: "Miss Forsythia was joking, I was just too shocked..."
Before the word "surprise" could be said, Forsythia arrived in front of Song Shuwan. The distance between the two was so close that even their breathing seemed to be entangled.
"Get away!"
Wen Yixiu suddenly scolded, a strong wind passed by, and a slender black shadow forced Forsythia back.
The next moment, Forsythia raised her hand, and there was a small, slender flying knife on her fingertips. It was only as long as a knuckle, but its entire body shone with a faint blue light, making it obvious that it was ominous at a glance.
Forsythia looked at the little flying knife and said faintly: "Young Master Wen is really cruel and ruthless, and he doesn't know how to show mercy to women."
Wen Yixiu said coldly: "Wen doesn't dare to be soft on people like you. Please leave this place, otherwise Wen will call someone."
Forsythia sighed: "Didn't I almost kill you? Mr. Wen is so good-looking, so he dares to be more generous."
Wen Yixiu spit out one word: "Get out."
Forsythia wanted to speak again, but Wen Yixiu called someone directly.
Seeing a group of secret guards rushing into the house, Forsythia decisively threw away the small throwing knife in her hand and ran towards the window. However, the next moment, another group of people appeared, blocking her way out.
Seeing this, Forsythia retreated into the house: "Master Wen, what are you doing? The slave is just an ordinary and weak woman, why should he treat the slave like this?"
Song Shuwan, who had been speechless, nodded, glanced at Forsythia again before leaving, and then left quickly.
In the yard, Pei Huan was sitting in a wheelchair, his calm face tinged with anger. When he saw Song Shuwan coming out, his expression softened.
"You're not hurt?"
Song Shuwan shook her head: "No, she didn't have time to do anything."
While she was talking, she came to Pei Huan, thought about it, and finally asked her doubts.
"Does Your Majesty know that Forsythia is coming today?"
"I don't know, but I have been on guard. As long as she appears, she will be discovered by the secret guards."
I see.
Song Shuwan lowered her head, hiding all the changing thoughts in her eyes.
After a while, Wen Yixiu came out of the house and said angrily: "We can't keep that forsythia."
Pei Huan hummed: "You don't need to tell me, I won't keep her."
The two people's back and forth determines a person's life and death.
Song Shuwan listened, her heart a little heavy, but she didn't say anything. Listening to the conversation between Forsythia and Wen Yixiu, she could conclude that Forsythia was the one who intercepted and killed people outside Ningyuan City who went out to seek help. Such people would never be able to atone for their sins even if they died.
.
But she couldn't understand why Forsythia wanted to cut off Ning Yuancheng's request for help from the outside world.
After a while, Forsythia was pressed out by the secret guards. Song Shuwan watched her walking past and asked, "Why did you intercept and kill the people in Ning Yuancheng who were asking for help?"
Forsythia stopped and turned her head slightly: "Why do you think I wanted to intercept and kill those people?"
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and walked slowly to Forsythia: "If I knew, I wouldn't ask you."
After saying this, she reached out to Forsythia's face. Song Shuwan wanted to take off the mask on Forsythia's face, but before she could touch it, Pei Huan stopped her.
