"There is something wrong with the mask on her face, don't touch it."
Song Shuwan paused. Her fingertips were just a hair away from the silver mask on Forsythia's face. After a few moments, she retracted her hand and took two steps back without saying a word.
Seeing this, Forsythia blinked: "It seems that the Crown Princess is not very courageous."
Song Shuwan said lightly: "A person's courage is not judged by his behavior. Take him away."
The secret guard pushed Forsythia away and soon disappeared around the corner.
Song Shuwan turned around, hesitated for a moment, but did not speak.
Pei Huan pretended not to see him, chatted casually and left.
Not long after, Baicao appeared in front of Song Shuwan: "The prince said that the secret guard had captured the person and the slave's innocence had been proven, so he released the slave back."
Song Shuwan nodded: "The secret guard did catch someone. You have been wronged these days. Go wash up first and have a good rest before coming to my place."
"yes."
Baicao gave a gentle blessing and stepped back respectfully.
The next day, when Song Shuwan was giving Pei Huan acupuncture, she heard the man say: "Tomorrow, I will send Bowen to Anyuan City."
Song Shuwan dropped the needle calmly and said in a calm tone: "Can Lin Yujun hold on until Mr. Wen comes back?"
"Early this morning, a group of people brought food and grass into the city. Although it's not much, it can last for another half month."
Song Shuwan was stunned: "Are you from the Crown Prince?"
Pei Huan shook his head: "It's the merchant who left earlier."
Song Shuwan became more and more stunned. The merchants in Ningyuan City were almost "squeezed" by Pei Huan. How could a group of merchants turn around?
She didn't hide her doubts and asked directly.
Pei Huan was dumbfounded: "I am indeed cruel to merchants, but not to the extent of being exploited, right?"
Song Shuwan coughed lightly: "You have made all those merchants leave."
The behavior of the merchants is there, and it doesn't look fake at all.
Pei Huan smiled and shook his head: "In winter, I am indeed strict with merchants, but I am also very strict with merchants who have evil intentions. Those who really know each other and are kind-hearted will benefit them a lot."
Song Shuwan expressed doubts, but she was busy administering acupuncture and did not continue the topic.
Half an hour later, she took off the golden needle and asked Pei Huan to soak it for a while to see how it went: "The prince's leg is mainly recovering at the moment. In the afternoon, try your best to use your leg. No matter how painful it is, you must stretch it."
Pei Huan laughed: "Don't worry, I won't be afraid of that little pain."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "Really? Then I will wait for the prince to recover as soon as possible."
Lin Yujun's tense situation was suppressed, and Song Shuwan devoted herself to treatment. Five days later, she supported Pei Huan and watched him move his feet little by little. The joy in her eyes could no longer be concealed.
"Quickly, go and invite Mr. Han."
As soon as Song Shuwan finished speaking, the sound of a cane tapping on the ground was heard outside the door.
After a while, Han Sanzhen entered the room. After looking around for a while, satisfaction flashed on his face: "Not bad, you can recover well."
After a pause, he asked Song Shuwan: "Do you have any ideas about future treatment?"
Song Shuwan was silent for a moment and then said: "I want the prince to continue taking medicinal baths, but the acupuncture can be changed to once every other day."
Han Sanzhen raised his eyebrows: "Are you thinking of giving heavy medicine?"
It seemed like a question, but his words were full of determination.
Song Shuwan glanced at Pei Huan, with some hesitation in her expression: "Your Majesty, I..."
Pei Huan smiled slightly: "As long as I can recover, I don't mind if you give me heavy medicine."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan immediately nodded and said to Han Sanzhen: "Yes, I want to give heavy medicine. The prince's leg has been unblocked. After that, he can recover as before only with medicinal bath and some auxiliary methods. But
We don’t have enough time now, so if we want to speed up, we still need to take some heavy medicine.”
Han Sanzhen nodded: "Since you know what you're doing, go ahead and follow your plan, but you have to calculate the dose accurately and don't make mistakes because you're anxious."
As soon as these words came out, Song Shuwan's heart skipped a beat, and she understood the meaning of Han Sanzhen's words.
"Mr. Han is not going to intervene in the treatment anymore?"
Han Sanzhen nodded: "His treatment is at the end. I don't need to intervene anymore. But you, the poison on your body is more troublesome, so you need to be more careful."
Song Shu was about to say something but stopped, and sighed after a while.
"I know it, and I will take it seriously."
Han Sanzhen said nothing, glanced at Pei Huan, and left.
That night, Song Shuwan carefully considered the recipe, adjusted the medicinal bath recipe for Pei Huan, and then handed the recipe to An San.
"After preparing the medicine above, be sure to follow the dosage."
An San glanced at Fang Zi and asked in a low voice: "Prince Princess, are the medicinal materials on this very important?"
Song Shuwan tilted her head: "Do you think it's important to treat your eldest son's leg?"
An San touched his nose and realized that he had asked nonsense, so he quickly put away the prescription and left.
The next moment, Baicao and Fei Yuan entered the room together. Both of them looked ugly, especially Fei Yuan, who looked like he was going to fight someone.
Song Shuwan looked at the two of them and frowned slightly: "What happened to you?"
Baicao pursed her lips, lowered her head and said nothing.
Fei Yuan glanced at her and snorted coldly: "Prince Concubine, I want to hit someone."
Song Shuwan was a little stunned, and then she became amused: "Don't you always do it directly? Why are you still talking to me today?"
Fei Yuan said in frustration: "Those people can fight, but this time, it's different."
"no the same?"
Song Shuwan's interest was piqued and she asked: "Why is it different?"
"This slave wants to beat that King Yong!"
Fei Yuan clenched her fingers and said "hit", but her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Song Shuwan looked at it and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "Tell me, what happened?"
Fei Yuan gritted his teeth and said: "An hour ago, King Yong led people directly into the prison and took Forsythia away."
"What?"
Song Shuwan's expression suddenly changed and she stood up quickly: "Does the Crown Prince know about this?"
Fei Yuan pouted: "The prince knows that in fact, it was only when the prince let go that King Yong led people into the prison."
The more she spoke, the angrier she became. She made a fist with her right hand and hit the palm of her left hand hard: "I don't understand. That Forsythia first intercepted and killed Ning Yuancheng's people, and then did harm to the Crown Princess. Why did the Crown Prince let her go?"
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, turned her thoughts, and discovered another problem.
"How do you two know that King Yong led people into the prison? And from your words, it seems that you saw it with your own eyes?"
Silence fell in the room.
After a while, Fei Yuan whispered: "The prince asked the two servants to go to the prison to watch Forsythia."
Song Shuwan: "..."
What does Pei Huan mean by doing these things?
She thought hard and couldn't get any results, so she simply took Baicao and Feiyuan to look for Pei Huan.
When Pei Huan heard her purpose, a faint smile flashed in his eyes: "Forsythia can't die, but I can't keep her locked up forever, so I can only let her go with the help of King Yong."
Song Shuwan frowned: "I don't understand, what is the meaning of the prince doing this?"
