Song Shuwan felt her heart sink. She looked at the dancer again. The latter already showed murderous intent. The silk in her hand turned into a sharp weapon. After shaking off Song Shuwan's hand, it wrapped around Pei Huan's neck.
At the same time, the dancers scattered around also gathered in the middle, the daggers in their hands flashed with cold light. Anyone who passed by and didn't have time to dodge was stabbed by them.
The smell of blood mixed with the smell of food and wine all around made me sick.
Song Shuwan snorted coldly, grabbed the silk cloth again, and kicked it out at the same time. The low table in front of her flew out, knocking over the dancer in front of her, and also stopped other dancers.
In the chaos, hundreds of officials ran out of Jingyun Palace, followed by panicked female relatives.
Song Shuwan frowned, her thin body blocked in front of Pei Huan, and with the golden needle she carried, she actually fought back and forth with the assassin several times, but within a few moments, Song Shuwan's strength weakened.
At the same time, the assassin also discovered her strong-willed nature: "She can't hold it anymore, kill them!"
Song Shuwan's eyes widened slightly, she looked at the assassins swarming up and shouted: "Get away."
At this time, a hand with distinct joints fell down and just wrapped her hand. It was Pei Huan.
"The Imperial Guard is coming."
Song Shuwan's pupils shrank, and an arrow suddenly flew past her eyes, inserted straight into the temple of a dancer, and came out from the other end, white mixed with red splashes, and landed all over the ground.
A group of forbidden troops rushed in and controlled the assassin very quickly. The leader of the forbidden troops, Jing Ming, appeared with a sword in his hand and full of evil aura.
"I am waiting for help to come too late. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
The emperor was protecting the Queen Mother. Hearing this, he glanced at Jing Ming and said, "Next time, all of your imperial army will be punished by me!"
"yes!"
Jingming saluted and left with the imperial guards and assassins, leaving the mess on the ground to be cleaned up by the palace maids.
After this incident, the emperor gave up the idea of continuing the banquet and waved all the officials and their female relatives to leave.
In the corner, Song Shuwan frowned slightly. She understood the behavior of taking the assassin down for interrogation, but it would be too...
At this time, a hand suddenly reached out, and the broad palm just covered her clasped hands. Song Shuwan looked down and frowned slightly.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Pei Huan slightly twitched his lips: "Put away all your questions and don't reveal them. The Emperor has a plan in mind."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan's face became serious and she no longer showed any changes in her emotions.
After a while, the emperor seemed to notice Pei Huan: "Are you injured?"
Pei Huanduan sat in a wheelchair and said in a very gentle tone: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. I am not injured."
"That's good. It's getting late, so you two can go back home first."
"yes."
Pei Huan saluted, Song Shuwan followed with a gentle blessing, and then pushed the wheelchair away.
Outside the palace, An Yi was sitting on the shaft of a carriage. When he saw the two people coming out, he immediately greeted them.
"Prince, Crown Princess, are you okay?"
Pei Huan didn't say anything, so Song Shuwan answered: "It's okay, let's go back home first."
Houfu, Qingfengyuan.
Song Shuwan poured a cup of tea and drank it carefully. Pei Huan listened carefully to the movement around her. He waited until she put down the tea cup before asking, "Are you thinking about tonight's banquet?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyes and smiled after a brief silence: "Why does the prince think that I am thinking about the banquet and not anything else?"
Pei Huan smiled and gestured to An An to pour a cup of tea and handed it to him: "You were silent all the way back from the palace. During the day, the medical clinic was targeted and you didn't take it seriously. Then all you can think about is
It's a matter in the palace, you think the emperor's behavior tonight is inappropriate, don't you?"
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips: "Your Majesty, I thought wrong this time. I was not thinking about the assassin at the palace banquet."
Song Shuwan was thinking about the princess she met at the palace banquet tonight. She didn't understand why the princess was so hostile to her even though it was their first meeting.
"Is it?"
Pei Huan took a sip of tea. His doubts were reflected in these two short words. He did not believe what Song Shuwan said.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan gave up the idea of explaining, and instead followed Pei Huan's words: "Your Majesty dismissed the ministers tonight because he must have made some guesses about the people behind the scenes. The prince thinks that there is someone hiding behind.
Will it be the one the emperor wants?"
Pei Huan stretched out his hand, took the tea cup secretly, and placed it on the table next to him.
"The person the Emperor is thinking of is not the person behind tonight's assassination."
Song Shuwan held her cheek with one hand and narrowed her eyes slightly, saying with such certainty that Pei Huan definitely knew something.
"Your Majesty, do you know who is behind the scenes?"
She asked, wanting to see if Pei Huan would explain it to her.
The next moment, Pei Huan spit out two words: "King Yong."
Song Shuwan's eyes widened slightly: "I thought the prince would say it was Prince Ning."
She remembered that Pei Huan said that King Ning had arranged for the dancer. Now that the dancer has a problem, the biggest suspect must be King Ning. How could it be transferred to King Yong?
Pei Huan said slowly: "Prince Yong has a grudge against me."
Song Shuwan: "..."
There was something strange in her expression, and she couldn't help but ask: "How many people in this capital does the prince have no enmity with?"
There was King Ning before, and now there is King Yong. It is difficult for Song Shuwan to wonder whether Pei Huan is making enemies everywhere in the capital. In other words, is there anyone in the capital they can trust?
Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair, pondered for a moment and replied: "Wen Mansion, no hatred."
Song Shuwan was still waiting for Pei Huan to continue speaking, but Pei Huan lost his voice after saying four words, and she was immediately stunned.
She asked in a difficult tone: "Apart from Wen Mansion, is there nothing else?"
Pei Huan said nothing, his empty eyes fell on Song Shuwan's face, and then froze.
Song Shuwan's lips twitched uncontrollably, and she held her forehead for a long time: "Your Majesty, I need some time to calm down."
She originally thought that Pei Huan was the most suitable person to help her get revenge, but she didn't expect that he would hide such a thing secretly. No wonder the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital changed so quickly after Pei Huan's accident.
The sound of the wheelchair walking on the bluestone pavement faded away, and Song Shuwan sighed. She didn't delve into this matter in detail. She and Pei Huan were already on the same page, so there was no point in thinking about it so much.
Time passed by half a month, and as April approached, a heavy snowfall suddenly fell in the capital. The sudden change in the situation caused many people to suffer from frostbite. For a time, various medical clinics were crowded with people, and even the threshold of Cunshan Hall was almost closed.
Trampled by the patient.
At noon, Song Shuwan took the medicine for the last patient, finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned her eyes slightly, saw Ding Cun slumped on the ground, and immediately reminded him to get up.
"The ground is cold, don't let yourself get sick from the cold."
Ding Cun sighed and got up from the ground: "Prince Princess, I'm so tired."
Song Ren walked by with the account book and kicked him when he heard this: "The Crown Princess is more tired than you, don't sit still, get up quickly, new medicinal materials will be delivered soon, you have to take a closer look at the situation.
"
"I know, I know."
Ding Cun muttered while getting up. As soon as he stood still, a question came from outside the door: "Excuse me, is the doctor here?"
