Song Shuwan took care of the wound and saw Pei Huan sitting not far away, her eyes darkened: "When does the prince plan to release Fang Zi?"
Pei Huan was holding a cup of tea and was sipping it slowly. Hearing this, his slightly hollow eyes fell on Song Shuwan's face.
"When do you want to release the prescription?"
Song Shuwan didn't expect that the question would come back to her. After a brief silence, she frowned and said, "Fang Zi is in the hands of the Crown Prince now, so naturally he listens to the Crown Prince."
Pei Huan nodded slightly and asked again: "Why do you think the people drove you away from the west of the city before?"
Song Shuwan frowned even more tightly. She was driven out of the west of the city because Zheng Yao stole her recipe and was afraid that she would take the credit, so he encouraged the people to cause chaos. It was obvious, and Pei Huan asked why. ?
After thinking about it, she expressed all these thoughts.
Pei Huan smiled, moved the tea cup to the side, took it secretly and put it on the table.
"On the surface, it seems that Zheng Yao is indeed afraid that you will take the credit, but don't you think that things were developing too fast at that time?"
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes slightly: "What the prince means is that there were people fishing in troubled waters in the crowd at that time? Who sent him? King Yong? The seventh prince?"
These two were the only people related to the strange medicine, and they were the only ones Song Shuwan could doubt.
Pei Huan said calmly: "These two people are highly suspicious, but that does not mean that others are not suspicious. Fishing in troubled waters requires fish to be fished in order to make people move."
Song Shuwan felt inexplicable: "Isn't it related to strange medicines..."
Wait, Song Shuwan suddenly reacted, paused mid-sentence, and uttered two words: "Prince Ning."
The goals of King Yong and the Seventh Prince were so big that she even forgot that there was another person involved in stealing the prescription - Zhong Rou.
There is indeed a problem with Zheng Yao's character, but it does not mean that he has regarded Fang Zi as his target from the beginning. There must be Zhong Rou's handiwork, and the person standing behind Zhong Rou is Prince Ning.
Song Shuwan thought about it and couldn't help but pinch her eyebrows: "Prince Ning is targeting the Crown Prince, right? He is afraid that I can solve the illness caused by the strange medicine and make the Crown Prince's reputation even better, right?"
A trace of satisfaction flashed in Pei Huan's eyes. Although Song Shuwan was a woman, her reaction speed was faster than that of ordinary men.
"Yes, but Prince Ning is nothing to worry about. Although he acts crazy, he also understands the seriousness and will not take the matter entirely to himself. Compared with him, the seventh prince is more worthy of worry."
Song Shuwan understood: "The seventh prince has the antidote to the strange medicine in his hands, but he has been hiding behind it without showing his face or making any noise. He must have a plan. The prince wants to wait for him to take out the antidote before releasing the prescription. To defuse his plan."
Pei Huan nodded: "That's right, but this is also thanks to you giving me the prescription. Miss Song, the people in Beijing should be grateful to you."
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips and did not comment on Pei Huan's words.
But secretly, she sighed. Originally, she was only angered by Zheng Chengshou, so she gave the recipe to Pei Huan, thinking that he would have a more appropriate time, but unexpectedly, an unexpected combination of circumstances gave him the confidence.
After putting her thoughts away, Song Shuwan put away the medicine on the table and checked Pei Huan's pulse: "The prince has recovered very well in recent days. In about half a month, this leg will be able to feel."
Pei Huan nodded, but his attention was not on his legs: "When will my eyes recover?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyes, her eyebrows slightly curved: "Your Majesty, do you want your eyes to recover first?"
Pei Huan had no words, but his meaning was very obvious.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan sighed: "I can understand what the Crown Prince is thinking, but the Crown Prince's eyes are more troublesome than his legs."
"What can I say?"
Song Shuwan looked at Pei Huan and told the reason why his eyes were blind: "On the surface, the prince's eyes were injured by poisonous powder, but in fact it was because of another kind of poison in the prince's body, and the two were entangled, causing the problem."
What it looks like today.”
At this point, Song Shuwan paused, and her tone became a little more complicated: "In fact, if the two toxins had not canceled each other out, the prince might not have been blind, but lost his life."
Pei Huan frowned: "According to what you said, I should still be grateful for this situation?"
Song Shuwan twitched the corner of her lips: "Seriously, the prince should be grateful, but if the prince wants his eyesight to be better, he has to extend his legs back."
Pei Huan said without hesitation: "Concentrate on your speech."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan said nothing more. That night, she adjusted Pei Huan's treatment to focus on his eyes.
The next day, Pei Huan sent someone to release the news, saying that Princess Pei was injured due to family matters in the Hou family and would not go out in the next few days.
The people who were already worried became more and more panicked.
"It's so good, how could the Crown Princess be injured?"
"The Crown Princess is injured, who will treat us?"
"Your Majesty, let's go and beg the Emperor..."
The chaos outside became more and more severe. As the person who gave useless prescriptions, Zheng Yao was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of many people. They felt that if Zheng Yao had not come forward, they would not have driven away the imperial concubine.
But the imperial doctor ordered Zheng Cheng to stay in the west of the city so that they did not dare to mess around.
In this strange atmosphere, the Seventh Prince stood up. He said that he had a prescription in his hand. He didn't come out before because he didn't know how effective the prescription was. Now, dozens of patients have been cured.
As soon as this news came out, the people in the capital were in an uproar, but within half an hour, another piece of news came out.
"The Crown Princess also took out the prescription."
With the seventh prince on one side and the crown prince on the other, the people were hesitant. Which side should they believe?
When news of the incident reached the palace, the emperor thought about it and announced the entry of the seventh prince into the palace: "I heard that you have a recipe in your hand?"
The seventh prince saluted: "If I go back to my father, there is indeed a prescription, and it is a prescription that has been used on some people."
The emperor looked at him intently: "How could I not know when you became interested in the art of Qihuang?"
The Seventh Prince had a calm face and said in a respectful tone: "My son just met a miracle doctor by chance. The miracle doctor couldn't bear the suffering of the people in the capital, so he thought about it for several days before he came up with the prescription."
"Is it?"
The emperor's tone was calm, and he opened a memorial in front of him before raising his eyes slightly: "Did you know that Princess Pei also took out the prescription?"
"I know it, but I feel that the people who have recovered are enough to prove that the miracle doctor's prescription is more suitable for the current situation in the capital."
The emperor nodded: "According to what you said, it is indeed true."
The seventh prince now smiled more: "So, my father wants to spread the recipe?"
"Not urgent."
The emperor looked at him condescendingly: "This matter will have to wait until the other two enter the palace."
At this moment, an announcement came from outside the imperial study room.
"Prince Pei, the concubine has an audience—"
The Seventh Prince's complexion changed slightly, but soon returned to normal. He smiled as he watched the two people entering.
"Wei ministers (ministers) see the emperor."
Song Shuwan and Pei Huan saluted, and then went to the side after the ceremony.
The emperor said: "Both of you have a recipe in your hands. Do you know who's recipe is more suitable for the current situation in the capital?"
There was silence in the imperial study, but Song Shuwan soon broke the silence.
"My wife believes that the Seventh Prince's is more suitable for the current situation in Beijing."
