As soon as these words came out, the seventh prince raised his eyes slightly, his eyes swept from Song Shuwan's neck, and then slowly moved away. The words in the capital were actually true.
The people in the imperial study did not notice his change, so the emperor asked: "Why do you say that?"
There was a faint smile on Song Shuwan's lips: "Before I entered the palace, I heard that the prescriptions in the hands of the Seventh Prince were used by the common people, and some people have been cured. Therefore, I believe that the Seventh Prince's prescription is more suitable."
The emperor nodded and asked again: "So you think you shouldn't come up with your prescription?"
Song Shuwan was neither humble nor arrogant: "I just think that the seventh prince's prescription is more suitable. I didn't say that I shouldn't come up with my prescription. Everyone has their own opinions on medical skills, and the prescriptions they use are naturally different. Everything is based on the people's choice."
host."
After hearing this, the emperor looked at the seventh prince: "Seventh, what do you think?"
The seventh prince looked respectful: "My son, I would like to obey my father's instructions."
At this point, the emperor made a decision in his mind: "In that case, you two will release all Fang Zi. In the words of Concubine Pei, everything is based on the people's choice."
The seventh prince lowered his head slightly: "Yes."
Song Shuwan and Pei Huan also saluted at the same time: "Yes!"
After a while, the three of them exited the imperial study and walked towards the palace gate.
At this moment, the Seventh Prince suddenly spoke: "I heard that Imperial Concubine Pei was injured earlier, but when I saw her today I found out that the injury was on her neck. I wonder how the Imperial Concubine's wound is?"
Before Song Shuwan could speak, Pei Huan answered: "Your Majesty, please take care of me. It's just a minor injury."
The Seventh Prince smiled, with some concern in his eyes: "A minor injury is fine. The Crown Princess has a great reputation in the capital right now, so she should pay more attention to her safety."
Song Shuwan was a little weird, but she didn't pay too much attention to it. She said lightly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
The seventh prince nodded, greeted Pei Huan and left.
Song Shuwan became more and more confused. When she saw him walking away, she asked: "Your Majesty, why are the seventh princes talking so incomprehensibly?"
Pei Huan said with some deep meaning: "Do you really think the seventh prince is talking incomprehensibly?"
Song Shuwan was silent, and her suspicious eyes swept across his face: "What does the prince mean by this?"
In the silence, Pei Huan smiled: "It's nothing. Let's go back to the Marquis Mansion. The prescription you gave me has been released. I guess the results will be available soon."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips and said nothing.
Time passed and two days passed. After much hesitation, the people in the capital finally divided into two groups. One group used the Seventh Prince's recipe, and the other used Song Shuwan's recipe.
It was also at this time that Song Shuwan returned to Cunshan Hall.
Ding Cun was squatting with his back to the door, muttering various prescriptions.
Song Shuwan couldn't see his face, but she found his intermittent words funny. After listening for a moment, she tapped Ding Cun's head.
Almost instantly, Ding Cun jumped up and turned around to face Song Shuwan. Her anger suddenly turned into joy: "Prince Concubine? When did you come back?"
"Just now, how about the past two days at Cunshan Hall?"
Song Shuwan said as she picked up the account book on the table.
At this time, a cry came: "The Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan turned around and saw Yue Hong coming in with two maids, so she put the account book back to its original place and greeted him: "Miss Yue came here to express gratitude to the Crown Prince. How has he been doing these past few days?"
Yue Hong pursed her lips slightly, and there was a bit of struggle in her eyes: "I am indeed here for brother Yu Xing, the imperial concubine. He used the seventh prince's prescription, but he did not recover. He is still unconscious."
The expression on Song Shuwan's face calmed down slightly: "The seventh prince's prescription is indeed aimed at the illness caused by the strange medicine, and it should not be ineffective."
Yue Hong clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes to the ground: "I also know that brother You Xing is indeed not cured. Concubine, can you go with Yue Hong and help Yue Hong take a look at brother You Xing's condition?"
Condition?"
Song Shuwan frowned slightly, but while her words of rejection were still in her mouth, she heard Yue Hong continue: "Brother You Xing has been brought back to Prince Yong's Mansion now. I only know that he has been unconscious. They never told me the specific situation. Princess Concubine
, I’m very worried, you must help me.”
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed slightly, "You said you want to find out the current situation of Prince Xie, right?"
Yue Hong nodded, his eyes red, and said sincerely: "Prince Concubine, please help me."
Song Shuwan looked at her without saying a word. As time passed, the atmosphere gradually became stagnant.
"Shi, Shizifei, why are you..."
Yue Hong wanted to speak, but halfway through her words she didn't know what to say and fell into silence.
"Miss Yue, has anyone ever said that you are very simple and naive? Can't you hide your thoughts?"
Yue Hong was stunned: "What does the Crown Princess mean by this?"
"You said that Prince Xie was unconscious, but you also said that the people in Prince Yong's Mansion did not let you know his condition. But if you really didn't know Prince Xie's condition, how could you say that he was unconscious?"
After saying these words, Yue Hong's eyes widened instantly: "I, I..."
Song Shuwan sighed: "Miss Yue, I don't know why you came here today, but with Prince Xie's condition, I won't go. Please leave, Miss Yue."
Yue Hong shook his head: "I don't..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ding Cun beside her couldn't bear it any longer and said in a rough voice: "You don't understand human language. If you are asked to leave, leave as soon as possible. Don't waste time here."
Yue Hong paused, glanced at Ding Cun, then at Song Shuwan, hesitated several times, and finally turned away.
Song Shuwan watched her go away, frowning slightly, could a daughter taught by Shangshu Mansion really be so innocent and simple?
and……
She looked out the door. The illness in Beijing was almost gone this time, but King Yong, who was found to be involved in the illness at the beginning, was still staying out of the matter. What on earth were Pei Huan and the emperor planning? Could it be that they were preparing to take it lightly?
Handle it with care?
Time passed and two days passed, the capital gradually returned to calm, and the conversation shifted from the strange illness to the Queen Mother's birthday banquet.
At this moment, a piece of news suddenly broke out, causing a huge uproar. The strange illness in the capital was not a disease, but a poison.
Someone took advantage of the fact that people in Beijing were prone to typhoid fever and deliberately put poison in the medicine. The main culprit has been captured and will be beheaded in public soon.
And the culprit is actually related to Prince Yong's Mansion.
"Oh my God, how could someone be so vicious and take advantage of Prince Yong's influence to cause chaos?"
"No, Prince Yong himself may be ruthless, but he is very kind to the people."
Just when the people were talking about it, Song Shuwan found Pei Huan, with a solemn look on her face: "I heard what Beijing said."
Pei Huan asked: "What do you think?"
"You said that the strange medicine is related to King Yong, but now it is someone from his house who bears the blame."
Song Shuwan walked towards Pei Huan step by step, with a bit of bitterness on her face: "Pei Huan, what deal did you make behind the scenes?"
Pei Huan was silent and said after a long time: "There is no deal."
