Song Shuwan replied with two words and motioned Baicao to guard the door: "Sit down, Mr. Chen."
When the words "Mr. Chen" came out, Shang Lun's expression changed instantly, but he quickly regained his composure: "This young man really loves to joke. My surname is Shang Minglun. You have mistaken the person."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Did I admit the wrong person, or do you dare not admit your betrayal?"
With just one sentence, Shang Lun, who was about to leave, stopped. He turned around, his expression changing constantly: "Who are you?"
Song Shuwan was asked repeatedly who she was, and a surge of anger arose from her heart: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is you..."
There was a "bang" and the closed door was kicked open. Song Shuwan looked at the man in a wheelchair outside and frowned. Why were Pei Huan and An Yi here?
In the silence, Shang Lun spoke: "How did Prince Pei come to this Hehuan Tower?"
Pei Huan's empty eyes swept across the room, so sharp that he seemed to be able to see Song Shuwan herself, but he quickly looked away: "Who are you?"
After asking these four words, Shang Lun's face instantly darkened, and he suppressed his temper and said, "I am Shang Lun, a disciple of Prince Yong's house."
"People from Prince Yong's Mansion?"
Pei Huan spoke slowly, and a coldness flashed across his face quickly: "Can a person who is addicted to Hehuan Tower also be a disciple of Prince Yong's Mansion?"
Shang Lun clenched his fingers: "The prince really loves to joke, personal preferences and abilities cannot be compared."
"Really? King Yong thinks so too?"
The room fell into silence again. As time passed, Shang Lun gritted his teeth and smiled slightly: "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to deal with. Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
After he finished speaking, he left, and Pei Huan had no intention of stopping him: "Push me in."
An Yi lowered his eyebrows and stepped forward. After a few moments, he closed the door and retreated to the outside.
Outside, Baicao and Feiyuan looked at each other, and neither of them said a word. They were bumped into by the Crown Prince on the spot, and they were probably going to be in trouble tonight.
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, picked up the cup at hand and took a sip. When she drank it, the spiciness of the wine calmed her mind a lot: "I didn't know that the prince would also come to Hehuan Tower."
Pei Huan said calmly: "You are coming, why can't I come?"
At this point, he sneered: "I remember I warned you not to contact Shang Lun at will. Since you agreed, why did you go back on your word?"
Song Shuwan glanced at him: "Did I go back on my word, or has the Crown Prince made no progress?"
"Song Shuwan."
Pei Huan called her name word by word: "I don't care what you are anxious about, but if you really want to reverse the case for the Song family, then suppress all your messy thoughts. This is the first time,
I hope this is the last time, if not, then you can investigate the Song family case alone."
After leaving his words, Pei Huan called An Yi.
Song Shuwan looked at the leaving wheelchair, took a deep breath, suddenly raised her hand, and smashed the cup in her hand.
Outside the door, worry flashed across Baicao and Feiyuan's eyes. Are the Crown Princess and the Crown Prince quarreling again?
Back at the Marquis, Song Shuwan was lying on the bed, covering her eyes with one hand, but in her mind was the scene of Shang Lun asking who she was. Over the past few years, her face had changed to the point where even Shang Lun could not recognize her.
Yet?
Also, why did Pei Huan run to Hehuan Building and bump into her.
She touched her cheek and suddenly heard a noise outside the door, followed by Baicao's question: "Prince Princess, are you asleep?"
Song Shuwan tilted her head: "No, what's wrong?"
While she was talking, she stood up and opened the door, and saw An Yi walking back and forth behind Baicao.
Their eyes met, Song Shuwan frowned: "What happened to Pei Huan?"
"Your Majesty, you are poisoned."
Song Shuwan was startled, then turned around and put on her outer robe and walked to Pei Huan's residence: "What's going on? Who poisoned me?"
"I don't know who poisoned him. As soon as he left Hehuan Tower tonight, the prince vomited blood. I asked other doctors to take a look and they said he was poisoned."
Song Shuwan stopped, stared at An Yi, and frowned: "Since other doctors have shown him, why are they looking for me?"
An paused for a moment: "This... the Crown Prince said he believes in you."
The wind blew around and lifted people's hair and sleeves. After a moment, Song Shuwan laughed inexplicably: "Really?"
Leaving two words behind, she quickly entered Pei Huan's room. After diagnosing his pulse, she frowned slightly. Then she looked at the man with his eyes closed tightly. Two golden needles were inserted to wake him up.
"Cough cough cough..."
Pei Huan covered his heart and coughed violently, and quickly brought tea to sooth his throat.
After a while, Pei Huan finally calmed down: "I was poisoned, right?"
Song Shuwan crossed her arms across her chest and didn't answer, just looking at him intently.
After a while, Pei Huan smiled: "You want to know why I went to Hehuan Tower."
There was doubt in his words, but his tone was very determined.
Song Shuwan didn't let him wait, and said directly: "Who are you going to see, right? You should have eaten something, otherwise you wouldn't have vomited blood."
Pei Huan slightly adjusted his sitting posture in a somewhat embarrassed manner: "Prince Ning invited me to come and see you. As for eating... I haven't touched a bite."
Song Shuwan frowned, and her suspicious eyes fell on An Yi, who nodded and gave an affirmative answer.
"Get out of the way, all of you, get out of the way. I want to see the crown prince, and you can't stop me!"
At this moment, a burst of noise came, breaking the silence in the room. Within a few moments, the noise reached the door, and Liu Mei appeared, looking at the people in the room, her eyes suddenly brightened.
"Your Majesty, I'm back, I..."
"Didn't I ask you to send her back to the border? Why did she come back?"
Pei Huan interrupted Liu Mei with questioning, his slightly lowered voice full of anger. His orders were no longer useful in the eyes of the people below?
An Yi was excited: "As for Prince Hui, I have not received any reply from the people below."
Song Shuwan's eyes turned slightly, looking at Liu Mei's suddenly pale face, with a flash of interest in her eyes. As a person who was sent away, how did Liu Mei come back?
Pei Huan's body felt cold and cold: "Get out!"
Liu Mei's figure swayed: "Your Majesty, you can't, you can't drive me away. I came back to give you a message. She is a liar. She is not at all. An Yi, what are you doing? Let me go, uh uh uh..."
An Yi covered her mouth and drove the person out without any delay.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan flicked her sleeves and said, "Your Majesty, please rest. You will be fine tomorrow."
As soon as these words came out, Pei Huan frowned: "I'm not in the middle..."
Before the word "poison" came out of his mouth, he opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Black blood splashed on the ground, causing people in the room to exclaim: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
"The Crown Princess, is the Crown Prince suffering from poison?"
Song Shuwan remained unmoved and said calmly: "It's just vomiting and blood stasis. I can't die."
