The room fell into silence. Song Shuwan thought for a moment and raised her hand to open the door.
"Squeak——"
The sound of the door opening attracted everyone in the room, and Song Shuwan stepped into the room: "Before you deal with the people, the prince should take this pill first."
Pei Huan nodded, took the pill and put it into his mouth without any hesitation in his behavior.
Song Shuwan's eyes moved slightly, recalling the previous scene on the carriage in her mind. When the carriage was knocked over, Pei Huan did not take care of himself, but leaned forward to protect her.
As the world was spinning, she was well protected by Pei Huan, but Pei Huan himself was injured and fell into a coma. Unexpectedly, after receiving the medicine she gave him, Pei Huan also took it without saying a word. It was really...
After collecting her thoughts, Song Shuwan looked away and looked at Liu Mei. Before she could say anything, Pei Huan on the bed suddenly groaned and fell back.
"Your Majesty!"
The secret guard in the room was startled and was about to step forward when Song Shuwan raised her hand to stop him: "Don't touch him. He will be fine after the effect of the medicine wears off."
Several secret guards exchanged glances, but none of them dared to step forward. They only stood to one side and watched nervously.
When it was time to drink some tea, Pei Huan calmed down and placed a hand above his eyes: "What are the pills you gave me?"
Song Shuwan raised her chin: "Is it too late for the prince to ask now?"
Pei Huan was silent, and suddenly realized that he had no guard against Song Shuwan.
At this moment, Liu Mei trembled and said: "Is there something wrong with the imperial concubine's medicine?"
As soon as she spoke, Song Shuwan's eyes immediately fell on her: "Why, you want to cause problems with my medicine? Liu Mei, the previous accounts haven't been settled yet, and you want to sow discord here?"
Liu Mei bit her lip and looked up with a pitiful look: "The Crown Princess's words are serious, Liu Mei just feels..."
With a "pop" sound, Song Shuwan interrupted her words with a slap in the face, and said in a cold tone: "It's useless for you to pretend to be innocent and pitiful in front of me. I'll remember the medicine you took twice."
After saying this, she looked at Pei Huan: "If the prince still wants to protect her, then if there is a problem next time, I will not treat the prince again."
If Song Shuwan's words of "living in bed forever" when she left before were words of anger, then her words now are serious, because she can't control Liu Mei at all, and she can't guarantee what Liu Mei can do in the future, so
It can only fundamentally stop the harm.
Either the willow eyebrow disappears completely, or she dies.
In the silence, Pei Huan said solemnly: "I will give you an explanation for this matter."
Song Shuwan looked deeply at Pei Huan: "I hope the prince can do what he says."
Back in the room, Song Shuwan sat alone for a long time, then suddenly stood up: "Baicao, come with me to the Imperial Hospital."
"yes!"
That night, An Er and Liu Mei were forced out of the Hou Mansion and their whereabouts are unknown.
The next day, Song Shuwan changed Fei Yuan's wound medicine and was about to leave the house with Baicao. When she arrived at the entrance of the hospital, she was stopped by Pei Huan.
"An Yi was injured and hasn't woken up yet. Can you go and have a look?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows, remembering the medical books she read at the Imperial Hospital yesterday, and nodded: "Of course it's okay. I'll have something to tell the prince after I see An Yi."
After a while, Song Shuwan looked at her secretly and turned around to see Pei Huanzheng staring at her without blinking. She couldn't help but ask: "What is the prince looking at?"
Pei Huan's tone was indifferent: "I can't see. By the way, you mentioned something to tell me earlier, but I don't know what it is?"
Song Shuwan smiled, walked to him and stood in front of him: "Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the Soul Flower?"
"Soul flower?"
Pei Huan repeated, frowning slightly: "What is that?"
"A very strange and rare flower in Tatar territory. It is said that it only blooms for half an hour. Once the flowers fade, it is highly poisonous. However, picking it when it is in full bloom is extremely beneficial to the body's recovery."
When strange medicines were plundered in Beijing, Song Shuwan read a lot of medical books, and some of them mentioned the existence of soul flowers, but she didn't care about it at the time. The first reason was that soul flowers were rare, and the second reason was that no one could
used.
But Pei Huan's body was tortured by Liu Mei one after another. Song Shuwan was concerned about his body and did not dare to use many medicines. When she was thinking about it yesterday, she suddenly thought of the soul flower. If Pei Huan used the soul flower to nourish his body, would she
Can you do whatever you want?
In order to determine the specific situation of the Soul Flower, she made a special trip to the Imperial Hospital. After thinking about it for a while, she became interested in another possibility. Would the Soul Flower have any effect on Pei Huan's eyes and legs?
Song Shuwan said all this again, and Pei Huan fell into thinking and raised his eyes after a long time: "If it is according to what you said, this soul flower can indeed be found, but the Tatars are one month away from the Zhou Dynasty, so they took the soul flower.
It will take a long time to send it back, but..."
Song Shuwan was slightly startled, then suddenly remembered the emperor's eagerness after learning that Pei Huan's legs and eyes could be cured. She frowned: "But there's not enough time? The emperor asked me if I could cure the prince in three months, but three months
What will happen in a few months?"
Pei Huan was silent for a while, then sighed: "It's nothing, just do it your way, don't worry about anything else. As for the Soul Flower, I will send someone to find it."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and wanted to ask, but Pei Huan had already tilted his head, as if he didn't want to say more.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan stopped asking further questions and sat for a while before going to Cunshan Hall.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the carriage arrived at Zhuque Street, it was stopped by someone. A clear male voice asked: "The person in the carriage is the Princess Pei of the Marquis?"
Song Shuwan frowned slightly, then heard Baicao reply: "The person sitting in the carriage is the Crown Princess Pei. Who are you? What do you want to do with my Crown Princess?"
The male voice replied: "My master is ill and I would like to ask the Crown Princess to take a look at him."
Baicao said: "Cunshan Hall is right in front. If your master really wants to seek medical treatment, then he will just go to Cunshan Hall. Why are you blocking the carriage halfway here?"
After a while, Song Shuwan saw the man who spoke and the mistress he mentioned, a petite woman wearing a white gauze hat and a red cloak.
"Your Majesty, you are so polite. Recently, I have been feeling tight in my chest, very uncomfortable, and occasionally I can't breathe."
Song Shuwan couldn't see her face clearly through the cloak, but her delicate and soft voice made her very fond of her. She should be a woman who had been pampered and grown up.
"Can the hat on the lady's head be removed?"
As she asked, she gestured to the woman to give her her wrist, and she heard the woman say: "I'm sorry, I'm not suitable for showing my face."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan didn't say much, but after placing her hand on the pulse, she frowned: "Miss, you are born with a heart disease."