Song Shuwan fell to the ground, and Pei Huan's angry voice filled her ears. She wanted to speak, but severe pain came from her heart to her shoulders, but Song Shuwan couldn't help but want to curl up.
A group of secret guards rushed out to capture the assassin, and the peace in the entire government office disappeared in an instant.
Baicao took back her steps and said, "Prince Concubine, how are you doing, Crown Princess?"
Song Shuwan opened her mouth: "Stop, stop the bleeding..."
She exhaled like silk, Baicao reacted, quickly opened Fei Yuan, and then took out the wound medicine she had brought with her.
Song Shuwan looked to the side. The severe pain from the wound and the pain caused by the medicine caused her eyes to suddenly turn black and she lost consciousness instantly.
When she woke up, the room was already dark. The severe pain from her heart to her shoulder made Song Shuwan paralyzed on the bed and she didn't dare to move at all. She just wondered why there was no one in the room?
Just as I was thinking about it, the door creaked open.
Song Shuwan tried her best to turn her head when she heard the sound, and saw Baicao stepping into the house carrying a medicine bowl.
The two people's eyes met, Baicao's face showed surprise, and he arrived at the bedside in three steps: "Prince Concubine, are you awake? Do you want to drink water? Or should you drink medicine first?"
Song Shuwan blinked and signaled Baicao to drink the medicine first.
Soon, Baicao took away the medicine bowl and put the person down carefully: "Prince Concubine, please wait a moment. I will go find the Crown Prince right now."
Song Shuwan closed her eyes. She really didn't have the strength to call Baicao.
The door opened and closed, but for a moment, the sound of wooden wheels scraping across the ground was heard.
"How does it feel?"
Hearing the man's indifferent inquiry, Song Shuwan opened her eyes and barely uttered two words: "It's okay."
Pei Huan frowned: "Are you still reluctant to speak? In that case, I won't talk to you anymore."
Song Shuwan: "..."
Since you didn't say anything, why did you come here all the time?
After a moment, she closed her eyes again, she had no strength again.
Seeing this, Baicao from behind reminded in a low voice: "The Crown Princess has closed her eyes again."
Pei Huan nodded: "Let's go."
The sound of the wheelchair rolling faded away. Song Shuwan heard the sound of the door closing, and her brows furrowed unconsciously. Suddenly, the arrow that hurt her appeared. Who released it? Moreover, her wound hurt abnormally. Could it be that she was poisoned?
?
With all kinds of thoughts surging, Song Shuwan lost consciousness again. It took her two full days to recover from her injury.
Only then did she have time to ask about Fei Yuan.
"Prince Princess, please rest assured that Fei Yuan's injury was treated very quickly and did not cause any impact."
Song Shuwan looked at Baicao intently. She wanted to speak several times, but she suppressed the words that came to her lips. She was not stupid. The arrow was still able to penetrate the bodies of two people when Fei Yuan blocked most of its power.
Kite's injuries will only become more serious.
In other words, is Fei Yuan still alive?
"Baicao."
"My slave is here."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes: "Is Fei Yuan still alive?"
Baicao's body trembled, and a very forced smile appeared on his face: "What is the Crown Princess talking about? Of course Fei Yuan is still alive. The power of the arrow is indeed great, but it will not kill Fei Yuan."
Song Shuwan said: "In that case, I want to see Fei Yuan."
Baicao was stunned: "Fei Yuan, Fei Yuan is still recovering from his injuries."
"I can go over and see her."
Song Shuwan was determined to find out Fei Yuan's situation, but Baicao tried to stop her several times without success. When she was in trouble, Pei Huan entered the house in a wheelchair.
He had already heard the words about the stalemate, so he entered the room and said: "Fei Yuan is indeed still alive."
Song Shuwan's eyes fell on him, and her fingers tightened slightly: "Really still alive?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "It won't take long for your injury to go to the ground. Then you can go look for Feiyuan. It will be easy to determine whether it is true or false. Under such circumstances, why should I lie to you about this matter?"
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, it was indeed the case.
She put her thoughts away, adjusted her posture slightly, and then asked Pei Huan about the purpose of his trip.
Pei Huan said calmly: "The assassin was not caught, but the secret guard found something related to the assassin."
Song Shuwan tilted her head slightly. For some reason, she felt that Pei Huan's words were very complicated. It seemed that there was something unspeakable hidden in them. Was it related to the person behind the assassin?
Is it possible that the person who sent the assassin has something to do with her?
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan said generously: "Your Majesty, I found out something. That's what I said."
"They are Prince Ning's people."
With just one sentence, the room fell into silence. Song Shuwan's fingers on the quilt tightened suddenly. It turned out to be an assassin sent by King Ning. He was in the capital, why did he reach out to Mingzhou City?
With this in mind, Song Shuwan directly expressed her doubts.
Pei Huan straightened his sleeves and said slowly: "Tang Cheng is from King Yong, but Han Rongzhang is from King Ning."
Song Shuwan choked. She already knew the former from Pei Huan's mouth, but she really didn't expect that Han Rongzhang would be King Ning's man. No wonder Pei Huan said he would wait until the next day. What he was waiting for was not King Yong's men at all.
But they are the subordinates of Prince Ning.
I have seen people hiding things, but I have never seen people like Pei Huan, who would tell half of the truth and hide half of it when it happened.
After a long time, Song Shuwan said quietly: "Has anyone ever said that the Crown Prince is very annoying?"
Pei Huan held his head with one hand. Perhaps Song Shuwan's recovery put him in a good mood. When he heard this question, he actually started to joke.
"It's mediocre not to make people jealous. With my ability, I won't make people jealous. At most, there will be many people who want to kill me."
Song Shuwan: "..."
Should I say he is worthy of being the God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty? He is quite self-aware.
Sighing secretly, Song Shuwan brought the topic back to Prince Ning's assassins: "The assassins sent by Prince Ning probably don't want my life."
When these words came out, Pei Huan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you sure?"
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and nodded slightly after a long time: "I am sure that the arrow was very powerful. Even if it was blocked by the flying kite, it penetrated my body. If the assassin really wanted my life, I would not be alive.
of."
After thinking for a while, she added: "Even if I survive, Fei Yuan will die."
Pei Huan remained silent and slowly leaned on the back of the wheelchair. It was clear that his eyes could not see anything clearly, but Song Shuwan suddenly had the idea that she had been seen through.
Well, she didn't think anything, even if she was seen through, it wouldn't affect her.
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan tilted her head slightly: "The prince has a different view on my words?"
Pei Huan maintained his movements and slowly uttered two words: "No."
Song Shuwan knew that this answer was wrong, but she did not pursue the matter. Instead, she changed her tone and asked about the current situation in Mingzhou City.
Pei Huan said: "Most of the officials in the city were taken down by me. Tang Cheng and Han Rongzhang were sent to the capital. After the dam is built and the refugees are resettled, we can return to the capital."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, and a smile appeared on her face: "In that case, I will wait for the day when the prince informs him to return to Beijing."