Back at the Hou Mansion, Song Shuwan thought of the appearance of the little princess before, and frowned slightly: "Your Majesty."
"If you want to mention the little princess, then I advise you not to speak."
Song Shuwan paused. The man's voice was very cold, as if there was no emotion at all. Was he affected by the little princess?
Thoughts flashed through her mind. Song Shuwan's eyes froze and she looked at Pei Huan intently, suddenly not knowing what to say.
In the silence, Pei Huan tilted his head slightly and explained: "I'm not angry, I'm just thinking that if you meet the little princess today, I'm afraid the capital will start talking nonsense again, which will affect your reputation."
Song Shuwan clenched her fingers slightly and smiled when she heard this: "Hasn't my reputation been affected by her? Why should I care about this second time? I just thought that the little princess is very passionate about the prince."
"Love forever?"
Pei Huan repeated her words, with a cold look in his eyes: "I'm afraid it's not that we are deeply in love, but that we are unwilling to do so."
Song Shuwan was stunned: "You are not willing to give in? What does the prince mean by this?"
Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair and asked instead of answering: "What do you think of the little princess's character?"
Song Shuwan was silent and said after a long time: "The little princess is very ruthless, and she does things very casually. She only talks about what makes her happy."
Song Shuwan didn't know what was going on with Zhen Yuan, but she was sure of her situation. The little princess took action against her without any hesitation, causing her to lose her reputation without knowing anything about it.
"Yes, I only say that I am happy." Pei Huan sighed, "So how can such a person be so devoted to me?"
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes. Pei Huan didn't believe that the little princess was passionately devoted to him, but she believed that if a woman didn't really love her, how could she use such means to target a stranger?
But this was her idea and there was no need to mention it to Pei Huan.
"Let me check the prince's pulse. The prince has been taking medicine recently, so the feeling in his legs must have become more and more obvious."
Pei Huan stretched out his hand: "It is indeed obvious, but I have tried and still can't stand up."
Song Shuwan put her hand on his wrist and tilted her head slightly when she heard the words: "The medicine now is just to stimulate the prince's body. If he wants to recover, he will need acupuncture in the follow-up, but..."
She paused here and her eyes fell on the man's face. After a pause, she continued: "The prince's leg has been crippled for some time. Even if it is cured, he still has to stand up again."
After a lot of effort, if the prince doesn’t want to cause trouble later, he can consider moving his legs now.”
Pei Huan understood: "Try to use force, right?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "That's exactly it."
After finishing speaking, she took back her hand, with a hint of smile in her eyes: "The prince's body has recovered well, I can consider changing the medicine."
Pei Huan's mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Consider changing the dressing?"
Song Shuwan nodded subconsciously, and then remembered that Pei Huan could not see, and immediately explained: "If the prince's body wants to recover in the shortest time, it must keep changing the medicine. If it is feasible, I hope the prince can find more soul flowers.
The prince’s treatment will be more helpful.”
"I understand, and I will send someone to find it later, but is this soul flower really so beneficial to my body?"
"The benefits of the soul flower are much greater than the prince thought."
Song Shuwan held her cheek with one hand and said in a half-joking tone: "If it weren't for the scarcity of soul flowers, I would have tried to grow them myself. Unfortunately, the soul flowers are rare and precious, and I cannot allow this attempt."
Pei Huan was speechless, but his face looked more thoughtful.
That afternoon, what happened in Mingyin Tower spread throughout the capital. Some people were shocked by Zhen Yuan, including Hu Lai, while others were distressed for the little princess.
"Then how could the prince treat the little princess like this? He used to be the God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty and just ignored the little princess. But now he is just a cripple. How dare he let down the little princess's sincerity?"
"Exactly, he doesn't even look at what's going on with him now. He really doesn't know what's good and what's good!"
"What do you mean by this? The prince is indeed disabled now, but doesn't this prove that he has no intention of the little princess? You wait here and touch your upper and lower lips. You dare to say anything, but you have forgotten who is keeping the peace in Dazhou.
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The people discussed and got angry, so they started to take action, and ended up injuring many people. When the story spread, the emperor was furious and ordered the garrison in the capital to increase the number of patrols. For a time, the entire capital fell into deathly silence.
In this atmosphere, the emperor's preparation to leave Beijing for summer vacation was also brought to the surface.
Houfu, Qingfengyuan.
Song Shuwan was leaning on the soft couch, and there was a basin full of ice cubes on the ground, but even this could not offset the heat in her heart.
At this time, Baicao entered the room: "Prince Concubine, Miss Yue has already taken care of the matter and will leave Beijing early tomorrow morning."
Song Shuwan glanced at her, nodded to express her understanding, and then asked Pei Huan: "I think the prince always goes out these days, but what happened in the court?"
Baicao shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know, but there are no problems in the court at the moment. Maybe they are busy with other things."
Are you busy with other things?
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes slightly, what could Pei Huan be busy with?
Speaking of which, since King Nanming came to Beijing, the people in Prince Yong's Mansion have kept a low profile. Even Xie Youxing rarely shows up in Beijing.
Prince Yong's Mansion, no, I should say Prince Yong... What exactly do you want to do?
Just as he was thinking about it, Fei Yuan jumped in from the window: "Prince Princess, something happened."
Song Shuwan sat up instantly, looking at Fei Yuan covered in blood, she felt uneasy: "What's going on? But the prince's side..."
She spoke halfway but didn't dare to say any more.
Fei Yuan wiped the blood on his face and said solemnly: "The prince met an assassin on his way back to the capital. I tried my best to protect him, but unfortunately the prince was injured too seriously. I could only put the prince in a farmer's house to aggravate the problem."
, Crown Princess, you..."
"Baicao, drive!"
Song Shuwan hurriedly left the capital in a carriage and quickly arrived at the farmer's house that Fei Yuan had mentioned. Unexpectedly, the door of the farmer's house was wide open. Even if the carriage stopped, no one came out.
Song Shuwan stepped out of the carriage, her heart sank instantly, and she became even more uneasy. Did the farmer's family not hear the noise, or did something happen to the farmer's family again after Fei Yuan left?
All kinds of thoughts quickly turned around, Song Shuwan gave Baicao and Fei Yuan a look, Fei Yuan nodded, pulled out a dagger, and walked into the farmer's house cautiously.
At this moment, a childish voice came: "Who are you? Why are you at the door of Uncle Qi's house?"
Baicao turned around quickly, and withdrew his murderous aura as it touched the child behind him.
Song Shuwan turned around, but before she could say anything, Fei Yuan, who had entered the room to investigate, ran out and said anxiously: "It's not good, the Crown Princess, the Crown Prince and the whole family are all gone."
Song Shuwan's eyes widened instantly, and the person was gone? Could it be...
An idea suddenly emerged, Song Shuwan's figure shook, and her face instantly turned pale: "Look, find the prince immediately!"