Song Shuwan felt inexplicably uneasy, and soon, Prince Ning entered the inner hall.
"I've met my mother."
When the Queen Mother saw Prince Ning, the smile in her eyebrows immediately deepened.
"Excuse me, why are you free to enter the palace today?"
Prince Ning smiled openly, but his eyes fell on Song Shuwan: "I heard that the imperial concubine entered the palace today to treat the mother-in-law, so I came here to have a look. What do you think? Can you cure the empress dowager's head wind syndrome?"
Song Shuwan saluted respectfully: "It will take some time to reply to the prince."
"Oh? But I, the king, look at you. You were so capable yesterday. Why are you so conservative today?"
As he spoke, Prince Ning got closer and closer to Song Shuwan. When the last word came out, their breaths almost became entangled.
Seeing this, the Queen Mother's face suddenly changed, and with a "pop" sound, she slapped her hand on the armrest.
"Prince Ning."
Her voice was stern, but Prince Ning seemed not to hear it and still stared at Song Shuwan: "Won't the Crown Princess answer my concerns?"
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and slowly took a few steps back: "The Queen Mother has a body of thousands of dollars, so she must be careful."
Prince Ning sneered, turned around and strode towards the Queen Mother.
"My son has been bored in the capital these days and wants to go out for a walk. I wonder if my brother will allow me to leave the capital?"
The emperor said calmly: "If the queen agrees, I will agree."
The Queen Mother sighed: "Why do you always want to run out? That's all, you can go if you want."
Prince Ning handed over his hand and said, "I would like to thank my mother for your permission. Brother, I will retire."
The emperor nodded slightly, but the change in his expression was unclear.
Prince Ning came as quickly as he left.
Just when Song Shuwan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Prince Ning suddenly turned around.
"The Crown Princess's medical skills are so great, can she treat the Crown Prince's eyes and legs?"
Song Shuwan was startled. Before she could speak, Prince Ning's inquiry was answered by the emperor.
"Pei Huan's eyes and legs have nothing to do with her. Don't mess around and leave quickly."
Prince Ning smiled, glanced at Song Shuwan with his meaningful eyes, and left directly.
This time, King Ning did not turn around.
Song Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief, listened to the emperor and the Queen Mother chatting for a while, then stepped forward to give the Queen Mother acupuncture, then changed the prescription, and then left.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he left Cining Palace, Zhou Fuhai chased him from behind.
"Prince Princess, please stay."
Song Shuwan turned around, looked at the eunuch beside the emperor, and asked politely: "What's the matter, father-in-law?"
Zhou Fuhai smiled and said: "The emperor asked my servant to take you to the imperial study room."
Go to the Imperial Study Room?
Although Song Shuwan felt strange, she followed Zhou Fuhai to the imperial study.
On the way, she asked a few insidious questions, but Zhou Fuhai blocked them back slowly, so she could only keep her thoughts to herself.
A moment later, Song Shuwan stepped into the royal study, her eyes turned slightly and widened in an instant.
Pei Huan is also here.
She subconsciously looked at Zhou Fuhai, and saw the latter smiling and saluting, and then exited the imperial study room directly.
On the other side, Pei Huan noticed the changes behind him and said, "You're here."
"Um."
Song Shuwan walked to Pei Huan's side, looked around, and asked doubtfully: "Why is the prince here?"
"The Emperor came to see me, saying he had something to discuss, but you, why are you here in the Imperial Study Room?"
Song Shuwan didn't hide it and directly said that Zhou Fuhai brought her here.
Neither of them spoke after that until the announcement broke the silence between them.
"The Emperor has arrived——"
"I have met the emperor."
The emperor waved his hand and walked past the two of them: "Excuse me. I asked you two to come to the imperial study room because I want to ask how Pei Huan's medical treatment is going. How long will it take for his eyes and legs to recover?"
Song Shuwan was surprised at the emperor's attention to Pei Huan, and said: "The prince's injury is very serious, and it will take at least three months to recover."
The emperor frowned: "Can this time be shortened?"
Song Shuwan shook her head and said warmly: "Three months is already an excellent time to recover. If something unexpected happens during the process, the time will have to be extended. The prince must meditate to recover from his injuries."
Song Shuwan didn't know why the emperor was anxious, but she was no less anxious than the emperor. The hatred was tormenting her, making it difficult for her to calm down.
The emperor didn't know what she was thinking, and sighed: "Just three months. I grant you the right to enter the Imperial Hospital at will. Remember to use the best medicine for him. If you can, reduce it. If you can't, don't do it."
Don’t extend it.”
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and saluted: "My wife understands, thank you for your grace."
After talking about the treatment situation, the emperor asked a few random questions and asked the two to leave.
On the way back to the palace, Song Shuwan turned her head and said, "The emperor cares about the prince very much."
Pei Huan did not respond, but asked: "Did you see Prince Ning today?"
Song Shuwan was stunned: "How could the prince know about this?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "I heard a few words from the palace servant, he didn't do anything, right?"
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and recounted all Prince Ning's words and deeds.
Pei Huan sneered after hearing this. Prince Ning really did not hide his special feelings for Song Shuwan at all.
"Have you and Prince Ning met before?"
Song Shuwan denied it without thinking: "I had never met Prince Ning before the Wen Mansion banquet."
"But he is very special to you."
Pei Huan's eyes fell on Song Shuwan's face, light and airy, but Song Shuwan inexplicably felt a weight weighing on her heart.
Again and again, even Song Shuwan could not deny that Prince Ning was special to her, but the problem was...
"How does the Crown Prince know that Prince Ning's specialness is not due to the Crown Prince? Don't forget that Prince Ning has an old grudge with the Crown Prince, and he has always wanted to kill the Crown Prince."
The carriage ran across the bluestone slabs, and the sound of horse hooves clattering was endless.
In the carriage, neither Song Shuwan nor Pei Huan spoke. When the atmosphere gradually became solemn, An Yi's voice came into the carriage.
"Your Majesty, we have arrived at Zhuque Street."
Zhuque Street?
There was some confusion in Song Shu's eyes. There were four main streets in the capital, named after Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu.
If I remember correctly, Zhuque Street is famous for its various shops, and it is also the place with the largest number of three religions and nine schools of thought.
"Your Majesty, why should I come to Zhuque Street?"
Pei Huan did not respond. After the wheelchair landed on the ground, he slowly spoke: "I lost the bet I made earlier. The condition you proposed was a medical clinic."
Following Pei Huan's words, the expression on Song Shuwan's face changed a bit.
"What do you mean, Crown Prince?"
She asked softly, following Pei Huan's fingers, and saw a shop with a wide open front door. The plaque was still empty, but people were already sweeping the shop.
Pei Huan said: "Go in and have a look inside to see if you are satisfied with it."
Song Shuwan's eyes moved slightly as she pushed Pei Huan's wheelchair into the shop.
The interior of the shop has been pretty much laid out. The medicine counter is close to the consultation area, and there is a space separated by a screen at the back on the left.
Song Shuwan looked around, feeling a little inexplicably dazed.