Song Shuwan snorted coldly: "The prince left in a hurry, and those who came back are also confused. Why, Qingyun Mountain can't keep anyone here?"
An Yi pushed the wheelchair into the house.
Pei Huan smiled: "The situation over at Qingyun Mountain has been clarified, so I will naturally come back. I heard that the inn was very lively last night, so I asked the Crown Princess to say a few words for me."
"Your Majesty, if you want to know anything, just ask Dark Three."
Having said this, Song Shuwan was ready to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he passed by Pei Huan, he heard the man say: "I need your help with something."
Song Shuwan tilted her head, with a bit of scrutiny in her eyes: "Who is injured again? Where is he?"
The question made Pei Huan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Someone is indeed injured. This person is now in Qingyun Mountain. I have to ask you to come with me."
Can't you even move it? If so, the person will be seriously injured.
Song Shuwan frowned slightly and collected her thoughts: "It's important to save people, don't waste any more time."
The group left Yuanzhou City and arrived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain an hour later.
Song Shuwan got off the carriage and saw a very dilapidated small village appearing in front of her. The wind blew by, making it inexplicably a bit desolate.
On the way, Pei Huan had already explained the situation. The person who needed treatment was a girl who had escaped from Qingyun Mountain and had many injuries on her body.
According to what the girl said, she was the wife of the head of Qingyun Mountain. Two heads of the mountain were fighting for power. She was involved and had to run out to save her life.
Before Pei Huan could ask more questions, the girl passed out. He had no choice but to go back to Yuanzhou City and invite Song Shuwan over.
Walking towards the village, Song Shuwan recalled the conversation on the carriage and turned her head slightly: "You don't actually need to go there in person, you just need to send someone to spread the word."
Pei Huan raised his head and his eyes fell on Song Shuwan's face: "If I don't come back, you may not even be able to get out of the gate of Yuanzhou City."
These words were so strange that Song Shuwan frowned unconsciously: "Your Majesty, do you want me to say that the secret agent will not allow me to leave the city?"
"It's not that you are not allowed to leave the city, it's that others are not allowed to leave."
other people?
Doubts flashed through Song Shuwan's mind, but she soon suppressed them because she saw the girl Pei Huan mentioned.
The girl's eyes were closed tightly, lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, her face was pale, her breathing was weak, as if she might die at any moment.
In fact, the girl was indeed on the verge of death.
Song Shuwan ignored the pulse diagnosis, quickly opened the quilt, took out golden needles and sealed several acupuncture points, and after protecting the heart pulse, she carefully checked the girl's condition.
At that time, Pei Huan was waiting outside the door. Behind him, An Yi was standing with his eyebrows lowered.
"Is there any news from Qingyun Mountain?"
"As for the crown prince, I don't have it for the time being, but..."
Having said this, An An paused and glanced into the room: "If what the girl in the room said is true, then Qingyun Mountain may be in chaos right now. Your Majesty, I need my subordinates to gather the troops now.
Hit Qingyun Mountain!"
Pei Huan shook his head: "The matter of attacking Qingyun Mountain is not urgent for now. You should ask people to keep a close eye on Tong Xian's side. Even the princess has been invited to talk to Tong Xian. I think Tong Xian still has something to say."
"yes."
An Yi bowed and left.
Half an hour later, Song Shuwan opened the door and appeared with a tired look on her face: "Your Majesty, the situation has been stabilized."
Pei Huan nodded and asked, "When will you wake up?"
"If nothing else happens, it will take about two hours."
Song Shuwan gave her some time and pushed the wheelchair into the house.
Just now on the road, Pei Huan was talking about the situation in Qingyun Mountain, but Song Shuwan didn't have time to talk about what happened in the inn. Now that she had some time, she gave a brief summary, and then she mentioned the Red Square.
"I don't know if that token was given to Mrs. Liu by Princess Jingyang, but I think that token is the Red Square."
Pei Huan was startled: "Hongfang? Do you have the token with you?"
Song Shuwan shook her head: "After the conversation, Mrs. Liu took the token away."
Pei Huan frowned, tapped the armrest with his fingers, and suddenly said: "Dark Three."
"My subordinate is here."
"Take someone back to Yuanzhou City to find Liu Shu and ask for the token. If she doesn't cooperate..." Pei Huan didn't finish his sentence, but even Song Shuwan was aware of the murderous intent in his eyes.
An San's heart trembled: "I understand."
Song Shuwan crossed her arms and said disapprovingly: "The prince has thought too deeply. Madam Liu may have some problems, but based on what Tong Xian did, how could Madam Liu want to save him?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "Sail the boat with care. No one knows what the result will be until the end."
Song Shuwan stared at him for a moment: "The prince is right, I take it for granted."
Two hours passed by, and the girl in the room woke up and looked around with blank eyes: "Here, where is this?"
"A village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain."
Song Shuwan opened her mouth to answer and walked to the bed to feel the girl's pulse: "She is still weak, but her life can be saved. She can have a good life in the future."
The girl was stunned: "You, who are you?"
Song Shuwan tugged at the corners of her lips: "How do you call your savior?"
"My name is Wan'er, Tang Wan'er. I remember that the person who rescued me earlier was a man. He was sitting in a wheelchair."
Song Shuwan nodded: "That's my husband. He has other things to deal with, so he's not here."
Half an hour ago, Pei Huan suddenly received the news and left in a hurry with An Yi.
Tang Wan'er was a little stunned: "It turns out that the young master is your husband. I wonder what you call your wife?"
"My surname is Song, you can just call me Mrs. Song."
While talking, Song Shuwan carefully helped Tang Wan'er sit up, turned around and said, "Baicao, bring the medicine from the kitchen."
Not long after, Baicao brought medicine into the house.
Song Shuwan fed Tang Wan'er the medicine, lowered her eyes and said, "I heard from my husband that Miss Wan'er came down from Qingyun Mountain. I'm afraid she won't be punished for such a serious injury on Qingyun Mountain, right?"
Tang Wan'er pursed her lips and swallowed a mouthful of bitter concoction: "Yes, I came down from Qingyun Mountain."
After the words fell, she stopped talking.
Song Shuwan didn't care. After giving the medicine, she handed the bowl to Baicao: "Miss Wan'er, please rest first. If anything happens, we'll talk about it after my husband comes back."
Tang Wan'er said "Yeah", carefully lay down, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In the evening, Pei Huan turned around with the smell of blood all over his body: "I'm injured."
With just four words, Song Shuwan's expression changed instantly: "Where is the injury?"
Pei Huan remained silent and lifted up the hem of his clothes. Blood stains penetrated the clothes, which stung Song Shuwan and gave her a headache.
"Aren't there secret guards following you? Why did you get hurt?"
"Something happened."
Pei Huan's tone was very calm, as if it was someone else who was hurt.
Song Shuwan pinched her eyebrows, held back her anger and treated his wound: "Tang Wan'er is awake. She is very wary of me. If the prince wants to find out the news from her, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort."
Pei Huan lowered his eyes and stared at the woman in front of him without blinking: "There is no need to pry."
Song Shuwan raised her head in surprise: "What do you mean?"
Pei Huan raised his head to avoid her gaze: "There are no innocent people on Qingyun Mountain."