Princess Yun repeated Pei Huan's words and frowned slightly: "Why does the Crown Prince want me to move into the Marquis' Mansion?"
Pei Huan straightened the clothes on his knees: "According to the news I heard, Prince Yun will not be able to come back before the emperor's birthday. I asked the princess to move into the palace just in case. I wonder what the princess thinks?
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Princess Yun was stunned, and after a long time she asked: "Is the news that the Crown Prince heard true?"
"I don't need to lie to the princess."
Silence fell in the room.
Princess Yun pursed her lips and suddenly looked at Song Shuwan: "Prince Princess, do you think I should move into the Marquis' Mansion?"
Song Shuwan turned her head and glanced at Pei Huan, then shook her head slightly after a few moments: "I'm not sure. This is the princess's business, and it is the princess who should make the decision."
The implication is that she will not speak to influence Princess Yun's decision and judgment.
After a long while, Princess Yun rubbed her eyebrows: "No need, I just borrowed someone from the Crown Princess. If the Crown Prince is worried, please arrange for a few more experts to come over. I will stay in this villa and nothing will happen if I don't show my face."
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Hearing this, Pei Huan nodded: "Okay, I will send a few secret guards here soon."
After talking about the business, Princess Yun took a rest citing fatigue.
Song Shuwan pushed the wheelchair out of the yard, and then waved away the surrounding guards.
"Why is the prince here?"
Pei Huan explained: "Chen Zian sent a message saying that something happened here last night, so I came to take a look. By the way, what did Princess Yun mean by borrowing someone?"
It turned out to be the message sent by Chen Zian.
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes slightly and said softly: "The princess said she was not sure who in this village could be trusted, so she wanted to ask me to borrow someone, but I haven't agreed yet."
I haven't agreed yet.
Just five words made Pei Huan frown: "Princess Yun deceived me."
Song Shuwan blinked: "But the prince agreed quickly, didn't he?"
The two chatted casually, and soon the topic turned to the border.
Song Shuwan said: "This time for the emperor's birthday, Tatar and Beidi have sent envoys over. It should be safe over the border, right?"
Pei Huan nodded in agreement, and then spoke of another possibility: "But it cannot be ruled out that those envoys are just a cover-up to delay time."
Song Shuwan smiled and said: "What can the Tatars and Beidi have to delay? Their armies have already been assembled, and it is not a matter of the general to say a word to fight?"
Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair: "At the moment, it seems that it is true, but... I don't think this matter is that simple."
He looked up at the sky. Dark clouds drifted in from nowhere and covered the sun in the sky. The breeze picked up and the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot in an instant.
Song Shuwan followed his gaze, with some doubts flashing in her eyes. There was nothing in the sky. What was Pei Huan looking at? Or was he thinking about other things and just thinking about the sky?
Thinking about it, she asked: "What is the prince thinking?"
Pei Huan turned around and asked instead of answering: "What do you think I am thinking?"
Song Shuwan walked around to the man, and their eyes met. After a brief pause, Song Shuwan smiled and said: "I don't know what the prince is thinking, but there is something, and I know that the prince should be anxious."
Pei Huan raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips: "The situation in the capital and the border is very tense right now. The prince's eyes have healed, but what about his legs? Do we need to speed up the treatment?"
Pei Huan frowned: "You want me to treat your legs first?"
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed with displeasure: "If the prince hadn't been having problems, this leg should have recovered long ago."
Pei Huan also knew that it was his problem, so he couldn't help but cough lightly: "It's my problem. It's just that you are with Princess Yun at the moment and can't go back to the Marquis. How can you treat my leg?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "I can't go back to the Houfu, but the prince can come here. From now on, the prince will come here every day."
Pei Huan shook his head: "I don't have time."
"how do I say this?"
Pei Huan motioned to Song Shuwan to push the wheelchair, and then said: "The emperor's birthday is coming soon, there are many external forces in the capital, and there are many people with evil intentions hiding in the dark. I have to cooperate with the imperial army to control the entire capital.
No time to fix my legs."
Song Shuwan frowned: "Where is Jing Ming, the leader of the Forbidden Army?"
"He was sent out of the capital."
Song Shuwan was startled: "Jingming is leaving Beijing? Why is he leaving Beijing at this time?"
Pei Huan said meaningfully: "Then you have to ask the emperor."
As the two of them were talking, a guard from another village trotted up.
"I have met the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess. A young lady named Zhen came from outside and said she came to pay homage to the Crown Princess."
Miss Zhen.
Song Shuwan pinched her eyebrows. As soon as she heard this last name, she knew it was Zhen Yuan.
"Invite people to the hall."
After the guards left, Song Shuwan looked at Pei Huan: "Your Majesty, would you like to go with us to see Miss Zhen?"
Pei Huan shook his head: "I have to enter the palace and stay until evening. I will come again."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan did not keep him. After sending him away, she turned to the hall and saw Zhen Yuan standing at the door of the hall with a faint smile on her lips.
"I also wanted to know why the Crown Princess didn't come for so long. It turns out that Prince Pei is here. Now that Prince Yun is not in this villa, the Crown Princess's life should be a lot easier, right?"
Song Shuwan glanced at her, sat down and asked the maid to bring tea, and then said: "There is nothing easy or bad about it, but Miss Zhen suddenly came to Biezhuang to look for me. Is there something wrong?"
Zhen Yuan walked up to her with a smile: "I want to get some news from the Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan picked up the tea cup and took a sip before looking at Zhen Yuan: "What news do you want to inquire about?"
"Prince Yun, did you really capture the little princess?"
Zhen Yuan leaned forward slightly, with a bit of interest in his eyes.
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and slowly put down the tea cup: "Prince Yun just invited the little princess to chat, how can he call it arrest? Miss Zhen, you have to be careful what you say."
The curve of Zhen Yuan's mouth deepened: "Yes, Prince Yun just invited someone to chat, but the question is, why did the little princess disappear after Prince Yun was taken away?"
Song Shuwan stood up and met Zhen Yuan's eyes: "Miss Zhen, there's no need to go round and round. Just tell her why you're here."
Zhen Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Since the Crown Princess said it so readily, I will be more direct and ask the Crown Princess to hand over the little princess to me."
Song Shuwan sighed and raised her hand to touch Zhen Yuan's forehead: "Miss Zhen doesn't have a fever either, so why are you talking nonsense during the day?"
Zhen Yuan's expression became solemn: "Prince Princess, I am serious."
"I'm serious too."
Song Shuwan quickly answered the question, took two steps to the side, and said indifferently: "Prince Yun was imprisoned in the sky prison because of the little princess. If Miss Zhen wants to suffer the same treatment, she can just go find the little princess herself. Why come to me to say it?"
What about those nonsense words?"
"The little princess is obviously still here..."
Song Shuwan interrupted Zhen Yuan: "I said, the little princess is not here. Miss Zhen, please be careful what you say."