The Marquis coughed lightly and suppressed all the changes on his face: "Hui Yun, Prince, the Emperor is already aware of this matter."
Prince Yun walked slowly to the Marquis. After looking him up and down, his tone was cold: "Really? Then why haven't I heard the emperor mention it?"
The Marquis cupped his hands and lowered his gaze slightly: "Perhaps, Prince Yun just came out of Tianlao, so he doesn't know much about some things in the capital. Besides, who owns the position of Marquis Dingyuan? It belongs to the Marquis's family affairs. Yun
The prince is still young..."
"boom!"
King Yun raised his foot and kicked him over: "I have been away from the capital for a long time, so you have forgotten my temperament?"
He looked at the Marquis condescendingly, ignoring the shock in the latter's expression, and continued: "It's not just that the matter has not been decided, but that the position has been decided. If I want, I can ask you to give up your position."
The courtyard fell into silence, and the expression on Mr. Hou's face changed several times, and finally turned into a forced smile, but there was still reluctance in his words.
He opened his mouth and said, "Prince Yun is joking. Who will take the position of Dingyuan Marquis depends on what the emperor has to say."
King Yun snorted coldly, and darkness quickly flashed in his eyes: "A mere Marquis of Dingyuan, a waste, will keep holding on to you, get out of here, before I leave, you are not allowed to appear in front of me and be an eyesore!"
"Yes Yes."
The Marquis didn't dare to say anything, so he got up and left.
When Mrs. Hou saw this, she subconsciously wanted to follow, but was stopped the next moment.
Prince Yun said calmly: "You interfered in the important affairs of the court at will, and then caused unrest in the palace. Do you, Mrs. Hou, want to walk away easily?"
Mrs. Hou lowered her head, the smile on her face was full of reluctance: "Your Majesty, my wife has not..."
King Yun raised his hand to signal her to be silent: "I have the eyes to see the reason, and I am kneeling there. You are not allowed to get up without my permission."
Mrs. Hou's expression changed several times, but she finally chose to accept her fate after struggling, and slowly knelt down in the courtyard.
Then several people entered the room, and Song Shuwan asked curiously: "Why did Prince Yun come out of the prison? Is the emperor going to let go of the little princess's matter?"
King Yun straightened his sleeves and snorted coldly: "He hasn't given up yet. It's just that Beidi danced so hard a few days ago. He is unwilling to give in and wants me to teach him a lesson."
Song Shuwan: "..."
Prince Yun revealed the reason so easily?
In the silence, King Yun sat down: "Don't be surprised. If I don't tell you about this, Pei Huan will tell you. I heard that Xun'er almost caused trouble to the Crown Princess a few days ago. I would like to apologize for Xun'er. Crown Princess
Don’t take it to heart.”
Song Shuwan smiled and did not accept what King Yun said.
Seeing this, King Yun didn't delve into this matter, and turned to talk about the little princess: "I heard that the prince took the little princess away. I wonder where she is now?"
Pei Huan poured a cup of tea slowly and said with a smile: "I can't tell the prince about the position of the little princess for the time being, but I think Prince Yun is very interested in another matter."
King Yun lowered his eyes, covering up his changing thoughts: "Oh? What's the matter?"
"On the day Anle Village was destroyed, there were three waves of assassins. One of them was King Yong, the second wave was foreigners, but the third wave was someone familiar to Prince He Yun."
As soon as these words came out, King Yun paused: "Prince Pei, what does this mean?"
"What do you mean? No, I just want Prince Yun to know something."
Pei Huan took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup and looked directly at Prince Yun: "Just like today, I went to Tianlao to pick up the prince, and the prince also guessed the reason behind it."
King Yun snorted coldly and pulled the teapot without saying a word: "Don't talk about the things that are and are not. I came back to the capital just for Xun'er. If you hurt Xun'er, don't blame me for not showing mercy!
"
After that, King Yun drank all the tea and walked straight out: "Take me to the guest room."
An Yi quickly stepped forward to lead the way.
After the door was closed, Song Shuwan, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up: "Did the emperor really release Prince Yun because he wanted to teach Beidi a lesson?"
Pei Huan did not answer but asked: "Why do you think the emperor wanted to release him?"
Song Shuwan snorted: "I don't know why, but it's definitely not because of Beidi. Besides-"
At this point, she paused, and her unkind eyes fell on Pei Huan: "The prince has only woken up a few days ago, and his injuries are not stable. In such a situation, how dare you leave the house without saying a word?"
"Ahem..."
Pei Huan coughed several times: "The matter is urgent, so I will..."
"Stop saying those perfunctory words, it's of no use to me. I also know that the Crown Prince is not interested in the position of Dingyuan Marquis, but no matter how interested he is, he can't let others laugh at him."
Pei Huan's tone was more testing: "What do you mean?"
Song Shuwan took out two pieces of paper from her arms: "Yesterday, after I returned to my room, I pondered all night and came up with two new prescriptions. One is for medicinal bath and the other is for recuperation. The prince's legs need to be treated.
.”
The expression on Pei Huan's face changed slightly: "The poison in my body has not yet been removed. Now that I am treating my legs, will it affect the poison?"
Song Shuwan played the recipe: "Don't worry, I read a lot of ancient books before deciding on this new recipe. Even if it affects the toxins, it won't aggravate it. Let's not waste time. Let's continue tonight.
.”
She didn't give Pei Huan a chance to refuse at all, and left with Fang Zi after speaking.
That night, the potion was poured into the half-man-high wooden barrel. The bitter smell of the medicinal materials dispersed with the mist, covering the entire room in white mist.
Song Shuwan stood to the side, counting the time and adding a bottle of concoction into the bucket: "Go in, soak for half an hour and then come out."
Pei Huan sat down in the barrel with the help of An Yi. After almost a year of treatment, he felt a little dazed for no reason, but this trance was soon replaced by the severe pain in his body.
Pei Huan grabbed the edge of the barrel, and the veins on the back of his hands suddenly popped out.
Song Shuwan stood behind him and said calmly: "It will hurt a little, but it will be good for the prince's meridians. Please bear with it and don't faint."
Pei Huan opened his eyes, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell down, but the next moment, he closed his eyes and didn't say a word.
Next to him, An Yi opened his mouth several times and finally couldn't help but said: "Prince Concubine, the Crown Prince's injury has not healed yet. Will soaking in the potion like this affect the wound?"
Song Shuwan crossed her arms and said, "I specially added herbs that can heal the wound. Just wipe it clean after it comes out."
Half an hour later, Pei Huan was helped out of the barrel, feeling as if he had collapsed.
Song Shuwan turned her back: "Let him rest after cleaning up."
The bright moon was hanging high outside, and the wind blew from nowhere, bringing with it a dark cloud.
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, thinking of King Yong who was far away at the border, and felt very anxious. How long would it take to avenge her father and the Song family?