On the bed, Pei Huan closed his eyes, and all kinds of thoughts turned around, and finally turned into helplessness: "Is my health really so bad that I have to return to Beijing to recuperate?"
Song Shuwan crossed her arms and said calmly: "I didn't say I would let you go back to Beijing."
As she spoke, she repeated what she had said before.
Pei Huan fell into silence after hearing this. Are they both thinking about asking him to return to Beijing?
"Okay, Your Majesty, don't think so much, and rest quickly. I will keep an eye on the other side of the city wall."
Song Shuwan left a message and wrapped her cloak tightly: "Fei Yuan, let's go."
"yes."
Half an hour later, a carriage arrived under the city wall.
Song Shuwan helped Fei Yuan get out of the car. As soon as she stood still, she saw several soldiers running down the city wall.
When the two sides faced each other, the eyes of the soldiers all lit up. One of them said in surprise: "Prince Concubine, you came at the right time. Many people were injured above. You..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Song Shuwan interrupted him: "If you can move, just move them down. If you can't move, I will go to the city wall to treat them. Also, where are the doctors in the army? Where are they now? Let them come over immediately."
Several soldiers looked at each other and quickly divided into two groups.
Not long after, Song Shuwan climbed up the city wall. The shouts of killing were loud, but with Lin Yu's army there, no Tatars could attack the city wall. The blood spilled, adding red to the silvery ground, which was bright and dazzling.
Song Shuwan did not dare to delay, so she separated the injured, carried some of them down, and treated the others on the city wall.
Fortunately, the Tatar siege did not last long. After an hour, the Tatars retreated.
Song Shuwan put down the golden needle in her hand, her eyebrows filled with solemnity: "Where is the doctor in the army? Why hasn't he come yet?"
In the silence, a soldier ran up and said: "Shi, your concubine, those doctors said...as long as you are here, they will not come."
One sentence made Song Shuwan laugh angrily, saying that they wouldn't come here as long as she was here. Are these doctors praised too highly by Lin Yujun, so they forget their duties?
"Pass my words, if they don't come here within half an hour, there will be no need to enter Lin Yu's army in the future."
"But……"
There was some hesitation on the soldier's face.
Song Shuwan chuckled softly: "You don't have to pass it on, but you have to think about it, do you really want to put your life on a group of doctors who don't know the importance of it?"
"I, I understand."
The soldier was startled, turned around and ran away.
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and tightened her fingers slightly. It's best not to have Yu Yun interfere in today's affairs, otherwise... hum!
She turned around and was caught off guard by a pair of gloomy eyes. It was Hua An.
After a brief pause, Song Shuwan walked over and said, "General Hua, please find some soldiers. I need help."
Hua An twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "In the past, doctors came to treat injuries, but they never let soldiers help."
Song Shuwan said calmly: "You don't have to ask for help, but I'm going to say something ugly first. If you don't satisfy me today, I won't make it easy for you in the future."
"The Crown Princess is threatening me?"
"It depends on what you think."
The two people's eyes met again, and Song Shuwan had a faint smile on her lips, not caring at all about Hua An's sinister behavior.
After a moment, Hua An turned around and said, "I will certainly listen to the Crown Princess's orders. Come and find some soldiers."
After Hua An left, Song Shuwan took a few new soldiers to wander among the wounded. She wanted to teach others, so she spoke in great detail.
As time passed, it soon came to evening. Song Shuwan returned to the inn with a chill all over her body. As soon as she entered the door, she saw people kneeling on the ground in the courtyard, including men, women, old and young, and they were all shivering from the cold.
, but didn’t even dare to raise his head.
Not far away, Pei Huanduan was sitting in a wheelchair, his brows and eyes full of coldness.
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows and said, "It's cold outside, so Your Majesty, it's better not to get cold outside."
Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair: "I don't want to get cold, but it's a pity that some people take themselves too seriously and don't even care about life and death. How can I get over it so easily?"
When Song Shuwan heard this, she immediately knew who the people kneeling in the yard were. They were all doctors in Lin Yu's army. Unexpectedly, she was treating wounds on the other side of the city wall when Pei Huan called them into the inn to teach them a lesson.
Putting her thoughts away, she slowly walked over to push the wheelchair: "Those who don't know whether to live or die, just let them kneel by themselves. Your Majesty, there is no need to talk nonsense to them. Just go inside, don't freeze yourself."
There was a soft "bang" sound, and the door was closed, blocking the view from the outside.
Pei Huan asked: "How is the situation on the other side of the city wall?"
Song Shu responded wanly: "It was quite stable. The Tatars only attacked for an hour and then retreated. They didn't cause too many casualties."
Pei Huan pinched his eyebrows, and even with his eyes closed, Song Shuwan could see suppressed anger in his expression.
After a brief silence, she sighed: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry with yourself. They are just doctors. I think Ning Yuancheng should be able to find a few more."
Pei Huan opened his eyes: "If they were easy to find, they wouldn't be able to mess around in Lin Yu's army."
Speaking of this, pain flashed in his eyes: "I really didn't expect that Lin Yujun would change completely in less than a year."
How could the existence that made him the God of War of the Great Zhou degenerate into what he is today?
Song Shuwan chuckled lightly and poured a cup of tea for Pei Huan: "Is it possible that there are only those few people, but Lin Yujun is still the prince's Lin Yujun from a fundamental point of view?"
Pei Huan was speechless.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan took a sip of her tea, feeling the warmth spreading, and her whole body relaxed a lot.
"Okay, Your Majesty, you don't need to think so much. Now that we are in Ningyuan City, we have plenty of time to deal with the problems in Lin Yu's army, right?"
Pei Huan pressed his eyebrows: "What you said makes sense. There is still time to deal with Lin Yujun's problem."
Just as he was talking, someone from outside announced: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, King Yong is here."
Song Shuwan glanced at Pei Huan and said, "I forgot about him. The prince must be careful when dealing with him."
After that, she went back to the room directly.
After a while, King Yong entered the room, his sharp eyes swept over and landed directly on Pei Huan.
"I heard that Prince Pei has some health problems, and I came here to take a look. I wonder if Prince Pei needs to return to the capital for some time to recuperate?"
Pei Huan stroked his sleeves: "Thank you for your concern, Prince Yong. It's a small problem, but it's not as big as returning to Beijing for recuperation. Prince Yong, you shouldn't be here just to see me, right?"
King Yong smiled: "I would like to borrow two of Prince Pei's men. I wonder if Prince Pei will allow it?"
Pei Huan's eyes flashed with thoughts and he asked: "Who do you want to borrow?"
"Yu Yun, and Hua An."
Pei Huan's eyes darkened: "Hua'an is the one that Prince Yong wants to borrow, right? I wonder what Prince Yong wants to do?"