The stall owner froze on the spot, his face full of shock and confusion. He said nothing, but everyone present saw the answer from his expression. There was indeed no news in Anyuan City.
But the problem is that Pei Huan sent two groups of people over. The first group was already known to have been killed, but the second group was from the dark side. With his skills, even if everyone in the group was gone, he would still be able to do it.
Can you break into Anyuan City?
In the silence, the cold wind howled by, and the stall owner couldn't help but shrink his neck. He also realized that something was wrong, but there was silence around him, so he did not dare to say anything.
As time passed, Pei Huan pinched his eyebrows and said, "I want all your medicine."
The stall owner nodded and asked cautiously: "Can we ask the grassroots to send the medicinal materials to the inn?"
"Just send it directly to Lin Yujun."
Pei Huan signaled Song Shuwan to push the wheelchair and leave. When he got out of the alleyway, he told Lin Yujun's people: "Be careful to check the medicinal materials to make sure nothing goes wrong."
"yes."
Lin Yujun's men followed the stall owner to move the medicinal materials, while Song Shuwan pushed the wheelchair deeper into Anle Street.
When they arrived at a deserted place, Pei Huan asked, "Do you think An Yi can come back?"
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes slightly and asked instead, "Your Majesty, do you think An Yi can come back?"
Pei Huan sighed: "I'm not sure, but counting the time, if he is safe and sound, he should go back, right?"
Song Shuwan was speechless. No matter what happened to An Yi, he would not be able to return to Ningyuan City before the Chinese New Year.
The two of them walked around for a while and then returned to the inn.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a secret guard hurried forward.
"Your Majesty, a letter has arrived from the capital."
Pei Huan received the letter and after reading the content, his expression suddenly changed.
Song Shuwan felt something was wrong and asked, "Is there something wrong with the content of this letter?"
Pei Huan said in a deep voice: "The emperor asked me to return to Beijing."
As soon as these words came out, Song Shuwan's eyes widened instantly: "Now?"
Pei Huan nodded: "This letter was urgently sent by the Emperor eight hundred miles away. He asked me to leave for Beijing as soon as I receive the letter."
Song Shuwan's brows immediately tightened: "Did the letter tell you the reason why you came back to Beijing?"
Pei Huan sighed: "Just take a look."
Song Shuwan did not shirk and took the letter directly. There was only one line in the letter, telling Pei Huan to leave for Beijing immediately after receiving the letter without mentioning a word of the reason.
For no reason, why did the emperor send this letter?
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan looked at Pei Huan: "Your Majesty, why do you think the emperor sent this letter?"
Pei Huan shook his head: "I don't know. It's very quiet in the capital right now, and nothing happened."
"Isn't it just quiet on the surface?"
Song Shuwan said, returned the letter to Pei Huan, and asked: "Is the Crown Prince planning to go back?"
There was a slight hesitation on Pei Huan's face. Naturally, he had no intention of going back. However, the letter was sent in a hurry. If he was delayed, I'm afraid...
Thinking of this, he pinched his eyebrows and said: "An San, send a letter to the capital and inquire about the situation in the palace."
An San saluted and quickly released an eagle and left.
At the same time, there were some undercurrents under the calmness of Ningyuan City, and many forces started to move.
In the evening, several letters arrived in Pei Huan's hands. After reading them, a coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"An San, let's deal with these people."
He wrote down five names, and the secret player took the list and left.
The next day, Ningyuan City was in an uproar.
"Oh my God, five powerful merchants died in the city overnight. Did this make any enemies?"
"I guess so? Ouch, it's such a miserable death."
"Okay, stop talking about that and go shopping quickly. Once this year is over, there will probably be another one, but after it is over, Ningyuan City should be quiet."
The people put their things behind and concentrated on preparing for the New Year.
At the same time, the inn began to tidy up, and the gradually increasing red color made the entire inn lively.
Fei Yuan ran over with a pair of couplets: "Prince Concubine, where are these couplets posted? Oops, there are so many couplets written by the Crown Prince that they can't all be posted in the inn."
Song Shuwan was standing in the courtyard, holding a red lantern in her hand. When she heard her voice, a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.
"Go and see where you can post it. As for the many couplets..."
She turned back to look for Pei Huan, and saw that Pei Huan had written another couplet. She couldn't help but cough a few times: "Your Majesty, this couplet can be stopped."
Pei Huan came to his senses, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is that enough?"
"Not only is it enough, there is no room in this inn to post it."
Song Shuwan said, walked to Pei Huan's side and took the newly written couplet to the side: "Fei Yuan's voice was so loud just now. Don't say you didn't hear it, Prince."
Pei Huan said with a smile: "I wanted to make the New Year more lively, but I couldn't control it. I gave the extra couplets away. I think there are many people in this city who are willing to accept them."
Song Shuwan thought so and immediately arranged for people to send out the extra couplets.
While the two were chatting, Han Sanzhen appeared with a cane. When he saw Song Shuwan, he threw a porcelain bottle: "Take the medicine inside, Prince Pei, how are you feeling lately?"
Pei Huan handed over his hand: "It feels very good."
Han Sanzhen walked around him, checked his pulse again, and showed some satisfaction on his face: "Yes, your health has indeed improved a lot. After the Chinese New Year, I will prepare the medicine and try to get it for you before the end of the month."
I can stand up a little."
Pei Huan was surprised: "Will you be able to stand up before the end of the month?"
Han Sanzhen corrected: "You can stand up a little bit, but I don't say you can stand up completely. Hey, I won't say anymore, just come with me."
Song Shuwan nodded, said goodbye to Pei Huan and left with Han Sanzhen.
"I'm going to take you out of Ningyuan City at the end of the month."
Song Shuwan was stunned for a moment: "So urgent? But what happened?"
Han Sanzhen shook his head: "Nothing happened. I just want to take you to meet someone. That person cannot enter the city."
So that’s it.
Song Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief: "I understand, I will tell the prince, but what you just said..."
She paused and said softly: "Can the Crown Prince really stand up by the end of the month?"
Han Sanzhen snorted coldly: "What I said is, if you can stand up a little, you two must not misunderstand me."
Song Shuwan coughed lightly: "If you can stand up a little, you can still stand up. Let's not talk about it. Doctor Han, the injury on my shoulder has almost healed. By then, the acupuncture should be more efficient."
"I know, and it is precisely because of this that I dare to say that he can stand up a little by the end of the month." Han Sanzhen put one hand behind his back, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense here, let's go first."
Song Shuwan watched him go away, and left with a smile after a moment. As long as Pei Huan could stand up, even just a little, it would be a very good thing.
The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, Song Shuwan got up to wash up. When she saw Pei Huan, the curve of her mouth suddenly widened: "Your Majesty, happy New Year..."
Before she could finish her words, a flash of red suddenly splashed out, and the smile on Song Shuwan's face froze for an instant. The next moment, a frightened and angry shout resounded throughout the inn.