The room fell into silence, and Pei Huan turned his head slightly. He couldn't see Liu Mei, but he could determine the location through her voice.
"Are you sure you met her a few years ago?"
Liu Mei's expression was solemn: "Liu Mei is sure. Liu Mei thought she looked familiar before, but couldn't remember it. Just now, she suddenly realized that her face has changed somewhat from a few years ago, but her expression has not changed. She can still tell a few things."
How it looked years ago.”
Pei Huan ignored Liu Mei's words and asked lightly: "What was her name a few years ago?"
"Song Rou."
Pei Huan hummed and waved his hand for Liu Mei to step back.
Liu Mei opened her eyes wide: "Your Majesty, you won't investigate..."
"Back off."
Pei Huan increased his voice and Liu Mei immediately lowered her head, bowed and stepped back.
In the silence, An Yi couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, do you really not want to check on the Crown Princess?"
Pei Huan pointed to his leg: "So what if I check? She is the only one who can cure me now, but Liu Mei... Let's find a few more doctors and let her leave the capital as soon as possible."
"yes."
An Yi bowed, turned around and left.
Pei Huan leaned on the back of his wheelchair and narrowed his eyes slightly. Some of Liu Mei's words were so deliberate that people couldn't believe a single word.
But if what Liu Mei said is true, the so-called trouble should have happened to the Song family a few years ago. She was able to escape from the land of Yanliu without leaving any trace. Song Shuwan's ability was extraordinary.
On the other side, Song Shuwan returned to the house, took off the jewelry on her head, and sat at the table making tea with a relaxed mind.
At this moment, Fei Yuan appeared limping and looking pale.
Song Shuwan glanced at her and motioned Fei Yuan to sit down opposite her: "Can you still hold on?"
Since the return of Hongfang, Fei Yuan has been punished by Pei Huan and has never appeared.
Hearing concern, Fei Yuan lowered his head: "Thank you for your concern, Crown Princess, Fei Yuan can hold on."
Song Shuwan shook her head: "You... Baicao, get the ointment I made on the dressing table."
"yes."
Baicao got the ointment and Song Shuwan asked her to apply it to Fei Yuan's injured area: "It will be very painful, but after applying it, the wound will heal quickly."
Hearing this, Fei Yuan nodded heavily: "Fei Yuan is not afraid of pain."
After she finished speaking, the ointment was applied to her wound. Fei Yuan, who had just said she was not afraid of pain, curled up.
"ah!"
She let out a short scream and lay on the table, not daring to move. Her body was very stiff.
Song Shuwan raised her eyes and glanced over her body. Seeing the new injuries accompanied by old scars, her eyes were a little darker. Fei Yuan must have suffered a lot in the past.
Putting her thoughts away, Song Shuwan said calmly: "You have such an out-of-touch temperament, you have to change it to avoid being dealt with again in the future."
Fei Yuan bit her lip and remained silent. When the pain passed, her whole body felt as if she had been reborn, extremely light.
"My slave, please remember the teachings of the Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan poured three cups of tea: "Come, try the tea I brewed."
Baicao and Feiyuan came forward, each took a cup of tea and sipped it, and then they admired it.
"The tea soup made by the Crown Princess is excellent."
"It tastes good, but it tastes bitter."
Song Shuwan tugged at the corners of her lips, poured another cup for Baicao, and said to Fei Yuan: "Since you feel it is bitter, try it with some snacks."
Upon hearing this, Fei Yuan immediately went to the kitchen to find snacks.
Song Shuwan looked at her figure and smiled a little: "This girl..."
He sighed and didn't say any more.
The next day, at the Yue Mansion polo match, news spread throughout the capital that the Crown Princess of the Hou Mansion played twice.
"It's very impressive. Even Prince Xie only beat her by one goal."
"She is also good at medicine and playing polo. Princess Pei is really powerful. I wonder what else she can do?"
Due to various theories, one post after another was sent to the Hou Mansion, and each one was dedicated to Song Shuwan.
In the Green Bamboo Courtyard, Mrs. Hou looked at the post sent by the maid and felt her heart pounding. Why, why did those two losers deserve such preferential treatment from those people?
"Wow!"
Mrs. Hou smashed the post on the ground, her heart heaving with anger: "Tell the concierge that from now on, all the posts sent will be burned. Don't send any to Qingfengyuan. Clean them all."
Mrs. Hou kicked the posts on the ground impatiently. Do you like to be in the limelight? Then see, if these posts are not in your hands, how can you be in the limelight!
The maid hurriedly stepped forward to clean up the post, then respectfully stepped back.
"Madam, the second young master is clamoring to come to you."
A maid trotted into the house, and Mrs. Hou's expression changed: "Have you taken good care of him?"
The maid knelt down with a plop, but before she could say anything, Mrs. Hou kicked her in the face.
Mrs. Hou looked at the maid condescendingly and said slowly: "You can't even serve her well. The Hou Mansion doesn't keep any waste, so let's sell it."
The maid's face turned pale: "No, madam, slave, uh uh uh..."
The maid was gagged and taken away. Mrs. Hou straightened her somewhat messy clothes and went to see Pei Ji.
In Cunshan Hall, Song Shuwan was diagnosing the pulse of an old man. After the two patients she and the imperial physician ordered to compete with before recovered, patients began to come to Cunshan Hall for diagnosis.
As time goes by, Cunshantang's reputation in the capital becomes more and more powerful.
That morning, as soon as Song Shuwan stepped into Cunshan Hall, she saw Ding Cun walking back and forth, his face full of anxiety.
What's going on here?
Questions flashed through Song Shuwan's mind. On the other side, Ding Cun noticed her at the door and immediately stepped forward to salute: "I have met the Crown Princess."
Within a few words, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Song Shuwan looked at Ding Cun, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through her, and she remembered why Ding Cun was so nervous.
Previously, Song Shuwan asked Ding Cun if he wanted to study medicine. At the same time, he gave him a book and asked him to write down the acupuncture points on it for ten days, along with Song Ren.
Counting the time, today is the tenth day.
Pulling the corners of her lips, Song Shuwan patted his shoulder: "Don't be nervous, I'm just testing your mind a little."
"yes."
Ding Cun wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after a while, Song Ren stepped into Cunshan Hall.
Song Shuwan asked Ding Cun to point out various acupuncture points on Song Ren's body. As time passed, Ding Cun's pointing out the acupuncture points became slower and slower, and finally almost stopped.
At this time, a group of people rushed in, and the leading woman looked anxious: "Where is the doctor? The doctor is coming quickly, my son is going to die."
Song Shuwan glanced over there, asked Ding Cun to stop first, got up and walked over: "I am the doctor, where is the patient?"
The woman looked at Song Shuwan, and doubts flashed in her eyes: "Are you a doctor? As a woman, are your medical skills good?"
Song Shuwan laughed in anger, so what if she was a woman? Her medical skills were no worse than those of other doctors in the capital.
Thinking of this, she lost the patience to explain: "I understand your concerns, but if you don't believe me, then go find another doctor. When you go out and go to the left, there is a medical clinic. Please."
Song Shuwan said it politely, but the woman was furious.