Shen Zecang was sitting in the study, quietly practicing calligraphy.

At this time, an attendant walked in, quietly walked to Shen Zecang's side, and whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, the eldest prince is seriously ill. ”

Hearing the attendant's words, Shen Zecang was still writing slowly, ignoring the attendant's words.

After finishing writing, Shen Zecang put down his pen, looked at the words on the desk, and said slowly: "Is the news accurate?"

"Exactly. The news that the eldest prince is seriously ill has come out, and presumably the imperial doctor in the palace has no choice. When the ministers of the court learned the news, people's hearts fluctuated. ”

Listening to the attendant's words, Shen Zecang knocked on the table with his hand, smiled, casually put aside the words he had just written, and said in a happy tone: "It seems that this king's plan has worked." The eldest prince is seriously ill, so ......"

When Shen Zecang was about to lay out the next plan, he suddenly remembered that Song Shuyan was still in the palace.

If she is there, whether the eldest prince's condition is aggravated or not, there is an uncertain factor in this, and this matter must be guaranteed to be foolproof.

The guard looked at Shen Zecang and fell into deep thought, knowing that he was thinking about things, so he stood aside silently, not disturbing Shen Zecang thinking about things.

After a long time, Shen Zecang decided to send someone to check on Shen Muyan's condition, and there was already a suitable candidate in his heart, so he said, "Go, invite Song Wanyan over." ”

After that, Shen Zecang picked up a book casually, flipped through it gently, and waited for Song Wanyan's arrival.

Along the way, Song Wanyan was thinking about what Shen Zecang was looking for her, but she couldn't think of a clue in her mind.

Until she walked to the door of the study, Song Wanyan saw Shen Zecang looking at the books, and the strings in her heart tightened, because she had been by Shen Zecang's side for a long time and understood what kind of person Shen Zecang was.

Shen Zecang heard the movement at the door, looked up and saw Song Wanyan standing at the door, so he smiled and said, "Wanyan, you come in, I have something to tell you." ”

Hearing Shen Zecang's words, Song Wanyan slowly walked in front of Shen Zecang, staring at him with her eyes and not speaking.

And Shen Zecang didn't care, he took the prepared medicinal materials and handed them to Song Wanyan's hand.

Then, Shen Zecang said in a very gentle tone: "Wanyan, I heard that the eldest prince is sick, so I specially prepared some medicinal materials. You and Song Shuyan are sisters, give her the medicinal herbs, and then go to visit the eldest prince. ”

Song Wanyan felt the tone of the last sentence aggravate, and suddenly understood what Shen Zecang meant in her heart, so she said meekly: "Okay, I'll go now." ”

Seeing Song Wanyan's back leaving, Shen Zecang sneered: "It's a smart person, don't let me down." ”

After that, Shen Zecang continued to look at the book leisurely, very indifferent.

In the palace, Song Shuyan was embroidering, and he heard the eunuch at the door say, "Miss, your sister is here." ”

After Song Shuyan heard that Song Wanyan was coming, he knew in his heart that Song Wanyan must have come because the eldest prince was seriously ill, otherwise how could he come here.

Although thinking like this, Song Shuyan was very calm on the surface, still embroidering, and said casually: "Let her in." ”

"Song Shuyan, you have really been able to grow lately, and you don't even go to the door to greet me. ”

Song Wanyan carried the medicinal herbs, walked into the door, and saw Song Shuyan sitting and embroidering very calmly, and suddenly became angry in her heart, and yelled at Song Shuyan.

Hearing Song Wanyan's words, Song Shuyan just put down the needle in his hand, rubbed his ears, and said in a flat tone: "Song Wanyan, this is the palace." If you yell like this, you are not afraid that someone will sue Your Majesty, saying that the concubines of the Prime Minister's Mansion are unstoppable and yelling in the palace. ”

As soon as she heard the word concubine, Song Wanyan was very angry in her heart, and then looked at Song Shuyan looking at herself with a smile, and suddenly felt as if she had been slapped by someone.

Song Wanyan wanted to go over and beat Song Shuyan very much, but she thought that she had a task now, and she couldn't tear her face with Song Shuyan, otherwise she would go back......

Thinking of Shen Zecang's face, Song Wanyan suppressed the anger in her heart, then put the medicinal herbs on the table, and said in a very unkind tone: "I'm not like you, I don't care about others, and I'm in the mood to embroider here." ”

Seeing that Song Wanyan put the medicinal herbs on the table, Song Shuyan understood Song Wanyan's intention for this trip, which was nothing more than to see if the eldest prince was really seriously ill, but fortunately he had already prepared.

Song Wanyan saw that Song Shuyan continued to embroider, she didn't care about herself, nor did she care about her behavior, and suddenly the anger in her heart couldn't be lowered, and she said bluntly: "Song Shuyan, now that the eldest prince is seriously ill, you are still in the mood to embroider here, do you have a heart?"

Hearing Song Wanyan's words, Song Shuyan didn't care, and after embroidering the flowers in his hand, he looked at Song Wanyan and chuckled: "How to cure the eldest prince is the way that the imperial doctor should think of, not me." My embroidery here did not hinder the healing of the sick. ”

Song Shuyan said, put down the needle and thread in his hand, got up and walked in front of Song Wanyan, stared at her with his eyes, and said word by word: "I don't know what you are doing, don't stay outside the palace, but come to the palace to find anger." ”

Seeing Song Shuyan standing in front of her, Song Wanyan subconsciously took a step back, but reacted to why she was afraid of her.

But Song Wanyan's move had already fallen into Song Shuyan's eyes, Song Shuyan had already laughed in his heart, took a step forward, grabbed Song Wanyan's shoulder with his hand, and said with a smile: "Song Wanyan, are you here to find hardship?"

Song Wanyan also glared back at Song Shuyan, directly pinched Song Shuyan's arm with her hand, and said fearlessly: "Song Shuyan, don't think I'm afraid of you, don't think that this is the palace, I don't dare to do anything to you." ”

Hearing Song Wanyan's words, Song Shuyan directly broke free, touched his arm, and chuckled: "Then what do you want?"

Song Wanyan didn't want to entangle too much with Song Shuyan here, so she said directly: "Song Shuyan, take me to see the eldest prince." ”

But Song Shuyan didn't pay attention to Song Wanyan's words, but sat back on the chair, picked up the teacup and drank leisurely.

Seeing Song Shuyan's leisurely appearance, Song Wanyan was very depressed in her heart, and shouted again: "Song Shuyan, I asked you to take me to see the eldest prince." ”

After Song Shuyan finished drinking a cup of tea, he looked at Song Wanyan, who was already trembling with anger, and said casually: "The eldest prince is very sick, and the imperial doctor said that he needs to recuperate and cannot meet guests. Song Wanyan, you better go back. ”

After staying here with Song Shuyan for so long and suffering so much anger, Song Wanyan couldn't bear it anymore. Now that she finally knew the news she wanted, Song Wanyan immediately left Song Shuyan's room after listening to Song Shuyan's words.