Not long after Lu Linshen left, Song Huaci seemed to be woken up by pain, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw that it was Meng Zhaoyan, her eyes subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Meng Zhaoyan grabbed her hand, "There are no outsiders now, you don't have to think about hiding from me." ”

Song Huaci sneered and opened the topic, "Fang Cai, who is that?" I hear you talking......"

"How much have you heard?" Meng Zhaoyan subconsciously.

Song Huaci laughed weakly, "Don't worry, I was weakened by the pain of neurasthenia, and I didn't hear anything clearly, you don't have to guard me like this, and I won't harm you." ”

Meng Zhaoyan regretted it after asking, thought about it for a while, and thought that the two of them didn't say anything taboo, so he said slowly: "I didn't guard against you, it's just that this wheelchair has been sitting for a long time, and it must be more vigilant, ancestral hall, this king apologizes to you......"

"No, I don't blame you."

Song Huaci shook his head with difficulty, his face suddenly turned again, as if muttering, "It hurts......"

"Where does it hurt?"

Meng Zhaoyan immediately wanted to lift the quilt to see, but was blocked by Song Huaci with a red face, "I, I, it hurts everywhere, don't, I'm used to it......"

Meng Zhaoyan blamed herself even more when she heard this, if she didn't treat her like that yesterday, why did Song Huaci stay overnight in the pharmacy, let alone a series of things behind.

"I saw my sister in front of me, is she gone?"

Meng Zhaoyan's brows jumped, "Well, Miss Song San is not feeling well, so she will go back to the room to rest first." ”

Song Huaci smiled, turned his head to look at the inside of the bed, completely opened Meng Zhaoyan's gaze, and said: "But I never thought that Meng Zhaoyan, you would stay here all the time, I know that you are acting in front of outsiders, but you don't have to waste so much time with me, you still have something to do, just go first." ”

When she said this, she didn't feel good, but she didn't understand why it was uncomfortable, it was a feeling she had never felt before, but it made herself, who was almost numb by the disease at the moment, feel sour and sour inexplicably, pain from the bottom of her heart.

"Ancestral Hall, I ......"

Meng Zhaoyan just wanted to say something, when there was a secret signal quietly handed by the secret guard in his ears, he sighed helplessly, tucked the quilt corner for the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, and said, "You have a good rest, I'll go out for a while." ”

Then he slid his wheelchair out of the outer hall.

Song Huaci may have been really numb by the pain, but she didn't know that a tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye near the side of the pillow.

Of course, there was news about Fang Cai's matter, Meng Zhaoyan came to the outer hall, the secret guard was already waiting on the side, Meng Zhaoyan lowered his voice and asked, "Is there any news?" ”

"Yes, the subordinates have found out that the person who has correspondence with that person is on duty in various parts of the palace, and they are usually quiet, and if it were not for this discovery, they would continue to hide."

"For whom?"

"They did it in such a way that their correspondence with the Lord would be burned as soon as they were read, but according to the recruitment of one of their subordinates, it was determined that it was ......"

"Fifth Prince Meng Lianfeng."

The two spoke in unison and said the name.

Meng Zhaoyan sneered, "Sure enough, apart from him, no one will dare to stuff people into my mansion." ”

"The confessor stays, and the rest is taken care of."

"Yes."

The secret guard led the order to leave, Meng Zhaoyan's eyes passed through the main hall, and looked straight at the bluestone slabs that were neatly laid out outside the door but no one moved, his eyes were deep and embarrassing.

Meng Zhaoyan re-entered the inner hall, Song Huaci had closed his eyes, showing a sleeping appearance, he did not approach the bedside, but went to open the window, the hall that had been smoked for a long time was slightly cool at the moment, so that his deep eyes were exchanged for three points of clarity.

It's just that he didn't know that the Song Painting Temple, which had been asleep for a long time, was rarely awake at the moment, but he was afraid that Meng Zhaoyan would do something more, so he subconsciously pretended to sleep.

She couldn't figure out what she was thinking at the moment, so she didn't want to.

The waiting time fluctuated, Meng Zhaoyan fell into a long contemplation, knowing that Xiyue came in with a medicine bowl, and Meng Zhaoyan, who heard the footsteps, came back to his senses.

A glance at the time leak, sure enough, two hours have passed.

"Lord Wang." Xiyue said slowly, "The medicine that has just been cooked, you can see ......"

"Go and wake up the princess."

"Yes."

Lu Linshen came in later, didn't say much, just stood on the side.

Meng Zhaoyan rubbed his eyebrows, tossed like this, the sun was no longer visible at all, and seeing that the Song Painting Temple had woken up, he took the medicine bowl and said, "I'll come, light the lamp." ”

The setting moon went, and the seventy-two lamps from the inner hall to the outer hall really kept her busy for a while.

The two phases were silent, the Song Painting Temple lowered its eyes, and did not look at Meng Zhaoyan, a bowl of medicine was exhausted, and a lot of sweat broke out in the palms of his hands.

Meng Zhaoyan helped her lie down and carefully advised: "When the medicinal properties slowly take effect, it won't be so uncomfortable." ”

Song Huaci nodded, the medicine was very bitter, fortunately Meng Zhaoyan gave her a candied fruit and rinsed her mouth again, otherwise I really don't know if I can fall asleep with this bitter taste.

Meng Zhaoyan glanced at Lu Linshen lightly, slid the wheelchair and walked out, Lu Linshen understood, and followed out the door, and the setting moon happened to be lit, so he was instructed by Meng Zhaoyan: "Look at the princess, if you have a vision, report it to me immediately." ”

"Yes."

Lu Linshen came to the center of the outer hall, and the lonely figure was hard and upright, and said, "What does the prince command?" ”

"Will the princess's illness leave a legacy of trouble?"

"This ......"

"Something to say."

"There is no aftermath, this is very toxic, and it comes and goes quickly, but you need to be more careful."

"What's the explanation?"

"The prince is in the palace, so he naturally knows that if something like Fang Cai happens, it will not be too difficult, but I am afraid that the prince will avoid it this time, and he will not be so lucky next time."

Meng Zhaoyan's face was gloomy, and he naturally knew what Lu Linshen meant by "that kind of thing".

Just now, the secret guard came to report that someone in the pharmacy who was cooking medicine secretly poisoned and was caught red-handed by Lu Linshen, who was guarding on the side.

This matter did not go out, Meng Zhaoyan made his own decision, but what Lu Linshen said also made sense, the people in the palace were not completely clean, and they had to guard against it.

"I'll be more careful."

Lu Lin bowed slightly, and no longer mentioned the matter, changed the topic and said: "It stands to reason that the princess's poison can be completely unraveled in a while, and in the future, with more care, it will be cured, and the minister will return to the palace." ”

"Go ahead, there is Lao Lin deep."

"Wechen retired."

Meng Zhaoyan suddenly remembered something, "Slow, you said earlier that you wanted to ask the princess for medicinal powder, but don't you want it?" ”

Lu Lin smiled and shook his head, "No, no, no, now that the princess is like this, I won't bother much, and the future will be long." ”

With that, he turned and left.

Meng Zhaoyan summoned the secret guard and instructed Lu Linshen to be sent back to the palace safely, before turning around and entering the inner hall.

Song Huaci slept for a day and a night, and at this moment the pain faded slightly, and gradually fell asleep, Meng Zhaoyan guarded her for a day, didn't do anything, didn't eat, he forgot about it, but Xiyue remembered it.

"Lord Wang, you haven't eaten for a day, do you want to ask the kitchen to arrange dinner for you?"

Meng Zhaoyan was not hungry, so he had nothing to do, but he also nodded in accordance with Xiyue's wishes.

The night gradually filled, the candlelight in the hall flickered, and Meng Zhaoyan's heart gradually settled down at this moment.