Chapter 13: She's Sick
Pei Huan cooperated with the delivery of his wrist.
Song Shuwan checked her pulse for a moment, and her eyebrows wrinkled again.
"It's strange, the pulse of the prince is not abnormal, but this dagger ......"
Pei Huan withdrew his hand and asked Song Shuwan to put away the dagger.
"I have already asked the dark one to look for the body of the woman in the pink skirt, and after seeing the woman's situation, I will be able to know what arrangements King Ning has made."
Song Shuwan bowed her head, thinking of King Ning's ruthlessness and small-bellied chicken intestines, she looked down on her heart.
"It's obviously him who is wrong, but he hates the son of the world to such an extent, King Ning is really ...... It's hard to put into words. ”
Pei Huan said lightly: "King Ning has a strange disease, more irritable than ordinary people, irritable and vindictive and murderous, the people in Beijing are used to it, if you meet him alone in the future, you must dodge." ”
As he spoke, the carriage returned to the Hou Mansion.
Song Shuwan withdrew Pei Huan's wheelchair, and when she saw that the gate of the Hou Mansion was empty, she knew that those people had been sent away.
"Shizi, there may be trouble in a while."
Song Shuwan sighed, feeling very headache, things one after another, it can be said that they are endless.
The corners of Pei Huan's mouth hooked up a faint smile: "What if I say that they won't come out today?" ”
Song Shuwan doubted: "Can they let go of such a good opportunity to find fault?" ”
Naturally, they won't, but the news of the Wen family's banquet has already spread, and the couple can guess the meaning of King Ning's behavior, so they won't jump out in a hurry.
Pei Huan didn't say it explicitly, but only asked: "What if they don't come out?" ”
"Shizi is trying to make a bet with me? Yes, I don't know what the son of the world is betting on? ”
Song Shuwan saw that there was something hidden in Pei Huan's words, so she simply took the bet.
It just so happened that she also had something to ask Pei Huan for help.
"If they don't come out, you'll have to do something for me."
Song Shuwan took his words with a smile: "If they come out, then the prince will have to do something for me, how about it?" ”
"Yes, the time for this bet will be two hours later."
Song Shuwan responded with a light smile and pushed Pei Huan into the Hou Mansion.
Half an hour later, he turned around: "Shizi, the body of the woman in the pink skirt has been taken away." ”
Song Shuwan was writing a new medicinal bath recipe for Pei Huan on the side, and her eyes fell on the dark face when she heard the words.
"Who did you see taken away?"
"See, but ...... If you don't catch up, please punish the prince. ”
The dark half knelt on the ground, bowed his head and stopped making a sound.
Song Shuwan's eyes turned slightly, and before she could speak, she saw Pei Huan waving her hand.
"Don't take it as an example, step down."
Bow down in a dark way.
Pei Huan held the tea cup and tasted the tea slowly.
After a while, Song Shuwan put down the pen, carefully dried the ink on the recipe, and handed the new medicinal bath recipe to Pei Huan.
"Change this recipe from tomorrow, and let someone grab the medicine."
Pei Huan hummed.
In the next moment, there was a figure in the room, and the medicinal bath recipe was taken and disappeared.
Time passed, and two hours were still a quarter of an hour away.
Suddenly, the steward of the Hou Mansion appeared.
"I've seen the prince, the princess, Mrs. Hou is unwell, and I want to invite the princess to come over."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips slightly, smiled and tilted her head: "How?" Does that count? ”
Pei Huan sighed: "Count, how not count?" Do you want me to come with you? ”
Steward: "? ”
What are the princes and concubines talking about? Why can't he understand?
Song Shu straightened the hem of her skirt and said lightly: "It's okay, they can't help me." ”
Qingzhu-in.
Song Shuwan was welcomed into the house by two servants, and at a glance she saw Mrs. Hou lying on the bed.
Hou Ye was standing aside, and when he saw her appear, he gave a separate look.
"You're here, hurry up and take a look for your mother, she has a lot of anguin."
Mother?
Song Shuwan's footsteps paused slightly, and she didn't choose to give birth to branches at this time.
She wanted to see what the couple was up to.
"Give me your wrist, please."
Mrs. Hou closed her eyes, covered her heart with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to the edge of the bed.
Song Shuwan looked at it but didn't move, after a long time, Hou Ye frowned and became angry.
"Why are you standing still? Why don't you give your mother a pulse check? ”
Song Shuwan didn't even give him a look, and said lightly: "Ordinary Lang Zhong entered the mansion, and the Hou Mansion also asked people to stand and diagnose the pulse?" ”
As soon as these words came out, Hou Ye immediately kicked the servant woman beside him.
"What are you still standing? Go get a chair. ”
After a while, Song Shuwan sat down slowly, and slowly stretched out her hand to catch Mrs. Hou's pulse.
Well, the pulse is strong and powerful, and there is not a trace of weakness.
Wait, what's going on?
Song Shuwan raised her eyes, her eyes fell on Mrs. Hou, first she sent news to make her ugly, and now she pretended to be sick to try her.
In that case, how could she not let these two get their wish?
Song Shuwan deliberately sighed exaggeratedly and said, "Your pulse is really amazing." ”
Mrs. Hou opened her eyes: "What do you mean by this?" ”
Song Shuwan smiled and took out the silver needle she had brought with her.
"Mrs. Hou's pulse suddenly stopped, I thought it should be a terminal illness that I have never seen before, don't worry, I'll give you a needle and take a look."
Mrs. Hou's eyes widened.
Song Shuwan didn't wait for her to speak, and dropped the silver needle.
It was just one, and Mrs. Hou couldn't move.
For a moment, she took two steps back.
I heard the servant woman next to me exclaim: "Princess, how can you, how can you tie your lady into a hedgehog!" ”
Master Hou stepped forward and saw Mrs. Hou's appearance, and he was also furious.
"You, a person who deceives the world and steals fame, I will say that you have no ability, and now you can't even find out if your mother is sick, and you have also pierced people into hedgehogs, come to serve the Hou family!"
The little guy outside the door responded, took the board and ran into the house, and in an instant, Song Shuwan was surrounded in the middle.
Song Shuwan glanced at it, and suddenly pulled the corners of her lips: "Master Hou, how could she not be sick?" She's not sick. ”
Hou Ye pointed at her: "She is not sick, angina is said to fool you, you can't find out the truth or falsehood, and said that her pulse has stopped, deceiving the world and stealing her name, and deceiving the king, how can my Hou Mansion leave you as a person!" Divorce your wife, Ben Hou will definitely let Pei Huan divorce you! ”
The curvature of Song Shuwan's mouth deepened, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.
She ignored the little guy next to her, and ignored Master Hou's jumping feet, and neatly pulled out a silver needle for Mrs. Hou.
Hou Ye glared at her angrily, but Mrs. Hou panicked, because she found that her heart and mouth were extremely painful, but her head was covered with sweat in a few moments.
By the time the silver needle was removed, she was already rolling on the bed in pain.
"Ahhh......h
Song Shuwan looked at her condescendingly, her eyes were cold and indifferent, she sent her to the door to tie her, how could she let go of the opportunity?
"What's wrong with you, ma'am?"
Hou Ye was stupid, and stepped forward to hold Mrs. Hou's arm to help the person up, but he froze in an instant.
"Song Shuwan, what have you done!"