Song Shuwan was silent, letting the evening wind blow the corners of her hair and clothes, she wondered why someone always wanted to target a medical hall for no reason, and she was the one who was angry.

"Does the prince know, who is behind the scenes?"

Pei Huan shook his head: "It hasn't been found out yet, but the body of Nanming Xiaoshizi is related to Cunshantang, and the person who killed him may target you." ”

"I'll take the flying kite with me."

Song Shuwan replied lightly, although it was a little inexplicable, but it was best if the person who killed Nanming's little prince didn't make a move, and she didn't care if she did, she couldn't hurt her after all.

After that, she sent Pei Huan back to the room, turned around, and sat down in the courtyard.

Baicao found it, and went back to the room to get the cloak: "It is deeper and heavier, and the princess has to be careful." ”

Song Shuwan held the cloak with one hand, and her eyebrows bent slightly: "Got it." ”

She looked up and looked at the starry sky, with a bit of indistinguishable emotion in her eyes.

Baicao only felt that the princess was lonely, as if she was going to be cut off from the world, and couldn't help but shout: "The princess." ”

Song Shuwan came back to her senses, and her black and white eyes fell on her face: "What's wrong?" ”

Baicao knew that it was not the right time to shout, and pursed his lower lip when he heard the words: "The slave wants to ask, where are you going to have dinner?" ”

Song Shuwan touched her lower abdomen and was surprised that she hadn't eaten dinner yet: "Then ......"

"Let the kitchen bring dinner."

A deep male voice interrupted Song Shuwan's words, and then the sound of a wheelchair rolling on the ground came, and Pei Huan appeared in a dark push.

Song Shuwan held her cheek with one hand, and looked at Pei Huan approaching with a faint expression: "How can the prince be interested in coming to the courtyard?" ”

Pei Huan pulled the corners of his lips slightly: "It's annoying to stay in the house." ”

The servants of the courtyard had set up their supper and retreated to the side.

Song Shuwan looked at Pei Huan with an undetectable afterglow, and pretended to say casually: "I heard that the prince has run a lot of places during the day, it's very hard, right?" ”

Pei Huan paused, and there was a little more contemplation in his eyes: "Hard work is not counted, with this wheelchair, I am just a person." ”

The two chatted casually, and the words that came out of their mouths seemed ordinary, but every sentence was intertwined with hints.

After dinner, Pei Huanrang pushed him back, and before leaving, he suddenly left a sentence: "Lord Huayang has returned to Beijing." ”

Lord Huayang, isn't that the daughter of King Yong?

Song Shuwan was slightly stunned, and was about to ask carefully, Pei Huan had already left, why did he suddenly mention the county lord of Huayang? Also, there is also a problem with Pei Huan's demeanor, and he is obviously still wary of himself.

On the other side, Pei Huan returned to the house, and his expression suddenly sank: "Check, see who leaked my whereabouts." ”

Song Shuwan couldn't ask that sentence for no reason, someone must have said something behind her back.

Dark one bowed his head: "Yes!" ”

The next day, Song Shuwan suddenly had no idea of going to Cunshantang, and sat in the courtyard after breakfast.

"Good morning, son."

Pei Huan bowed his head slightly and asked, "You won't go to Cunshan Hall today?" ”

Song Shuwan didn't say that she didn't plan to go, so she said, "I'll go in a while." ”

Pei Huan smiled: "Do you need me to send you over?" ”

Song Shuwan shook her head and rejected Pei Huan's kindness: "The prince is still busy with his own affairs, I can take Baicao and Flying Kite in a while." ”

Hearing this, Pei Huan didn't stay any longer.

Song Shuwan watched Pei Huan and his party disappear around the corner, her brows furrowed unconsciously.

The flying kite tilted her head and asked curiously, "Why does the princess stare at the figure of the prince?" But you can't bear the son? ”

Song Shuwan: "......"

She is not reluctant to Pei Huan.

Raising his hand and knocking on the forehead of the flying kite, Song Shuwan said lightly: "I'm just thinking, what is the prince going to do, okay, don't sit, go out for a walk with me." ”

As he spoke, Liu Mei appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Song Shuwan met her eyes, and she was a little irritable in her heart, what is Liu Mei going to do?

"Liu Mei has seen the princess."

"No need to be polite, Liu Langzhong came over so early, but is there something?"

Liu Mei pursed her lips and smiled: "Liu Mei received a post from the daughter of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites yesterday, and invited the nobles in Beijing to come over to enjoy the flowers, I don't know if the princess wants to go together?" ”

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu Sun Ling?

If she remembers correctly, this person is from King Yong's side on the bright side.

Song Shuwan raised her eyes: "Where is the post?" ”

The smile on Liu Mei's face stiffened slightly, but he quickly reacted: "That post belongs to the Hou Mansion, so naturally it is in the hands of the Hou Mansion steward." ”

"Hou Mansion, steward?"

Song Shuwan repeated Liu Mei's words, leaned forward slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she was not stupid, she knew what the post was like as soon as she heard it.

It's ridiculous to take the post given to her by Shang Shufu as her own, but Liu Mei also reminded her of one thing.

At the palace banquet, Yue Hong mentioned that she had rejected the posts of various families, and she had not yet settled accounts with the steward.

"Baicao, invite the steward."

Liu Mei was stunned: "World, what does the princess mean?" ”

Song Shuwan glanced at her and ignored her.

Soon, the steward entered the Qingfeng Courtyard, and as soon as he entered the door, he knelt on the ground: "The slave has seen the princess." ”

Song Shuwan bowed her head and asked slowly, "Do you know what I called you here today?" ”

The steward's body stiffened, and his eyes rolled around: "The slave doesn't know." ”

"I don't know? Still don't want to know? ”

Song Shuwan's fluttering eyes swept over Liu Mei's body, and then fell on the steward, and suddenly stood up and kicked the steward hard.

With a bang, the steward fell to the ground, but soon he got up again and knelt upright.

Song Shuwan looked at him condescendingly: "If it weren't for the palace banquet, I wouldn't have known that there were so many bold subordinates in the Hou Mansion, who even dared to deduct my post, ruined my reputation, deceived and concealed it, do you still remember your identity?" The Hou Mansion raised a group of evil slaves like you, and when it was spread, others said that the Hou Mansion had no rules, can you afford this bad reputation? ”

The steward trembled, but he didn't know what he thought, and suddenly calmed down: "About the post, princess, the slave can explain, you ......"

Song Shuwan didn't listen to his explanation, and raised her chin slightly: "Baicao, according to the rules of the Hou Mansion, how should such evil slaves be handled?" ”

Baicao stepped forward: "If you return to the princess, these evil slaves should be killed with a rod according to the rules of the Hou Mansion, if you have a good heart, you can also sell them to the tooth line." ”

The steward was shocked: "You, you...... I've been in charge of the Hou Mansion for many years, and you're just a princess, so you're not qualified to deal with me! ”

Song Shuwan looked away carelessly, and directly ignored the steward: "Then sell it to the tooth shop, pass it on, if there are such people who deceive and conceal them in the future, they will all be killed!" ”

The steward was furious: "Why did you betray me? I want to see Madame, I want to see, don't ......."

Baicao summoned two small servants, blocked the mouths of the steward who was still yelling, and was about to pull people away, but Liu Mei, who had been watching, couldn't hold back.

"Stop, if the princess thinks that I used your post and feels uncomfortable, you can say it directly, Liu Mei doesn't want to post, but he is just a subordinate in charge, and he can't be the master of others at all, why do you bother him?"