Chapter Eighty-Nine: Do You Think I Believe It?
As soon as these words came out, the Seventh Prince raised his eyes slightly, his gaze swept over Song Shuwan's neck, and then slowly moved away, Jingzhong's words were actually true.
The people in the imperial study did not notice the change in him, and the emperor asked, "Why do you say that?" β
Song Shuwan had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "Before the courtiers entered the palace, they heard that the recipe in the hands of the Seven Princes was used by the people, and the people had already recovered, so the courtiers thought that the Seven Princes were more suitable." β
The emperor bowed his head and asked, "So you think your recipe shouldn't be taken out?" β
Song Shuwan is neither humble nor arrogant: "The courtiers just think that the Seven Princes are more suitable, and they don't say that the courtiers' prescriptions should not be taken out, everyone has their own opinions on medical skills, and the prescriptions used are naturally different, and everything is based on the people's choice." β
Hearing this, the emperor looked at the Seventh Prince: "Old Seven, what do you think?" β
The Seventh Prince's demeanor was respectful: "The sons and daughters will listen to their father's orders." β
At this point, the emperor made a decision in his heart: "In this case, the two of you will release the prescriptions, in the words of Concubine Pei, everything is based on the choice of the people." β
The Seventh Prince bowed his head slightly: "Yes." β
Song Shuwan and Pei Huan also saluted at the same time: "Yes!" β
After a few moments, the three of them exited the imperial study and walked towards the palace gate.
At this moment, the Seventh Prince suddenly spoke: "I heard that Concubine Pei was injured before, but when I saw it today, I realized that it was injured in the neck, I don't know what happened to Concubine Shi's wound?" β
Before Song Shuwan could speak, Pei Huan answered: "With His Royal Highness Lao's concern, it's just a little injury." β
The Seventh Prince smiled, with a slight concern in his eyes: "A small injury is fine, the princess has a great reputation in Beijing right now, so it's better to pay more attention to safety." β
Song Shuwan was a little weird, but she didn't care too much, and lightly said, "Your Highness Xie cares." β
The Seventh Prince bowed his head, greeted Pei Huan and left.
Song Shuwan became more and more inexplicable, and when she saw him far away, she asked, "Shizi, why is the Seventh Prince so inexplicable?" β
Pei Huan said with a bit of deep meaning: "Do you really think that the Seventh Prince is inexplicable?" β
Song Shuwan was silent, and a suspicious gaze swept over his face: "What does the prince mean by this?" β
In the silence, Pei Huan smiled: "It's nothing, go back to the Hou Mansion, the recipe you gave me has been released, and it is estimated that there will be results soon." β
Hearing this, Song Shuwan pulled the corner of her lower lip and didn't say much.
Two days later, after several hesitations, the people in Beijing were finally divided into two factions, one faction used the recipe of the Seventh Prince, and the other faction used Song Shuwan's recipe.
It was also at this time that Song Shuwan returned to Cunshan Hall.
Ding Cun was squatting with his back to the door, muttering various prescriptions in his mouth.
Song Shuwan couldn't see his face, but she felt funny when she heard the intermittent words, and after listening to it for a while, she knocked Ding Cun's head.
Almost instantly, Ding Cun jumped up, turned to face Song Shuwan, and his anger suddenly turned into joy: "The princess? When did you come back? β
"As far as Fang Cai is concerned, how are the two days of Cunshantang?"
Song Shuwan said as she picked up the ledger on the table.
At this time, a shout came: "Princess Shizi." β
Song Shuwan turned around and saw Yue Hong coming in with two maids, so she put the account book back in its place and greeted her: "Miss Yue is here to thank Shizi, how is he doing these days?" β
Yue Hong pursed her lips slightly, and a little struggle flashed in her eyes: "I did come here for Brother Youxing, the princess, he used the recipe of the Seventh Prince, but he did not recover, and he is still unconscious." β
The expression on Song Shuwan's face was slightly restrained: "The prescription of the Seven Princes is indeed aimed at the symptoms caused by miraculous medicines, and it should not be ineffective. β
Yue Hong clasped his hands together, and his eyes fell to the ground: "I also know, but Brother Youxing is indeed not healed, Princess Shizi, can you go with Yue Hong and help Yue Hong take a look at Brother Youxing's situation?" β
Song Shuwan frowned slightly, and the words of refusal were still in her mouth, so she heard Yue Hong continue: "Brother Youxing has been taken back to Yongwang's Mansion now, I only know that he has been unconscious, and they never told me the specific situation, Princess Shizi, I am worried, you must help me." β
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed slightly, "You said, you want to find out what Xie Shizi is doing now, right?" β
Yue Hong nodded, her eyes were red, and she said earnestly, "Concubine Shizi, you help me." β
Song Shuwan looked at her without saying a word, and as time passed, the atmosphere gradually became stagnant.
"World, princess, why are you ......?"
Yue Hong wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say halfway through her words, and suddenly fell into silence.
"Miss Yue, has anyone ever said that you are very simple and naΓ―ve? Can't hide your thoughts? β
Yue Hong was stunned: "What does the princess mean by this?" β
"You said that Xie Shizi was unconscious, but you also said that the people in Yongwangfu didn't let you know about his situation, but if you really didn't know Xie Shizi's situation, how could you say that he was unconscious?"
As soon as the words fell, Yue Hong's eyes widened instantly: "I, I ......"
Song Shuwan sighed: "Miss Yue, I don't know what you came here for today, but in Xie Shizi's situation, I won't go, please Miss Yue leave." β
Yue Hong shook her head: "I don't ......"
Before she finished speaking, Ding Cun next to her couldn't bear it, and said in a rough voice: "I don't understand people's words, let you go, leave quickly, don't waste time here." β
Yue Hong paused, glanced at Ding Cun, and then at Song Shuwan, hesitated a few times, and finally turned around and left.
Song Shuwan watched her go away, her brows furrowed slightly, would the daughter taught by Shangshu Mansion really be as innocent and simple as this?
And......
She looked out the door, the illness in the capital was almost cleared this time, but at the beginning, she found out that King Yong, who was involved in this disease, is still out of the matter, Pei Huan and the emperor, what are they thinking, is it possible to prepare to take it lightly?
After two days, calm gradually returned to the capital, and the speech shifted from strange illness to the Queen Mother's birthday banquet.
At this moment, a news suddenly broke out, causing a large uproar, and the strange illness in the capital was not a disease, but a poison.
Some people deliberately put poison in the medicine by taking advantage of the fact that people in Beijing were suffering from typhoid fever, and the main culprit had been captured and would be beheaded in the near future.
And the culprit is related to King Yong's Mansion.
"God, how could someone be so vicious and take advantage of the power of King Yong?"
"No, although King Yong himself is ruthless, he is very good to the people."
Just when the people were talking, Song Shuwan found Pei Huan, and her face was solemn: "I heard the remarks in Beijing. β
Pei Huan asked, "What do you think?" β
"You said that the miracle medicine is related to King Yong, but now it is the people in his house who are responsible for the crime."
Song Shuwan walked towards Pei Huan step by step, with a bit of bitterness on her face: "Pei Huan, what deal did you make behind your back?" β
Pei Huan was silent, and after a long time, he said, "There is no deal." β
"Do you think I believe it?"