Outside the palace, the carriage of the Houfu was parked.

"How are you?"

Song Shuwan opened her eyes, looked at Baicao's worried face close at hand, and was about to speak, but spit out another mouthful of blood.

The smell of blood spread in the carriage, and Pei Huan frowned: "What's the matter with you?" Why do you keep vomiting blood? ”

Song Shuwan slowly wiped the blood from the corners of her lips, but what she said was something else: "That Zhen Yuan is the person of the prince, and among the people who stirred up at the palace banquet tonight, there was also arranged by the prince, right?" ”

In just one sentence, the atmosphere in the carriage was extremely stagnant.

Baicao lowered his eyebrows and retreated to the side to minimize the sense of presence.

Pei Huan smiled: "When did you find out?" ”

Song Shuwan clenched her fingers: "The prince said that the palace banquet is a second chance, how can he not make arrangements?" ”

There are many ways for the little princess to have a heart attack, but that Zhen Yuan ......

Thinking of the woman dressed in black and neat, Song Shuwan was unconsciously silent, why did such a person show a little madness?

Putting away her thoughts, she continued: "It's just that these arrangements made by the prince of the world want to put me on the side of the weak, right? Want everyone to sympathize with me? But I don't think it's necessary, I think I have a problem, no matter how I arrange it, I will think I have a problem, think I'm okay, and I won't be in the first place. ”

Pei Huan pointed out sharply: "But the fact is that everyone will only follow the crowd, and tonight's arrangement is not clever, but as long as one person thinks you are pitiful, you will not be in vain, and the other ......"

The man paused for a moment and asked in a calm tone, "Aren't you going to deal with the problem of vomiting blood?" If you vomit again, you'll die before you get to the waiting house. ”

Song Shuwan pressed down an acupuncture point and said lightly: "I can't deal with it, I specially sealed the acupoint with the gold needle I brought with me, and now there is no gold needle, so I can only wait until I return to the Houfu to deal with it, cough cough cough cough ......"

She coughed violently, and the person leaned back: "It's okay, it'll be fine soon." ”

There was silence in the carriage, and I don't know how long it took for the coachman's reminder to come in: "Shizi, Shizifei, it's time to wait for the mansion." ”

Pei Huan spoke: "Baicao, take your master back to the room." ”

"Yes!"

Song Shuwan opened her eyes, her gaze quickly swept over Pei Huan's face, and she walked away with the power of Baicao.

The night wind blew, and a dark shadow appeared next to the carriage: "Shizi, it has been arranged." ”

Pei Huan bowed slightly: "Keep an eye on it, don't give birth to a business trip pool." ”

On the other side, Song Shuwan returned to the room and took the gold needle, and when everything was taken care of, it was already an hour later.

"Princess Shizi, are you really okay?"

Fei Kite came running with an injury, looking at Song Shuwan worriedly, her face was about to wrinkle, and the princess's face turned pale.

"What can I do?"

Song Shuwan asked with a smile and pointed to her shoulder: "You better take care of your injuries, you can walk around, you still have to take care of your shoulder." ”

Fei Kite shook his head: "Princess, the slave's injury doesn't matter. ”

As he was talking, Baicao came in with the medicine: "Concubine Shizi, the medicine is ready." ”

Song Shuwan took it and said, "I won't leave the Houfu in the near future, if there is anything outside the Houfu, you and Song Ren will discuss and deal with it, but you really can't handle it, come to me again." ”

Baicao nodded with a not very good-looking face: "The slave knows." ”

Song Shuwan stared at her for a moment, laughed a little, and asked knowingly, "Oh, how can you look so bitter and hateful?" Who bullied you in the house? ”

Baicao was silent, with a little helplessness in his expression: "How many people can bully slaves and maids in this house?" The slave just thinks ......"

Before she finished speaking, the door suddenly opened, and when Baicao and Fei Kite saw the people coming in, they retreated to both sides: "I've seen the son." ”

Pei Huan bowed slightly, waved his hand and waved away everyone in the room: "Tomorrow the palace will send a doctor, I don't know why you want to hurt yourself, but since it started, don't show traces." ”

Song Shuwan understood what he meant, and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I won't show traces, but I'm afraid that the words of the prince tonight will not be easy to deal with in front of the emperor, right?" ”

Others don't know that she can treat Pei Huan's eyes and legs, so she can be fooled no matter what, but the emperor is different, the emperor knows her importance to Pei Huan, and he will not be covered up by Pei Huan's deliberate indifference at all.

Pei Huan asked rhetorically: "How do you know that the emperor didn't interfere in the palace banquet tonight?" ”

Song Shuwan was stunned: "What does the prince mean by this?" ”

Pei Huan leaned forward slightly, with a little indifference in his tone: "Some people's hands are stretched too long, and they touch things that shouldn't be touched, so they naturally have to clean up." ”

Song Shuwan's eyes widened slightly: "What do you mean?" Tonight's palace feast...... Anything else? ”

"You'll know in two days, you just need to take care of your illness and wait for the results to come out."

Song Shuwan stared at Pei Huan, her fingertips instantly pinched into the tender flesh of her palm, she said that tonight's palace banquet was inexplicable, everything was developing extremely strangely, it turned out that someone was behind the arrangement, and it was the most honorable emperor of the Great Zhou plus the god of war of the Great Zhou.

What would have happened if Zhen Yuan had been covering up tonight and letting the palace banquet go backwards? In other words, if she hadn't done it to herself tonight, what would have happened to the palace banquet?

"Shizi, I have a question."

Pei Huan raised his eyebrows slightly: "You want to ask, if you don't do it to yourself tonight, what arrangements will I make, right?" ”

Song Shuwan took a deep breath: "Not bad." ”

Pei Huan spit out two words neatly: "Zhen Yuan." ”

He said it simply, but Song Shuwan felt a chill in her back when she heard it: "Do you want Zhen Yuan to kill me?" ”

"Won't die."

In just three words, Song Shu smiled politely: "A good sentence will not die, Shizi, the reason why I went to the palace banquet was because I trusted you, but you trusted me so much?" ”

Pei Huan said lightly: "You have to wash away the slander of the people in Beijing against you, and I have to deal with some people in the dark, so it is a win-win situation, what are you angry about?" ”

The room fell silent, and Song Shuwan sneered: "Yes, win-win, but how good is this win-win situation for me?" ”

"I'll make it up to you."

"Get out!"

Song Shuwan smashed the tea cup in her hand, but after Pei Huan left, the anger on her face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a calmness that bordered on indifference.

After a long time, she sneered, the so-called win-win situation is just a gimmick, Pei Huan uses her as a raft, then let's see who can get her wish in the end.

But the Zhen Yuan at the palace banquet ......

Song Shuwan squinted, Zhen Yuan's nonsense messed up Pei Huan's arrangement, and she didn't know what the intention was, but it was certain that Zhen Yuan had no ill will towards her, and she could make friends.

The next day, more than a dozen imperial doctors entered the waiting house, but they were stopped outside Qingfeng Hospital.

"The prince said that my concubine does not need quack treatment."