Song Shuwan wanted to say yes, but when the words came to her lips, she and Pei Huan saw the difference, and their views on certain things naturally differed, but can the situation of refugees really be compared together?

Moreover, she really cares about Pei Huan's words "even if they are refugees".

Staring at Pei Huan for a moment, Song Shuwan rubbed her eyebrows and said, "Please advise Shizi, why do you say that the refugees in Luming County and Mingzhou City can be compared together?" ”

Pei Huan's fingers moved slightly: "Do you remember, the group of people I met before who wanted to grab food?" ”

Song Shuwan was slightly stunned, she remembered the group of refugees who wanted to grab food: "Haven't that group of people been cleaned up?" ”

Pei Huan bowed: "Yes, they have all been cleaned up, the reason why you think that the refugees in Luming County and Mingzhou City are different is mainly because the refugees in Luming County have been tortured so much, but you have forgotten that even if the refugees in Luming County are sad, they have never moved the idea of grabbing food, in other words, when you first arrived in Mingzhou City, did you look at those people as if they were in difficulty to grab food?" ”

It's rare for Pei Huan to say so long, after Song Shuwan's reaction, her eyes widened, she actually forgot such a critical point, it may be normal for refugees to grab food, but it is really desperate, at this point, it is even more difficult for refugees in Luming County!

And the people of Mingzhou City have indeed not reached the point of grabbing grain.

No wonder, no wonder Pei Huan wants to compare the people on both sides together, and also shows that the people in the state city are not refugees, and only by putting the two sides together can we see the strangeness of the people here.

In other words, there are refugees in Mingzhou City, but those refugees have not yet shown up, or are hiding.

Knowing this, Song Shuwan immediately thanked her: "Thank you Shizi for solving your doubts." ”

Pei Huan tugged at the corners of his lower lip slightly, and his voice changed, returning to the topic of refugees he said earlier.

"Now you know that the people of Mingzhou City have not reached the point of grabbing food, so where will the refugees who used to grab food now?

"The part of the people that the prince said ......"

Song Shuwan paused halfway through her words, and her eyes were also fixed, she couldn't think of where that group of people would gather, and the most important thing was that with Pei Huan here, why didn't they go to Mingzhou City? Even if someone is secretly blocking it, it is impossible for the living people to be successfully stopped, right?

She said all these doubts, and saw a smile in Pei Huan's eyes.

"You make a lot of sense."

Song Shuwan sighed: "I said what I thought in my heart, but I didn't want the prince to say a word, I have been in Mingzhou City for many days, and the prince has hidden a lot of things from me." ”

Pei Huan's fingers tapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and said lightly: "Right now, I will tell you everything, Tang Cheng is the person of King Yong, and the ...... is behind the refugee incident in Luming County There is also the shadow of King Yong. ”

Song Shuwan was stunned, and the doubts and incomprehension in her mind suddenly came to her senses, she thought that Pei Huan left Beijing for disaster relief in order to avoid the little princess and choose a concubine, but in fact, it was because King Yong was involved, so the person who rescued the disaster could only be Pei Huan.

"Does the prince want to do something to King Yong?"

"There is no evidence."

Pei Huan slightly accentuated his tone: "In my hands, I don't have any evidence that can convict King Yong." ”

Song Shuwan's lips opened slightly, and the sound of rain outside the carriage gradually became louder, but the atmosphere in the carriage froze.

As time passed, Song Shuwan took a deep breath: "I know, let's go back to the city." ”

The coachman drove the carriage back to the city, and when he was halfway there, a neighing sounded, followed by a sudden shaking of the carriage, and suddenly became calm.

Song Shuwan came back to her senses, and without thinking about it, she pounced on Pei Huan: "Get out of the car!" ”

As soon as her words fell, Baicao and Flying Kite quickly jumped out of the carriage, and at the same time, Dark Three ran in.

"Shizi, Shizifei, let's go!"

The wheelchair landed, Song Shuwan identified the next direction, and ran in the opposite direction of Mingzhou City under the escort of several secret guards.

On the other side, Baicao and Flying Kite faced the man in black, and the crisp sound of swords colliding was muffled by the sound of rain.

In the rain, Song Shuwan staggered a few steps: "Dark three, you ......"

"Be careful."

Pei Huan suddenly spoke, and before Song Shuwan could react, she was dragged by him, and her already stumbling footsteps hit the wheelchair and fell heavily on Pei Huan.

At the same time, a cold light brushed her hair.

Song Shuwan turned her head, stunned by this familiar scene, and then heard Pei Huan's voice full of murderous intent fall: "Kill, no one will be left." ”

"Yes!"

The dark guards scattered, spreading around with the wheelchair as the center, and none of the black-clothed people who approached could survive, on the other side, Baicao and Feikite solved the black-clothed people around the carriage and quickly leaned over to this side.

"Princess Shizi, are you okay?" Baicao asked eagerly.

Song Shuwan wiped the water from her face: "I'm fine." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she was so drenched in the rain that she couldn't see anything clearly.

Damn, she probably shouldn't have gotten out of the carriage, and something would have happened if she stayed in the carriage.

Baicao reacted quickly, and quickly went back to the carriage to get an umbrella, and after Song Shuwan took it, she propped herself on top of Pei Huan's head and asked, "Go back to the carriage first or go to Mingzhou City?" And behold, the horses pulling the cart were dead. ”

Pei Huan indifferently wiped the rain off his face: "Wait a while." ”

It wasn't long before the sound of horses' hooves was heard, followed by several carriages.

"I've seen the prince, the princess, hurry up and get into the carriage." A large, bearded man stepped forward to salute and then made a way.

Song Shuwan didn't know why, but after getting Pei Huan's signal, she still pushed the wheelchair over.

After returning to Mingzhou City for half an hour, Song Shuwan took a bath and changed her clothes before going to find Pei Huan: "Shizi, let me diagnose the pulse." ”

Pei Huan was wearing a middle coat, his wet hair was still attached to his face, and he stretched out his wrist when he heard the words: "My heart is a little stuffy." ”

Song Shuwan glanced at him, and after a moment, she withdrew her hand: "There's no obstacle, just drink some ginger soup in a while." ”

As he was talking, there were two "bangs" from outside the door, followed by a rough male voice into the house: "Shizi, the person you are looking for has been brought to you by your subordinates." ”

Pei Huan raised his eyes slightly: "Bring it in." ”

Song Shuwan went to the side and sat down, and saw the big man who had arrived with the carriage before entering the door, and behind him, a thin young man was shrinking his neck and followed in.

"Yo, the princess is also here, and his subordinate Cheng Cong has seen the princess."

The young man in the back trembled and saluted: "See, I've seen the prince, the princess." ”

Pei Huan's head bowed: "Can you tell me the reason why this son wants to see him?" ”

Cheng Cong laughed a few times and slapped the young man on the shoulder: "As I said, he knows that the prince is looking for him to ask about the refugees in Mingzhou City, and the prince can rest assured, he must know everything and say everything!" ”