Listening to Pei Huan's inquiry, Song Shuwan accentuated her tone slightly: "Naturally, is this the case, is it possible that the prince of the world thinks that I am going over for something else?" ”

Pei Huan subconsciously denied: "That's not it, it's just that even if King Nanming has something else in his hands, you can't go over at this time, do you know that once the emperor suspects you, your ......"

Before Pei Huan finished speaking, a dark voice suddenly came from outside the door: "I've seen my father-in-law, but my father-in-law is here to find my son to enter the palace?" ”

Almost at the same time, the door of the closed room was pushed open, and several people dressed as eunuchs entered.

At that time, Song Shuwan was rubbing Pei Huan's shoulders, and when she heard the movement, she looked up in surprise: "What are the fathers-in-law doing?" You don't have to break into other people's rooms to invite someone into the palace, right? ”

Several eunuchs were stunned, and they glanced at each other, and one of the eunuchs stepped forward: "I've seen the prince, the princess, the slaves are just too anxious, so they left faster." ”

Song Shuwan said "oh" and stopped rubbing her hands: "I don't know what makes several fathers-in-law so anxious?" ”

"The little princess suddenly fell ill, and the emperor asked me to wait to invite the princess into the palace to treat the little princess."

Song Shuwan was a little stunned, she had only given acupuncture to the little princess for a long time, how could she get sick again?

She subconsciously wanted to see Pei Huan, but pressed the idea again: "I see, wait a minute, I'll go get the golden needle and come." ”

After that, Song Shuwan bypassed a few eunuchs and went back to her room.

Baicao was looking at the account book with Yue Hong, and when he saw Song Shuwan appearing, he immediately got up.

Song Shuwan didn't wait for them to speak, and told them about a few eunuchs.

Baicao's brows furrowed instantly: "That little princess has always been hostile to the princess, and now that she is sick, the princess is stabilizing the situation for her, I'm afraid there will be an accident, right?" ”

Song Shuwan smiled: "I'm not afraid of accidents, I'm just thinking, which of you two would be willing to accompany me into the palace?" ”

Baicao responded without thinking: "Slave maid, slave maid accompany the princess into the palace." ”

Yue Hong wanted to speak and stopped, but she didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

Seeing this, Song Shuwan took Yue Hong's hand: "You all leave with me, but when you enter the palace, change to Yue Hong, and you stay in the carriage." ”

Baicao glanced at Yue Hong, and responded neatly: "I will listen to the arrangements of the princess." ”

The entanglement on Yue Hong's face turned into joy: "Thank you for taking me into the palace." ”

Song Shuwan pulled the corner of her lower lip: "Follow me at that time, don't walk around at will." ”

Half an hour later, Song Shuwan took Yue Hong into Cining Palace.

The Queen Mother sat on the soft couch in the middle, and when she saw Song Shuwan appear, her brows furrowed slightly: "Do you have a way to treat heart disease?" ”

As soon as Song Shuwan heard it, she knew that the Queen Mother wanted to cure the little princess completely, but the problem was that the little princess was born with a heart disease, and even if she wanted to cure it, she couldn't do it.

Thinking about it, she said euphemistically: "Queen Mother, the little princess's heart disease can only be protected." ”

The Queen Mother pressed her eyebrows: "The mourning family has been listening to this, and now they are tired of hearing it." ”

Song Shuwan lowered her eyebrows and pleasing her eyes: "Natural heart disease has always been incurable. ”

"That's it, Qingyang is in the inner hall, you can go in."

"Yes."

Song Shuwan was about to take Yue Hong into the inner hall, when she heard the Queen Mother speak again: "Yue Hong stayed to accompany the mourning family to say a few words." ”

Song Shuwan glanced at Yue Hong, and the latter's expression was very complicated.

However, Song Shuwan can understand that from the daughter of Shangshu to the current subordinate, returning to Cining Palace, Yue Hong must have a gap in her heart, and hopes that Yue Hong can deal with this gap as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, Song Shuwan and the female official Tao Yao entered the inner hall.

The little princess is sober today, covering her heart with one hand, frowning her eyebrows, and her whole person is a little indescribably weak.

"Princess, am I going to die?"

Song Shuwan took the hand of the golden needle and raised her eyes slightly: "The little princess said that she laughed, your golden branches and jade leaves are smashed by the Tai Hospital, and you can save your life without worry." ”

The little princess pursed her lips: "But I feel that my heart is getting more and more uncomfortable, just like ......"

Song Shuwan dropped the needle without saying a word, and the little princess's words suddenly stopped abruptly halfway through: "You are too worried, calm your mind, and take good care of your body." ”

More than a dozen golden needles fell, and the little princess slowly fell asleep.

Song Shuwan was afraid of an accident, so she specially checked the pulse of the little princess, and only turned around after making sure that there was no problem: "After half an hour, I will pull out the needle for the little princess, and trouble Aunt Taoyao to send someone to take a look, so that I can decoct the little princess." ”

"Princess, please wait a moment."

Half an hour passed in a flash, Song Shuwan pulled out the golden needle, and the sleeping little princess woke up faintly, with a bit of trance in her expression.

"You, what did you do to me?"

Song Shuwan said lightly: "Let the little princess sleep for a while, how about it, the heart is comfortable now?" ”

The little princess didn't make a sound, but just stared at Song Shuwan with a pair of eyes.

Song Shuwan didn't care either, took the medicine to the little princess, and handed it over to Tao Yao.

On the other side, Yue Hong accompanied the Queen Mother to walk around the Imperial Garden, and heard the Queen Mother sigh.

"The matter of Shangshu Mansion, the mourning family heard about it, and the mourning family couldn't believe that the military department Shangshu would actually use salt to induce a hand, which is a big taboo in the Great Zhou."

Yue Hong's eyes were slightly red, and she wanted to say that her father didn't make a move on Yanyin, but when the words came to her lips, she was just a maid now, and if she talked too much, she would not only provoke fire, but also involve the princess.

"That's what the Queen Mother said."

The Queen Mother glanced at her: "Are you unwilling?" ”

Yue Hong lowered her eyebrows and pleasing her eyes: "No, the slave maid really thinks that the Queen Mother said yes." ”

The Queen Mother snorted coldly: "You have been by the side of the mourning family for many years, the thoughts in your heart, a little change, the mourning family can see it, now you are a slave by the side of Song Shuwan, so you can do things well, after a few years, no one cares about the affairs of the Yue family, the mourning family has taken off the slave status for you, you can find a good family to marry."

Yue Hong lowered her head: "Slave, I know." ”

At this moment, a palace maid hurriedly walked over: "Queen Mother, the princess is over." ”

Hearing this, the Queen Mother left directly.

Yue Hong fell behind, looking at the figure in front of her farther and farther away, she was suddenly stunned, she had never felt like today, she felt that she was just a subordinate, she lowered her head, her eyes were more and more red, the princess was benevolent and didn't say anything, but she was not the previous Miss Yue after all.

On the way back to the Hou Mansion, Song Shuwan caught a glimpse of Yue Hong, who had been silent beside her, and felt strange: "Yue Hong, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yue Hong raised her head: "It's nothing, I'm ...... The slave was thinking about the Queen Mother's words. ”

Slaves?

Song Shuwan noticed her salutation, her brows furrowed instantly, and her fingertips lightly tapped Yue Hong's eyebrows: "What kind of slave, you, it was the Yue family that sent it out of the cell, but it's not the people next to me, let's say, what did the Queen Mother say?" ”