"Yo, why didn't you come here alone?" Han Sanzhen saw the person behind Song Shuwan, and raised his eyebrows.

Song Shuwan smiled and asked, "Come and do things, do you still suspect a lot of people?" ”

"Hmph, didn't I give you a medical book and ask you to come back in a few days?"

Song Shuwan stood still: "Originally, I was going to come back in a few days, but after I went back, I thought about it, I can read medical books anywhere, right?" So I brought with me, my little apprentice. ”

"Your apprentice?" Han Sanzhen looked Ding Cun up and down, "What's so special about this kid?" ”

"Closing the eyes."

Just three words made Han Sanzhen sneer: "You can say, if you meet the eye, you will meet the eye, one is also taught, and two are also released, come, let me see what your foundation is, what is it called." ”

Ding Cun stepped forward stubbornly: "Ding, Ding Cun." ”

Han Sanzhen paused: "Stammering? ”

Ding Cun suddenly became anxious: "It's not stammering, I just can't control my speech for a while." ”

Hearing this, Han Sanzhen touched his chin, looked at Ding Cun for a moment with a meaningful look, turned his head and said, "This kid stays, you go into the house to see Fang Zi." ”

Song Shuwan didn't say much, and went straight into the house.

Not long after, the conversation outside the house came into the house, Song Shuwan raised her head slightly, and listened to Han Sanzhen ask from the most basic pulse to prescribe medicine, Ding Cun stumbled and stumbled, but also answered clearly.

"You kid, have you ever checked someone's pulse?"

"I have had some consultations, and the princess once took me to check the pulse of the villagers in a village, and I have been to that village one after another."

"Yes, do you have anyone else in your family? If not, stay with me after that. ”

"Huh? This, this has to be asked to the princess, right? ”

When Song Shuwan heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, and then she listened to Han Sanzhen calling her, she sighed and got up to go out.

"If you want to stay here, you can stay, don't worry about me."

Ding Cun scratched his head, looked at the three needles of Chao Han a few times, and various thoughts flashed, and finally froze: "Then, then I'll stay?" ”

Song Shuwan bowed: "Then let's stay." ”

In the evening, Song Shuwan returned to the Hou Mansion, and as soon as she sat down, she saw Fei Kite coming in through the window, her eyes were shining, and she obviously found out what news she had found again.

"Tell me, what's going on in the capital today?"

"Princess Jingyang committed suicide and was rescued, and the emperor ordered her to go to Heming Temple in Yuanzhou City to cut her hair as a nun, just in case, the Queen Mother will also accompany her."

Song Shuwan's fingers tightened slightly: "Cut your hair, for Ni?" ”

"Yes, I heard I'm leaving tomorrow."

Song Shuwan didn't expect this result at all, she was stunned for a while and didn't know what to say, she knew the reason why Princess Jingyang would have such a result, but she was helpless in her heart, and she didn't know if Princess Jingyang would accept this result.

But whether she can accept it or not, it is of no use to the emperor.

"Princess Shizi, why don't you speak?"

Song Shuwan came back to her senses and said lightly: "What is there to say?" ”

Fei Kite tilted her head: "The slave maid heard that Princess Jingyang had calculated the princess before, and now that there is such an end, the princess should be happy, right?" ”

Happy?

Song Shuwan was speechless, maybe a little happy, but more sad: "People who can't help themselves can only suffer disasters if they suffer disasters." ”

After that, she got up and poured a cup of tea: "In addition to Princess Jingyang's matter, is there anything else in the capital recently?" ”

Fei Kite thought for a while: "Miss Zhen always goes to Mingyin Building to find Mr. Storyteller, will it be counted tomorrow morning?" I heard people in the capital say, is Miss Zhen planning to recruit a son-in-law? ”

Song Shuwan almost didn't hold back the calmness on her face: "Zhen Yuan plans to recruit a son-in-law?" What are you messing around? Whether it's true or not, General Zhen won't agree, right? ”

Fei Kite scratched his head: "The slave doesn't know, but the trouble is so big, General Zhen still knows it, right?" ”

Song Shuwan was dumbfounded, and waved her hand to let the flying kite retreat: "I'm a little tired." ”

"The slave and the maid understand, and the slave and the maid will step back."

On the other side, Pei Huan was sitting in a wheelchair, his fingertips lightly tapping his knees, and a few steps away, Dark San and the other two were kneeling respectfully.

After a long time, Pei Huan spoke: "Are you sure that all the things in King Nanming's hands have been delivered?" ”

"Hui Shizi's words have been decided."

Pei Huan sneered: "This old fox, I know that he won't be so cooperative, the day Princess Jingyang leaves Beijing, let's do it." ”

Dark Three arched his hand: "Understood, about the assassin ......"

Pei Huan raised his hand: "Don't worry about the previous wave of assassins, let's clean up those people first." ”

"Yes."

The dark three salutes and retreated.

The next day, Song Shuwan got up, hesitated and went to find Pei Huan.

"I heard that the princess of Jingyang is leaving Beijing?"

Pei Huan hummed: "It's tomorrow." ”

Song Shuwan was silent for a moment, and whispered, "Princess Jingyang really committed suicide?" ”

"What do you think?"

A rhetorical question made Song Shuwan fall into silence, and sighed for a long time: "I hope that Princess Jingyang will commit suicide, but her personality seems to be ......."

Pei Huan pulled the corners of his mouth and naturally changed the topic: "You don't have to look for Han Sanzhen today?" ”

"Han Langzhong gave me a book full of prescriptions and let me read it."

Hearing this, Pei Huan had a number in his heart, and tapped his fingertips twice on the armrest of the wheelchair: "In this case, then let me go somewhere." ”

"Where?"

Song Shuwan was puzzled, and half an hour later, she followed Pei Huan into the imperial study.

The emperor sat behind the imperial case with a very solemn expression: "In other words, the evidence of what you said to me before is conclusive?" ”

Pei Huan bowed: "Yes." ”

The Emperor pondered for a moment and asked, "When are you going to do it?" ”

Pei Huan smiled: "When it's time to do it, I will do it." ”

The emperor laughed angrily: "You are even hiding it from me?" ”

"Just in case." Pei Huan's tone was calm, as if things were really as he said.

The emperor waved his hand: "In this case, then you can arrange it, but ...... Why did you bring her into the palace? ”

Song Shuwan looked at the emperor's gaze, and she was quite puzzled, why did Pei Huan take her when she entered the palace?

"The minister wants her to stay in the palace for one night."

The emperor narrowed his eyes: "Are you afraid of accidents?" ”

"Just in case."

It was the same answer again, Song Shuwan looked left and right, and the doubts in her heart were even worse, as soon as the sentence "Shizi" came out, the emperor spoke first: "Are you sure you want to put her in the palace for one night?" ”

Pei Huan said indifferently: "Princess Jingyang committed suicide, the imperial doctor is inconvenient to take care of herself, and the minister's insiders understand medical skills, and she is a woman, so she is more suitable, isn't it?" ”

The emperor was silent for a long time, waved his hand and said, "Just do as you say, you go to Jingyang." ”

"Yes."

Song Shuwan and Pei Huan spoke out at the same time, and when they left the imperial study, she quickly held down the wheelchair: "Should the prince explain it to me?" Why did you want me to stay in the palace? ”