The next day, Song Shuwan woke up in a burst of rain, sat up with her head in one hand, and was still a little dazed in her eyes, she had been dreaming repeatedly at night, in which she was calculated by Pei Huan, and fell into danger several times, and before she could figure out a way to escape, she was killed.

The dream was so real that Song Shuwan woke up, her thoughts were still pulling in it, and she was even dizzy.

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open, and Song Shuwan raised her eyes to look: "Baicao? ”

"Yes, the princess wants to wash?"

Song Shuwan's reaction was slightly sluggish: "Yes, you have to wash." ”

Baicao was stunned, and suddenly came to the bedside: "Princess Shizi, are you sick?" ”

Baicao asked, his fingertips falling on Haobai's wrist, and the hot touch of the tentacle and the pulse made Baicao frown.

"Princess Shizi, when did your fever get up?"

Song Shuwan held her head: "What high fever?" ”

Baicao was silent, and sighed after a few moments: "Princess, wait a minute, the slave maid will go to find Han Langzhong." ”

After the tea, Han Sanzhen limped into the room on crutches: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you've made yourself sick?" Show me. ”

Song Shuwan didn't struggle, she let Han San diagnose her pulse, and her dizzy mind didn't wake up until noon: "Baicao, what's wrong with me?" Why does my head hurt? ”

Baicao was standing aside, and when he heard the inquiry, he immediately replied: "The princess is sick, Han Langzhong came to prescribe the prescription in the morning, do you have a headache?" Do you need to ask Han Langzhong to take a look again? ”

Song Shuwan was about to refuse, but she heard the sound of crutches tapping the ground outside the door, she looked at it and found that it was Han Sanzhen, which really meant that Cao Cao Cao arrived.

"Yo, wake up, do you feel a headache?"

Song Shuwan bowed: "It's really a headache." ”

Han Sanzhen put the crutches on the side of the bed and stretched out his hand towards Song Shuwan: "Give me your hand, and I'll show you again." ”

Song Shuwan stretched out her hand cooperatively.

Soon, Han Sanzhen withdrew his hand: "Yes, you can recover, it shouldn't hurt tomorrow." ”

Song Shuwan pressed her temples and asked softly, "What's the matter with me?" ”

"You were just injured a few days ago, and you ran back and forth for a few days, and last night you were very angry, and after a few pulls, you became sick, and it is not a big problem, and your body will not go wrong for a while."

Hearing this, Song Shuwan's heart relaxed, and the corners of her mouth also hooked a curvature: "Thank you Han Lang for being hit." ”

Han Sanzhen snorted coldly, although he was unhappy, but he didn't show it on his face.

After a while, he spoke: "I heard about last night's incident, what did Pei Huan say?" ”

Song Shuwan frowned slightly: "I don't know, he hasn't come to me yet, but it's ......"

She thought about the choice that Pei Huan asked Hou Ye to make last night, and sighed: "I think this matter should be over from last night." ”

Han Sanzhen paused: "So, what did Pei Huan want?" ”

"Said it was his mother's relic."

Han Sanzhen's brows suddenly furrowed: "Because of his mother's relics, he can put your affairs later?" ”

Song Shuwan couldn't say that this matter was Pei Huan's calculation, so she avoided the important and wanted to bring the topic over: "Don't talk about last night, I want to go to Cunshan Hall to see, there are more patients over there recently?" ”

Han Sanzhen's transparent gaze fell on her face, and he didn't delve into this matter in the end, and said lightly: "You don't appear in Cunshan Hall, with my medical book, there are naturally many patients." ”

"Thank you, Han Langzhong."

"You're welcome, Pei Huan's ......"

Song Shuwan interrupted him: "I don't really want to mention him now. ”

Han Sanzhen sighed: "Okay, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it, don't go to Cunshan Hall today, and talk about it when it's better tomorrow." ”

Song Shuwan rubbed her eyebrows, and found that she was still a little dizzy in front of her, so she nodded and agreed.

In the afternoon, the rain stopped and the sun appeared, but after a while, it was unbearable to be hot outside.

Song Shuwan leaned against the ice basin, her already uncomfortable body became more and more uncomfortable at this time, and her whole body was weak.

Baicao and Tao'er stood next to them, both of them very distressed.

Tao'er said, "Can you let the princess eat some ice?" It's so hot outside, the princess is still sick......"

Baicao interrupted her and hid the distress in her eyes: "You also know that the princess is sick, how can you eat ice like this?" I'm going to get some ice cubes and put more around it, it should be much more comfortable. ”

Tao'er pursed her lips, watched Baicao leave, walked to the bed and squatted: "Princess Shizi, are you okay?" ”

Song Shuwan raised her head and showed a pale smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine, go pour me a glass of water." ”

"Okay."

Song Shuwan was drinking water, there were two taps outside the door, she looked up and found that it was Pei Huan, followed not by Dark One and Dark Three, but by Zhen Yuan

Several people looked at each other, and Song Shuwan slowly propped herself up: "How did Shizi and Miss Zhen get here?" ”

Zhen Yuan smiled: "Naturally, I came to see you, I heard that the Hou Mansion was very lively last night." ”

Song Shuwan paused: "Have you heard?" ”

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Pei Huan, and there were doubts hidden in her eyes, did Pei Huan reveal what Pei Ji had done?

Pei Huan was keenly aware of her gaze, and said lightly: "It was Bowen who said it." ”

Bowen, Wen Yixiu's words.

Song Shuwan hadn't heard it from Pei Huan's mouth for a long time.

She said in a flat tone: "Young Master Wen is enthusiastic. ”

Zhen Yuan tugged at the corners of his lower lip, and quickly changed again: "The princess doesn't look very good today." ”

Song Shuwan smiled: "If you're sick, you won't look good, Peach, tea." ”

Tao'er saluted and quickly brought the tea.

By that time, the door had been closed, and the ice basin had moved to the center of the room.

Zhen Yuan leaned back in the chair, and said with crooked eyebrows: "Early this morning, there was a word in the palace that the little princess wanted to hold a lotus banquet in the palace, and invited the ladies and nobles who did not go to the summer in Beijing to enjoy the flowers. ”

Song Shuwan paused slightly: "Lotus banquet? I didn't receive a post from the palace, but the prince did? ”

Pei Huan took a sip of tea: "I received it, and I sent it back again." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone in the room fell on him.

Pei Huan didn't care either, and said lightly: "The banquet is a good banquet, but people are not good people, avoid trouble, or don't go." ”

Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, the little princess's banquet was for her to go, and she had to have some doubts, but this was the premise that Pei Huan didn't do anything.

"The prince doesn't want to know, what is the purpose of the little prince hosting this lotus feast?"

Pei Huan put down the teacup: "What else can be the purpose of the lotus banquet?" Isn't it just a lotus appreciation? ”

Song Shuwan clenched her fingers, and her slightly condensed eyes fell on him: "The lotus banquet in King Yong's Mansion ruined Princess Jingyang, who will the little princess's lotus banquet ruin?" ”