Zhen Yuan clenched the cup in his hand: "Why did the princess suddenly want to deal with her?" ”

Song Shuwan's calm eyes fell on her face: "It's not that I suddenly want to deal with it, I just think it's boring to keep dragging it like this." ”

Zhen Yuan repeated her words: "It's boring? What's not interesting? ”

"The clay figure still has three points of earthiness, not to mention that I am not a person who allows others to pinch and flatten."

Having said this, Song Shuwan and Zhen Yuan did not speak, but drank the wine in the cup without a sip, and slowly, Song Shuwan got drunk and fell asleep on the table.

Zhen Yuan looked at it, helplessness flashed in his eyes, with the amount of wine that the princess of the world, it is better to find fewer people to drink in the future.

"Baicao."

Baicao stepped forward in response: "Miss Zhen." ”

Zhen Yuan pointed to the person lying on the table: "Take the princess back, as for what the princess said, you tell her, I will think about it." ”

Hearing this, Baicao saluted: "The slave understands." ”

In the carriage, the person who had been drunk and asleep suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

"Do you think Miss Zhen will agree?"

Surprise flashed on Baicao's face, but he quickly suppressed the accident: "The slave maid thinks that the possibility of Miss Zhen agreeing should be very high. ”

"Big?"

Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "Why are you so sure?" ”

Baicao replied: "The slave doesn't know what kind of suspicion has arisen between Miss Zhen and the little princess, but the little princess has been targeting Miss Zhen, with Miss Zhen's temperament, how can she be patient?" So she will definitely agree, but the matter between Miss Zhen and Wen Gongzi is also true, so she must hesitate for a while before agreeing. ”

Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "Yes, she will hesitate for a while." ”

Back at Houfu, Song Shuwan wrote a method for wound medicine, asked Baicao to send it to the General's Mansion in the afternoon, and then called the flying kite.

"Fei Kite, you go to Cunshan Hall for me and tell Han Langzhong that I want to get a free clinic in the capital."

"Yes."

It didn't take long for Han Sanzhen to return to Houfu on crutches, followed by Ding Cun with a sad face.

"The girl next to you said, you want to get a free clinic?"

Song Shuwan nodded: "Earlier, you said that the matter of Cunshantang can't be stalemate forever, so I thought that the reputation of Cunshantang should be done first, and after a long time, the people's hearts will naturally be clear." ”

"That's right."

Han San bowed his head, and his face was a little more satisfied: "Since you have this idea, then I will definitely do my best to help you, although Ding Cun's medical skills are not good, it is still no problem to diagnose people's pulses." ”

Lack of medical skills?

Song Shuwan glanced at Ding Cun behind her, a little funny in her heart, and I don't know who praised Ding Cun for being a good seedling for studying medicine before, and regretted that Ding Cun was old enough to study medicine.

"With Han Langzhong's words, I'll rest assured, Ding Cun, I'll have to trouble you later."

Ding Cun was flattered, waved his hand again and again and said, "It's just a matter of duty, the princess doesn't want to say that." ”

Song Shuwan bent her eyebrows, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Han Langzhong is coming back with Ding Cun at this time, but is there something else?" ”

Han Sanzhen nodded: "I'm looking for Shizi, is someone else in the house?" ”

Song Shuwan was stunned for a moment and asked the servant woman outside to look for someone.

Soon, the servant woman came back and reported: "The prince is not in the house. ”

Han Sanzhen's brows suddenly furrowed: "Not in the mansion?" Where did the blue sky go? That's it, Ding Cun, you follow me to the Lan Courtyard, and wait for the prince to come back. ”

"Okay."

Song Shuwan watched Han Sanzhen and Ding Cun leave, and ordered the servants outside to wait at the gate of the palace: "The prince will come to inform me as soon as he comes back." ”

After the servant woman retreated, Song Shuwan rubbed her eyebrows, grabbed some medicinal herbs and boiled the sobering soup, and after a bowl of belly, her brows wrinkled uncontrollably.

At this moment, Baicao appeared with a few people: "Concubine Shizi, these are the little maids sent by Master Hou." ”

Song Shuwan put down the bowl and looked at a few people: "There is no shortage of people in Qingfeng Courtyard, where did they come from, just send them back." ”

Baicao coughed lightly: "Princess Shizi, please move." ”

Well? Is there a problem?

Song Shuwan was puzzled and went to the side with Baicao.

Baicao said: "These people said that they were sent by the Hou Ye, but they were actually pointed out by the palace, and the dark one gave a message and said that it was ...... The emperor sent them to take care of the prince. ”

Song Shuwan's heart tightened, saying that she was taking care, but in fact she was surveillance, right?

It's strange, the emperor still trusted Pei Huan so much before, how can he ...... now What about spying on men instead?

After a while, Song Shuwan spoke: "Since it was sent by the one, let's stay, leave the three to serve at the door of the prince, and the others will be placed elsewhere, remember to split the people, and try to keep them away from each other." ”

"Understood."

Baicao left with the people, and a thoughtful touch flashed on Song Shuwan's face.

In the afternoon, the prescription of the wound medicine was sent to the general's mansion by Baicao, and Song Shuwan was looking at the medical book, when she saw the servant woman hurriedly running into the house: "The princess, the prince is back." ”

Song Shuwan closed the medical book, and as soon as she stood up, she saw a wheelchair figure at the door.

Pei Huan asked, "You want to see me?" ”

Song Shuwan corrected with a smile: "It's Han Langzhong who wants to see the prince, by the way, in the morning, the Hou Ye sent some small servants over, and I left three of those little servants at the door of the prince, and the others were divided elsewhere." ”

Pei Huan said that he knew, and then asked people to ask Han Sanzhen.

Han Sanzhen came very quickly with Ding Cun, and when he entered the house, he walked towards Pei Huan: "The poison on the prince's body, are you going to solve it?" ”

Pei Huan was stunned: "Han Langzhong is for the poison on my body?" ”

Han Sanzhen raised his eyebrows, swept his thoughtful gaze over Pei Huan's eyes, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, what is the matter with me looking for the world?" ”

In the silence, Pei Huan chuckled: "This poison, you have to wait a little longer, it's not suitable right now." ”

Han Sanzhen sneered: "Not suitable? Do you know that if the poison on your body attacks again, it will not be a matter of detoxification, your body will be affected, and you are not afraid that your eyes and legs will be involved again? ”

Pei Huan said lightly: "There is Wan'er here, why should I be afraid?" Besides, even if Wan'er can't control it, isn't there still Han Langzhong? The people of the Divine Doctor Valley should not be small, right? ”

Han Sanzhen put his hands around his chest: "It's light, it's just that, I won't waste time with the prince, Ding Cun, check the pulse of the prince." ”

Pei Huan was about to refuse, so he heard Han Sanzhen say: "This Ding Cun is the apprentice of the princess, and I have been teaching it recently, and the prince will decide after thinking about it." ”

After a moment, Pei Huan stretched out his hand.

Ding Cun trembled to the front, and after checking the pulse, suspicion flashed on his face: "Grandpa Han, is the prince really poisoned?" Why, why didn't I get any problems? ”

Han Sanzhen raised his hand and slapped him on the head: "I said earlier that your medical skills are not good, and you still fool you when I do?" Get up for me, go back and memorize those medical books, and if you drift again, I'll knock your head off. ”

Ding Cun lowered his head, and the whole person became depressed.

Song Shuwan and Pei Huan on the side were all silent, co-authored, Han Sanzhen just wanted to hit Ding Cun?