A sentence of luck made Pei Huan can't help but look sideways.

After a brief silence, he asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

Song Shuwan pursed her lips, she knew that her words were a little selfish, but compared to the future, she hoped that Pei Huan would be more secure now, and she should know that the sooner Pei Huan stood up, the sooner the border could be peaceful.

She didn't hide her thoughts, she just said it.

After a long time, Pei Huan sighed: "Having said that, if the group of people outside the city is not resolved, Ning Yuancheng will only be in trouble with the passage of time, and even if my leg recovers at that time, I'm afraid it will be ......."

He didn't say anything, but Song Shuwan understood what he meant.

"The prince of the world is worried a little early, the premise that those people dare to be unscrupulous, isn't it that the legs of the prince can't walk? Once this problem is solved, they ...... Scold! ”

Song Shuwan sneered, a group of rabble, and they only dared to jump now.

The next day, Pei Huan's medicated bath was dosed, Song Shuwan and Han Sanzhen stood on both sides, and their eyes never dared to leave Pei Huan.

Seeing that half an hour had passed, Han Sanzhen spoke: "Acupuncture." ”

Song Shuwan stepped forward without saying a word and applied the needle as fast as possible.

When the last stitch fell, Pei Huan's body shook suddenly, followed by cold sweat on his forehead, and his whole body tensed.

Song Shuwan looked at it and immediately whispered: "Hold back, don't move." ”

Pei Huan opened his eyes, and the expression on his face was a little uncontrollable, but he still insisted on opening his mouth.

"You go first, get out."

In just four words, Pei Huan said extremely difficult.

Song Shuwan was stunned for a moment, although she was puzzled, she still cooperated and left, leaving only one sentence.

"Half an hour later, I came into the house and pulled out the needle."

With a soft sound, the door was closed, Pei Huan fell backwards in an instant, and was caught by Han Sanzhen with his hand in the next moment.

Han Sanzhen said coldly: "Don't move, those needles are misplaced, she still has to come in." ”

After that, he pressed his hand and directly pressed Pei Huan's head into the barrel, and after a while, he dragged the person out again, and after a few times, Han Sanzhen stepped aside.

Half an hour later, Song Shuwan entered the house and pulled out the needle.

At that time, Pei Huan couldn't move, let Song Shuwan move, and only spoke after a while: "How long will this treatment last?" ”

Han Sanzhen glanced at him: "What, I can't stand it?" It's a pity that it's only been three days, but after three days, the sensation on your legs should be more obvious. ”

Pei Huan nodded: "Thank you." ”

Han Sanzhen snorted coldly and left on crutches.

Song Shuwan was about to speak, when she heard Pei Huan say, "I want to take a bath, can you leave first?" ”

Song Shuwan was silent for a moment and nodded.

But this time, she didn't go back, but went back to her room, and as soon as she sat down, she saw the flying kite sneakily poking its head out of the window.

"Princess Shizi, are you busy now?"

Song Shuwan was stunned, but she still shook her head: "Not busy, what's the matter?" ”

The flying kite climbed into the house through the window: "The slave maid wants to invite the princess to a place." ”

Song Shuwan was puzzled: "Go somewhere?" Where? ”

The flying kite looked tangled: "This ...... The slave and maid can't say it now, but when they get to the place, the princess will know. ”

"Where are you going, far away?"

Song Shuwan stared at the flying kite, and inexplicably felt a strange feeling in her heart, the flying kite rarely wants to take her out, how did she jump out today? Mo is not the place to go, what's the problem?

She thought about it, and then she heard the flying kite say, "The place is not far away, just near the post station." ”

Hearing this, Song Shuwan gathered her thoughts and nodded, "Since it's not far, then I'll go with you." ”

Fei Kite blinked: "Great, princess, let's go from the roof." ”

A moment later, Song Shuwan was taken out of the post station by the flying kite, and as soon as she landed, she was blown by the oncoming cold wind and couldn't help shivering.

"I said flying kite, can we walk through the gate in the future?"

The flying kite laughed a few times: "Just this time, I will go from the gate in the future." ”

After the words fell, she walked to the side alley.

Song Shuwan followed behind, looking very calm, but there was a faint flash of gold on her fingertips, and as she walked, she pretended to ask unintentionally: "You went to see Baicao before, what did you talk to Baicao?" ”

Fei Kite's footsteps paused slightly: "The slave maid is just going to see Baicao, what can you talk to her?" ”

"Your relationship with Baicao has always been very good."

Fei Kite smiled and said: "The slave maid and the hundred herbs can be regarded as a batch of people, and they have some feelings, the princess, when will the prince release the hundred herbs?" ”

"I don't know, but it should be soon, as long as the force hiding in the secret is dug up and proves Baicao's innocence, she will naturally be able to come out."

"Yes, yes?"

The flying kite's eyes flickered, and she unconsciously lowered her head.

After a while, the two of them arrived outside a mansion, and the flying kite raised her hand and knocked twice, and said in a loud voice: "My princess has come to visit, and the door is opened quickly." ”

After a brief silence, the courtyard door opened, and a man in a black power suit stepped out.

On both sides, the man looked at Song Shuwan: "It turned out to be the princess of the world, and I am far away, please come in." ”

Song Shuwan pulled the corners of her mouth, dealt with it casually, and stepped into the courtyard, with a soft "bang", the door closed behind her, she didn't care, she walked to the main house in the middle by herself, and soon, a woman wearing a silver mask and a bewitching figure appeared in Song Shuwan's sight.

"Princess, we meet again."

The woman spoke, and the end of the words was slightly lengthened, revealing a little restraint.

Song Shuwan sounded a little inexplicably familiar, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

The masked woman got up: "Yo, it's only been a few days, and the princess doesn't know the slave maid?" ”

Slaves?

Song Shuwan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted: "You are the one who pretended to be Baicao before." ”

When the words fell, she quickly retreated, trying to distance herself from the masked woman, but in the next moment, the woman was in front of her, and her slender fingers poked out, directly provoking her chin.

Song Shuwan's eyes widened, staring at the silver mask that suddenly approached, and the intertwined breaths of the two made her unconsciously want to hide back.

The woman smiled: "The princess looks like this, but it will make the slave feel that she is a hooligan." ”

Song Shuwan: "......"

Isn't it a hooligan to pick someone's chin if he doesn't agree with a word, and replace it with a man?

Collecting her thoughts, she grabbed the woman's wrist: "I don't know what to call it?" ”

"Forsythia."

Forsythia replied, withdrew his hand, and returned to his original position: "The princess, please sit down, why don't you serve tea soon?" ”

After a while, Song Shuwan held the tea cup and stared at Forsythia without saying a word.

After a long time, Forsythia sighed: "The princess stared at the slave family like this, and the slave family was embarrassed." ”

Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, not affected by forsythia, and went straight to the point: "Why did you invite me here?" ”