"It doesn't have to be fake news? What do you mean by that? ”

Song Shuwan really doesn't understand, will that Liu Mei still let people send true news?

Pei Huan didn't explain, only asked people to prepare the carriage.

An hour later, the carriage stopped at a col outside the city of Anyuan.

The cold wind was howling, Song Shuwan tightened her cloak, got out of the carriage, and followed closely behind Pei Huan.

On the other side, several people greeted him, led by the dark three.

"I've seen the son, miss."

Secretly saluted, turned around and led the way, and at the same time, he also said the current situation: "It has been determined that it is the third prince, but the injury is too serious and he is on the verge of death." ”

Song Shuwan asked, "Didn't you deal with his injuries?" ”

"Already dealt with, but ......"

Omsan shook his head and didn't say any more.

Song Shuwan's heart was a little heavy, if a prince with troops died here, once the news spread, Beidi's side would definitely die.

Soon, Song Shuwan entered a cave, the smell of blood in the cave was fragrant, and a stout man was lying on the ground, his eyes were closed, and the ups and downs of his heart were almost invisible.

Dark San said: "The one on the ground is the third prince, miss, look, can you save his life?" ”

"I'll see how he's doing."

Song Shuwan stepped forward to check the third prince's injury, and shook her head after a moment: "His injury is too serious, even if it is me, I can't save him." ”

Pei Huan put one hand behind his back, and when he heard the words, he asked, "Can you make him sober for a short time?" ”

Is this to ask the third prince something?

Song Shuwan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she checked the pulse of the third prince before speaking: "I can use the golden needle to stimulate him to wake up, but it won't last long, at most a pillar of incense, and after that, he will definitely die." ”

Pei Huan said lightly: "I can't keep it, what if I die?" Let him wake up. ”

Song Shuwan nodded, took out the golden needle and pierced several acupuncture points.

It didn't take long for the ups and downs of the third prince's heart to suddenly become violent, and in the next moment, he sat up and opened his mouth to see a mouthful of blood.

Song Shuwan felt his pulse, and then neatly applied a few stitches.

At this time, Pei Huan said coldly: "Listen, Third Prince, you are awakened by the stimulation of the golden needle, you only have a pillar of incense to live, if you want to take revenge, just cooperate with the answer to a few questions, I think, you will not be willing to die in vain, right?" ”

The third prince was still in a trance, and when he heard Pei Huan's voice, he immediately sobered up, his face was pale, but all kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind.

After a few moments, he spoke, "Why should I believe your words? ”

Song Shuwan directly administered the needle: "I am Langzhong, the third prince does not need to doubt my ability, in fact, the third prince himself has a number, right?" You're dying, and if you close your eyes, you'll never be able to open them again. ”

The third prince coughed violently a few times, covered his heart and said: "Don't want to threaten me with death, the Beidi army will eventually set foot on the land of Dazhou, and it is worth my death." ”

"Dying on the battlefield, you are naturally worth it, but you were killed by your own brother, no matter what happens to the Beidi army, you will not get any sight, but your brother is different, the Ten Princes, he is still alive."

Pei Huan looked at the third prince condescendingly, and the contempt in his eyes was obvious: "If someone compares the two of you in the future, guess what they will say about you?" Two princes, one of them has not done anything before he ......"

"Shut up!"

The third prince roared angrily, and as soon as his words fell, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Song Shuwan looked at it, and her brows suddenly furrowed, if it continues to be so exciting, I'm afraid the three princes won't be able to say a few words.

Thinking about it, she shook her head lightly at Pei Huan and motioned for Pei Huan to stop talking.

However, Pei Huan saw it, but he didn't care, and continued: "I just shut up, I can't match the facts, the third prince, you are really pathetic, compared to your brother, you are not a star and a half ......."

"I'll shut you up!"

The third prince shook his body and tried to get up, but after several attempts, he fell back into place.

Song Shuwan was afraid that he would suddenly fall to the ground, so she immediately reached out and pressed his shoulder: "Third prince, you still sit honestly, if you continue to move, you are afraid that you will die without a pillar of incense." ”

The third prince turned around, his eyes full of resentment: "You made me do this, right?" I don't believe it, I can live a long time......"

In the middle of speaking, his voice suddenly lowered, and his breathing became rapid.

Song Shuwan sighed: "Third prince, I won't cut off a person's life with an acupuncture, it's really that you have no way to live, I can only do this." ”

The third prince lowered his head, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing that the time for a pillar of incense was approaching, the third prince was still silent and had no intention of speaking.

Seeing this, Song Shuwan and Pei Huan glanced at each other, and could only give up the plan to find news from his mouth, but at this moment, the third prince suddenly opened his mouth.

"I won't tell you about the situation of the Beidi army, but I can reveal about the old ten."

He raised his head, and the remorse, anger, and hatred in his eyes were clear and complicated.

"He, he's just a waste, all the plans are done by the people around him, that's the person he admires, a woman disguised as a man, right here, just in the ......"

Speaking of this, the body of the third prince suddenly softened.

Song Shuwan's forehead jumped, and she quickly pierced several acupuncture points with a golden needle, but unfortunately, the third prince soon ran out of breath, and her golden needle did not play any role.

A few moments later, Song Shuwan got up: "Shizi, what do you think of the words of the third prince?" ”

"A chance."

Song Shuwan looked at Pei Huan's figure, her eyes turned slightly, a staff member dressed as a man, and the Ten Princes also had a love for him, such a person is indeed an opportunity for Da Zhou.

As long as it is done properly, it is very easy to get the Beidi army to retreat, but will the Ten Princes really have a crush on a staff member?

The group returned to the post station and stayed until the next day, when Pei Huan left Anyuan City again.

After Song Shuwan saw the mountains and seas, she decided to go out for a walk, but as soon as she made this decision, there was one more person in her room.

One, the one who escaped last night.

"Miss Song, we met again, I heard that you and Pei Huan left Anyuan City last night, how did you get it?"

Liu Mei leaned on the bed, her face was pale, but she still greeted Song Shuwan with a smile.

"The harvest is not bad, but you, how dare you turn back when you fled so embarrassed last night? Aren't you afraid of being caught directly this time? ”

While speaking, Song Shuwan poured a cup of tea and handed it to Liu Mei.

"It's not an old saying, it's called the safest place in the most dangerous place, so I turned around and took a risk, Miss Song, this tea is good, but it's a pity that it's cold, and it doesn't taste good to drink."

Liu Mei raised his eyes, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Song Shuwan put her hands around her chest and said lightly: "If you put sweat medicine, how can it be tasteless?" ”