Song Shuwan's fingertips moved, and helplessness flashed in her eyes: "You came for him?" Based on Miss Zhen's sources, I don't believe that Miss Zhen would not know what Pei Huan is doing now. ”

Zhen Yuan held his chin with one hand: "I received some news, but I think that the news is not very accurate, so I want to ask Miss Song, but I don't know, Miss Song is willing to answer for me." ”

Song Shuwan wanted to say that she didn't want to, but when the words came to her mouth, she paused.

"If what you want to ask is about Pei Huan's wife, then I can only tell you that it is true, the girl he wants to marry is named Mu Ying'er, who saved his life, and now the marriage has also spread among Lin Yujun."

As soon as the words fell, the hall fell silent.

Zhen Yuan looked at Song Shuwan for a long time, with helplessness in his eyes: "You're just, don't care?" ”

Song Shuwan smiled: "Why should I care? ”

"Aren't you Pei Huan's princess?"

"But I have long since reconciled with him, not to mention, I don't have the right to care about him, there is ...... between Pei Huan and me."

Before she finished speaking, Zhen Yuan's face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and Song Shuwan's brows instantly furrowed.

"What is Miss Zhen doing so close all of a sudden?"

"Naturally, I want to see what Miss Song looks like."

Zhen Yuan stretched out his hand, his thin white fingers stroked Song Shuwan's face, and suddenly froze: "I don't understand, even if you reconcile and divorce him, isn't your nominal identity still there?" I've heard that Pei Huan admitted in front of the emperor and the civil and military officials that the two of you got married again, is it possible, is that just a reason for him to refuse to marry? ”

Song Shuwan's eyes lowered slightly, and after a few moments, she took Zhen Yuan's hand away and sighed.

"Miss Zhen is quite well-informed, and she even knows the things at the palace banquet so clearly, but I don't know if it is a reason to refuse to give marriage, I can only say that the current situation is like this, and the other ......"

Song Shuwan took a few steps to the side and looked at Zhen Yuan with scrutiny in her eyes: "Miss Zhen said so much, I don't believe it is because she cares about me, let's say, what is your purpose?" ”

Zhen Yuan raised his head slightly, his fingertips lightly running over his cheeks, and brushed his sideburns behind his ears.

"If I say, I just want to watch the play, Miss Song believes it?"

Song Shuwan nodded: "I believe it." ”

Zhen Yuan raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise: "Miss Song, do you really believe it?" ”

"Why not?" Song Shuwan walked slowly outside the hall, "If nothing else, the emperor is going to die during this time, and as soon as he dies, the grudge of the Zhen family will disappear, unless, Miss Zhen has other plans." ”

Speaking of this, Song Shuwan came back to her senses, and after a few moments of silence, she spoke again: "But I believe that Miss Zhen should have no other plans, right?" After all, General Zhen won't allow you to toss anymore. ”

Zhen Yuan sighed: "Did you say that Miss Song is very keen?" ”

"Yes, but it's not a big deal."

The two of them talked and walked slowly outside.

Just then, there was a noise.

Song Shuwan and Zhen Yuan looked at each other at the same time, and in the next moment, the look on Zhen Yuan's face was more stunned.

"Miss Song, how come there are more people in wheelchairs around her?"

Song Shuwan was stunned: "Miss Zhen doesn't know where this person comes from?" ”

Zhen Yuan's heart was slightly cold: "What is the origin of this person?" ”

"What do you care about my origins?"

When the sixth prince arrived at the front, his face was full of impatience, "Song Shuwan, I want to go out." ”

Song Shuwan nodded: "I'll call a few people to follow ......"

Before she finished speaking, the sixth prince interrupted her: "I don't need anyone to follow me, Song Shuwan, no one in this small city dares to touch me." ”

The corners of Song Shuwan's mouth twitched, did the temperament of the six princes start to jump again?

"Your Highness, you should remember what I said to you before, right?"

The sixth prince froze: "It's ......"

"Huh?"

"Just follow it, after all, I don't have the right to speak."

The sixth prince was very frustrated, and lowered his head to let the little guy behind him push the wheelchair away.

At this time, Zhen Yuan, who was ignored, tilted his head slightly: "He is His Highness?" The new emperor's prince? ”

Song Shuwan nodded, thought of something, and warned: "I don't care what plans you have, don't put your thoughts on him, he is just a bad person, and he is of no use to you." ”

Zhen Yuan chuckled: "What did Miss Song say, I just asked a little bit, I don't mean anything else, by the way, Miss Song really doesn't want to care about Pei Huan's wife at all?" ”

Song Shuwan said lightly: "No matter, I don't bother to care." ”

"In this case, then Miss Song will accompany me to the border, I think Anyuan City will be very lively in more than half a month."

"It's lively?" Song Shuwan was puzzled, "What do you mean?" ”

"When we arrive, Miss Song will know."

Zhen Yuan said and said goodbye.

Song Shuwan sent the people away, and after seeing them go away, she went directly to the east of the city.

Anyuan City.

Pei Huan stared at the letter on the desk, sighed after a long time, and burned the letter.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a figure of Na walked in through the door.

Mu Ying'er held a bowl of soup and swayed to Pei Huan's side: "The prince has been busy for so long, he must be tired, drink some soup, can I press the shoulders of the prince again?" ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Pei Huan's mouth: "It's good." ”

He took the bowl, but did not drink it.

Mu Ying'er didn't care, and when she got behind him, a pair of soft wattles gently pressed Pei Huan's shoulder.

"I heard from the people in the city that there was a woman named Song Shuwan next to the prince, is this true?"

Pei Huan's eyes rolled slightly: "It's true, what's the matter, Ying'er is unhappy?" ”

"It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just a little regretful."

Mu Ying'er sighed and paused when she said this.

Pei Huan put down the bowl, turned around and looked straight at Mu Ying'er: "Why do you say that?" ”

Mu Ying'er pointed her finger at Pei Huan's heart, and said delicately: "Ying'er has always thought that she is the ...... by the side of the prince."

"Shizi, the Beidi army outside the city has gathered, and it seems that they are going to make a move on Anyuan City."

At this time, a guard quickly entered the house and asked Pei Huan to get up with a word.

"The person sent to contact the chief general of Beidi, can there be a turnaround?"

"Nope."

The guard said, glanced at Mu Ying'er, lowered his head and didn't make a sound, because the idea of contacting the chief general of Beidi was proposed by Mu Ying'er.

Pei Huan frowned, and before he could speak, there was suddenly an extra hand on his chest, and then there was a touch of warmth in his arms.

"Ying'er, what's wrong?"

Mu Ying'er snuggled in his arms, tilted her head, and her eyes were full of relying brilliance: "Don't worry, the prince of the world, the Beidi army gathered, not necessarily to make a move on Anyuan City, but also to the main general on the opposite side who wanted to enter Anyuan City." ”

As soon as these words came out, Pei Huan squinted slightly: "Oh? Is it? Ying'er really thinks so? ”

In the next moment, another guard entered: "Shizi, Beidi sent a letter, and the Ten Princes want to meet you." ”