Zhao Feng'an walked into the room quickly, and saw Song Wan'er sitting at the simple table and chair with a pale face, and there was an empty bowl on the table, and there was a little residual medicine at the bottom of the bowl.

He frowned, held Song Wan'er's cold hand, and said in a low voice, "Wan'er, go back with me." ”

Song Wan'er seemed to be startled, looked away, retracted her hand suddenly, and said toughly: "I have to wait for Huo Nian to wake up." ”

The hand fell into the air, Zhao Feng settled down, and immediately re-grasped Song Wan'er's wrist, and his tone was tougher than her: "I will send someone to guard here, and when he wakes up, he will come to the mansion to report." If you don't feel well, it's the same to go back to the house and wait. ”

"You sent someone to guard it?" Song Wan'er sneered, her suspicious tone obvious.

Zhao Feng'an stiffened slightly, he pulled Song Wan'er's wrist and pulled her up, "What do you mean?" ”

"What do I mean?" Song Wan'er looked up at Zhao Feng'an, "Okay, let's open the skylight and say something, who was Huo Nian injured?" ”

Zhao Feng'an's eyes were gloomy and sharp, and after a while, the corners of his lips suddenly hooked up with a mocking smile, and he asked word by word: "Why do you think it's me?" ”

Song Wan'er was speechless, could it be said that it was because she privately asked Huo Nian to investigate the matter between him and Qin Ying?

She looked at the still handsome man in front of her, and suddenly felt tired.

How did it become such a suspicious thing today?

The headache grew worse, and she shook her head self-deprecatingly and stopped talking.

Seeing that her face was getting paler and paler, Zhao Feng'an simply picked her up horizontally, turned around and strode towards the gate of the courtyard, and instructed Wen Zheng: "Tell the imperial doctor to go to the princess's mansion to wait, in addition, you stay here, Huo Nian will go to the mansion to report when he wakes up." ”

"No, you don't." Song Wan'er suddenly spoke up, and said to Zhou Chaolin in the courtyard: "Wu Sizhi, you guard." ”

Zhao Feng'an paused in his footsteps, lowered his eyes and looked at Song Wan'er who was cold-eyed in his arms, and finally spit out two words in a low voice: "It's up to you." Then he stepped out of the courtyard again.

*

Song Wan'er's body is fine, but it was a hangover the day before yesterday and being stimulated by Huo Nian's incident.

Back at the princess's mansion, the imperial doctor rechecked the pulse and prescribed a prescription to calm the nerves, Song Wan'er took the medicine and fell asleep.

Zhao Feng'an watched Song Wan'er fall asleep, covered the quilt for her, and went straight to the study.

Wen Zheng was already waiting there.

"Did you check it out? Who did Huo Nian's thing? Zhao Feng'an's face was gloomy, and he stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

The trees in the courtyard outside had lost their leaves, and the last of the dead leaves were falling on the windowsill.

"I went to ask the Qingyan girl, but she said that she didn't know. However, Huo Nian was investigating Qin Ying's matter, and after being noticed by Zhou Gongzi, it was possible. Wen Zheng thought for a while, and then said, "There is another possibility, it is Lin Jingtu." ”

"Why?"

"After Lin Yu was escorted back to Shengyang, you locked him up in the Imperial Prison, Lin Jingtu was very dissatisfied, and he also provoked his humble position. Huo Nian is the princess's person, and if he has noticed that the princess is suspicious of you, this move will definitely provoke the relationship between you and the princess. Wen Zheng replied cautiously, "However, this is all some speculation. ”

Yes, if Wan'er doubts herself, even if she doesn't say it, Emperor Song will soon find out that all the efforts he has made before will most likely come to naught.

And at present, in fact, she no longer trusts herself, otherwise why would she go behind her back to investigate Qin Ying?

Zhao Feng'an didn't say a word for a long time, and after a while, he turned around and asked, "How is the repair of the ancestral house of Zhao Guo?" ”

"It is estimated that it will be completed in half a month."

"Don't wait, let's leave in ten days." Zhao Feng'an picked up the dead leaf, clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand, and ordered in a low voice: "After Wan'er leaves Shengyang, I will inform the Zhou family to prepare and lead the Zhao army over." ”

"Yes." Wen Zheng bowed and agreed.

For the next few days, Huo Nian was in a coma.

And Song Wan'er didn't ask anymore, because she knew that if Zhao Feng'an deliberately concealed it, she wouldn't ask any answer, she could only wait patiently and wait for Huo Nian to wake up.

In the past few days, the two of them have been very peaceful with each other, as if the undercurrent of conversation that took place in Huo Nian's residence that day did not exist.

Zhao Feng'an had a sense of loss of control.

For so many years, he was used to controlling everything, but in the face of the calm Song Wan'er, he had no choice but to secretly plan to send her away as soon as possible.

After that, he would lead the Zhao army to force the current Song emperor to abdicate and recognize the independence of the Zhao state. This is what Emperor Song owes to Zhao Guo and his parents, and he just takes back what belongs to him.

He had already killed Qin Ying to take revenge, and Lin Yu also had his due retribution, he didn't want to hurt her father's life again, and he could even let her brother succeed to the throne.

He knew she would resent him, but they still had a long life ahead of them, and they could start over in Zhao.

She loved him so much that she would definitely forgive him.

In a blink of an eye, it was September 26, which was the day when Lin Jingzhu made an appointment for Song Wan'er a month in advance to see the miracle doctor who sent her son.

On that day, Zhao Feng'an went to the official department early in the morning as usual.

Worried about waking her up, Zhao Fengan tiptoed to wash and change clothes after getting up, but his mind moved before going out.

Just half a month ago, on the first day after he recovered from his injury, Song Wan'er got up early in the morning with him, as if he couldn't open his eyes, but he muttered coquettishly: "My husband is going to be on duty, of course I have to get up and serve." ”

Her delicate voice was like a kitten's paw grasping at him, and his heart was full.

Zhao Fengan couldn't bear it, turned back to the bed, and lifted the bed.

Her jet-black hair was spread out on the pillow, and her usually smart and delicate eyes were closed, quiet and soft, unguarded.

He couldn't take his eyes off it, and after a while, he couldn't help but bend down and kiss her lightly on the lips, and then covered her snow-white shoulders with the quilt before turning his head away.

Song Wan'er has been thinking about Huo Nian and the Lin family these days, and she doesn't often go out of the house.

After breakfast, she sat in the study and waited for Huo Nian's news. She didn't plan to look at the doctor, the problem between them was not something that could be solved by a child.

Unexpectedly, Huo Nian's news had not yet arrived, and the porter sent in a letter from the Lin Mansion, which contained only one sentence:

"Princess, I have something important to discuss, I know that it is inconvenient for you to come to the Lin Mansion and meet at the divine doctor." The inscription is Lin Jingtu.

Song Wan'er had asked someone to bring news to Jingzhu in the past few days, but learned that because Mrs. Lin was unwell, Lin Jingtu took her mother and sister to the West Mountain to recuperate, and the Lin Mansion now only has a few maids to guard the door.

Seeing this note, Song Wan'er couldn't wait, and told Jin Han to change his clothes and go out.

The doctor's medical hall is located in a quiet alley in the west of the city, a small courtyard.

In order not to attract attention, Song Wan'er did not take Princess Changle to drive, but took a green curtain carriage, and she came to the door of the hospital with a white gauze hat.

I think this doctor only accepts one customer a day, so the hospital is very quiet.

Song Wan'er helped Jin Han in and looked around, but she didn't see Lin Jingtu, only a thin old woman with white hair, wearing a green cloth dress, sitting at the table.

"You're not in a hurry." Before Jin Han could speak, the old woman said dissatisfiedly: "Everyone else came early in the morning to wait, but you guys are good, it's almost noon, and you are so unhurried." ”

Song Wan'er responded with a smile: "It's really late." Excuse me, is there anyone else who is coming? ”

The old woman waved her hand, "No, no, the old woman is here to see a woman's illness, and most people are taboo to let others know, so they never let outsiders in, and why are you asking this?" Are you still sick? ”

But I didn't see Lin Jingtu outside just now, maybe he hasn't arrived yet?

There were also people left and right, so Song Wan'er casually agreed: "Please ask the doctor to help take a look." ”

Jin Han helped Song Wan'er sit down at the table, rolled up Wan'er's sleeves, and put her white wrist on the pulse pillow.

This old woman has seen countless women, from high-ranking officials to poor people, no matter what their status, they are all hard-working people who have been seeking children for many years, and most of them frown when they come to see the disease, how can they be like today's absent-minded appearance of this young lady.

She has superb medical skills and a rebellious temperament, seeing that Song Wan'er doesn't care, she doesn't want to think too much, so she puts two fingers on Song Wan'er's pulse at will.

But gradually, the old woman put away her careless appearance, and her expression became more and more solemn.

Jiang Wan'er's left and right hands carefully checked the pulse, and asked Jin Han to lift the white veil on her hat, and carefully looked at her face before asking: "This lady, are you not allowed to do things on weekdays?" It's only a day or two at a time? ”

Jin Han saw that the old woman's face was serious, and he had already panicked, and hurriedly nodded and replied: "That's the case, my young lady often only happens once every two months, and the time is short each time...... What is the problem? ”

"She had no problem with her foundation, but she had an extremely cold aura in her body, which was very stubborn, and she had already hurt her roots." The old woman shook her head and said regretfully.

"What?" Jin Han shouted.

Song Wan'er was also stunned, she stabilized her mind and asked, "Could you please explain it again?" ”

The old woman seemed to understand compassion, no longer arrogant just now, and said patiently: "The woman is pregnant and goes to the Ren pulse, and this lady's Ren pulse is mixed with a lot of cold, and this cold is poisonous, it has penetrated into the Ren pulse, and it is difficult to eradicate it. ”

Jin Han immediately cried, but Song Wan'er was still calm, and asked forcefully: "Just now the doctor said that my foundation was fine, so where did this cold come from?" ”

"It should come from eating and drinking, and accumulate over time. Looking at it like this now, it should have been a few years. The old woman looked sympathetic and hesitated for a moment before saying, "This lady, this cold qi in your body is not small, it is not like the natural accumulation of food, but it seems that it has been taking medicine." ”

Medication?

Song Wan'er's brain was white, and someone drugged her? Who is it? Why?

Her mind was full of thoughts, and a terrible thought came to her, but she didn't dare to think about it.

Jin Han cried and said in a panic: "Doctor, do you want to re-diagnose my young lady's pulse?" My young lady has also seen too much in the past few years...... Very good doctor, never said that there was such a problem, why did he suddenly ......"

The old woman's face suddenly sank, "Didn't I just say that?" Your young lady's cold breath is permeated in the pulse, and ordinary doctors can't diagnose it. Besides, if you can't trust the old woman, go directly to your very good doctor. ”

As she spoke, the old woman had already begun to pack up her pulse pillow, as if she was going to drive the guest out.

Jin Han was about to kneel down in a hurry, she realized that she had lost her words, and hurriedly said, "We believe, you are so powerful, can you cure my young lady?" Please! ”

The old woman shook her head and said, "It's hard. It's like a tree, the old woman can repair the trunk and branches of the tree, but if the roots of the tree are already broken, the old woman can't do anything. ”

Jin Han stepped forward and grabbed the old woman's hand and begged: "You have a prescription, you have to try it......"

The old woman couldn't screw it, so she had to write a prescription, handed it to Jin Han, and said: "This recipe is nothing more than regulating qi and blood, don't let me see it when you go back, let others know that this is a prescription I prescribed, and I will be laughed at by people who know how to do it." ”

Song Wan'er sat still until Jin Han wiped her tears and took the prescription, and came to help her up, and Fang woke up like she woke up.

She didn't care about the prescription in Jin Han's hand, but asked again in a dumb voice: "Doctor, you just said that it has accumulated over time, can you see how long it has been accumulating?" ”

"Two to three years."

The white veil covered Song Wan'er's face, she stood stiffly for a long time, and finally did not say a word, but her steps staggered a little, and she helped Jin Han to leave the hospital.

Lin Jingtu still hasn't appeared, and Song Wan'er has long forgotten that she came out to see Jingtu.

Sitting back in the car, Song Wan'er leaned against the wall of the car, trembling uncontrollably.

Could it be him?

Impossible, impossible, why did he do this to me?

Song Wan'er's heart was extremely chaotic, and when she was helpless, there was a sudden noise of noisy people and horses in front, and then the sound of weapons colliding.

The curtain was slammed up, and Jin Han shouted outside, "Princess, there are assassins!" ”