In the early morning, Song Shuwan entered Pei Huan's room, put down the medicine bowl, and asked in a warm voice: "How is the prince feeling today?"
Pei Huan tilted his head: "I feel pretty good. Is the medicine ready today? Is it still the same as yesterday?"
Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "Today's medicine is not as strong as yesterday's. It may still hurt, but it shouldn't be particularly severe."
"Yeah?"
"nature."
Song Shuwan checked Pei Huan's pulse and handed the medicine bowl to his hand: "Drink it. I see that the prince's pulse has improved. With acupuncture, the effect will be visible within half a month." .”
Pei Huan nodded, took the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp. Within a few moments, pain swept over him. He leaned on the back of his wheelchair, clenching his teeth and unable to move.
For this liar, today's medicine was obviously more powerful than yesterday's medicine, and his heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
"you……"
Song Shuwan kept staring at Pei Huan's face. When she heard him say something, her brows instantly wrinkled: "Your Majesty, hold it back!"
As she spoke, she quickly took out the golden needle she carried with her and shouted at the same time: "An San, come in and hold the prince down."
An San outside the door was so excited that he rushed into the room and held down the man in the wheelchair without thinking about it.
At the same time, Pei Huan could no longer hold on and groaned: "Ugh!"
Song Shuwan's expression became solemn, and she calmly dropped two golden needles on the man's head. After confirming for a few moments, she dropped two more golden needles on the top of his head.
Pei Huan's body was tense and he couldn't help but want to curl up, but An San held him down, so he could only straighten his back in the wheelchair.
"Are you saying that today is not like yesterday..." He struggled to spit out a few words, and then lost strength due to the severe pain.
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and tightened her fingers on her side: "It hurts a little, but it's a good thing for the Crown Prince. You must endure it."
Pei Huan closed his eyes. He no longer had the strength to speak.
After an unknown amount of time, Pei Huan relaxed. Song Shuwan stepped forward to check and found that he had passed out.
An San also noticed this, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his eyes: "Prince Concubine, what do you think of the Crown Prince..."
"I'm treating him."
Song Shuwan replied lightly and checked Pei Huan's pulse again. After confirming that he was unconscious due to severe pain, he took a few steps back: "This kind of treatment will have to be maintained for a while. You have to take care of the prince these days." , In addition, the number of guards around the prince must also be increased, he will be very weak recently."
An San's pupils narrowed: "I understand, I will make arrangements now."
Song Shuwan nodded, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something and turned back: "Remember to bathe the prince."
An San nodded subconsciously: "Yes."
Back in the room, Song Shuwan took out a few prescriptions and frowned unconsciously. Her medicine was for Pei Huan. There would definitely be a reaction after taking it, but it wouldn't be that big of a reaction. Was it because of which medicine was too heavy?
She thought, her fingertips traced the prescription and suddenly stopped. It was not necessarily because she had given too much medicine. There was also something wrong with Pei Huan's own condition. He was injured one after another, and the medicine was ruined by Liu Mei.
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan pressed her eyebrows. Zhen is hateful. If Liu Mei hadn't acted recklessly, her treatment wouldn't have been so difficult!
"Prince Princess, what's wrong with you?"
Just then, a question came from the door.
Song Shuwan raised her eyes and saw Fei Yuan peeking her head in, her face full of worry.
"nothing."
She subconsciously replied, beckoning Fei Yuan to come to her: "You have nothing to do these two days, right?"
Fei Yuan blinked: "I am responsible for protecting the safety of the Crown Princess. Apart from that, I have nothing else to do. But does the Crown Princess have something to tell my servant?"
Song Shuwan twitched her lips: "I do have something to leave to you. The Crown Prince is undergoing treatment and has been very weak recently. I need someone reliable to protect him."
Fei Yuan was stunned: "What the Crown Princess means is to let the servants protect the Crown Prince? But the servants were sent by the Crown Prince to protect the Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan put a hand on her shoulder: "I know you were sent by the Crown Prince to protect me, but right now the Crown Prince's safety is more important. Don't worry, you can still come back to me when the Crown Prince's period of weakness passes."
Fei Yuan is very free-spirited, but she is also stubborn about many things. For example, she has always kept in mind the idea of protecting Song Shuwan, and insists on doing it. She will never allow others to interfere, so Song Shuwan persuaded her to do so. Reasonable and moving.
Fei Yuan pursed her lips and clenched her fingers: "I understand, slave. I will obey the imperial concubine's orders."
Song Shuwan opened her mouth. She could tell that Fei Yuan was not happy, but as she said, Pei Huan's safety was the most important right now, so she could only let Fei Yuan pass.
"Go ahead, protect the prince, and protect me."
Fei Yuan nodded heavily: "I will go to my son's side right now."
Just as he was talking, Baicao hurriedly walked in: "Prince Concubine, someone from the palace, please come into the palace."
Song Shuwan was slightly startled and asked, "What's the reason for this person coming?"
"I didn't say anything. I just said that the emperor wants to see the Crown Princess, so please enter the palace quickly."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan frowned. Why did she need to enter the palace again for no reason... Wait, the Queen Mother and the little princess both fell ill before. Could it be because of the two of them.
Thinking of this, Song Shuwan's heart sank unconsciously. If this was the case, her trip might not be safe.
"Prince Princess, what's wrong?"
Baicao's question brought Song Shuwan back from her thoughts. She shook her head gently: "It's nothing. By the way, where is Yue Hong? Let her come over."
Song Shuwan thought, if Yue Hong entered the palace with her, would the Queen Mother not embarrass her because of Yue Hong's former reputation?
Not long after, Yue Hong entered the room.
Song Shuwan didn't hide anything and directly stated her plan: "Of course, if you don't want to go, I won't force you."
Yue Hong pursed her lips, with a bit of bitterness on her face: "I am now the maid of the Hou Mansion, and I can do whatever you ask me to do."
Royal study room.
Song Shuwan and Yue Hong were waiting for the introduction. About half an hour later, the eunuch inside walked out: "Prince Princess, please come."
Song Shuwan nodded, thanked her and stepped into the imperial study. It was also at this time that she discovered that Pei Huan was also in the imperial study.
The man's expression was very calm, as if the eunuch's report did not exist.
But Song Shuwan noticed a slight change in Pei Huanluo's fingers on the wheelchair, and knew that the man was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. What happened in the imperial study room?
Song Shuwan thought about it and saluted respectfully: "My wife, I have met the emperor."
The emperor raised his hand: "Excuse me, I asked you to come today to show King Nanming whether his health is really so bad that he will die."
Song Shuwan's heart skipped a beat, she resisted the urge to look at Pei Huan, and walked slowly towards King Nanming after answering.
"My lord, I'm sorry."
