In the imperial garden, Pei Huanduan was sitting in a wheelchair, opposite the emperor.
There was a chess game between the two of them. The emperor was holding white, staring at the chessboard and thinking about the next move.
After a long time, the emperor placed his chess piece, and the eunuch next to him immediately reported the position of his piece.
The next moment, Pei Huan spit out a position. The emperor held the black chess and put it down. His expression changed instantly. In the originally entangled situation, the white piece's way of survival was completely blocked.
After a long while, the emperor sighed: "I lost."
Pei Huan cupped his hands and looked at the ground: "Wei Chen, I accept the concession."
The emperor smiled and pushed the chess piece away: "You entered the palace today because of Song Shuwan, right?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, she was brought into the Hou Mansion by the matchmaker Mingzheng. Now that something has happened, I naturally have to come and take a look."
The emperor said coldly: "In my opinion, you are not just walking around, right? If my judgment is correct, she should have returned to the Houfu by this time."
Pei Huan moved his fingers slightly: "The emperor is aware of everything."
The emperor snorted softly: "You see clearly? Stop talking nonsense. I know very well what kind of temper you have. Pei Huan, I ask you, are you determined to only have Song Shuwan alone?"
Pei Huan nodded and said calmly: "It is enough for me to have one person by my side."
The emperor's eyes were dark: "A few years ago, if I had not stopped Qingyang, would you have married her?"
"Won't."
Pei Huan's answer was decisive, and his determination made the emperor laugh angrily.
"You are so sure, you don't want to give me any face at all."
Pei Huan said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Your Majesty knows my answer, why do you want me to go round and round for the so-called face? Besides, your Majesty knows her importance, and I cannot let her be in the prison and gamble on what might happen."
The emperor snorted coldly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Before you entered the palace, Jing Ming took someone to the prison."
Pei Huan said "Yes": "I will go check on that person."
The emperor waved his hand: "Step back."
Pei Huan bowed his hands and signaled An San to push the wheelchair away.
At this moment, the emperor spoke again: "Qingyang has become more and more unruly recently. Keep an eye on her. If she has thoughts that she shouldn't have, you don't need to take care of her."
Pei Huan tilted his head slightly: "Weichen, I understand."
Houfu, Qingfengyuan.
Song Shuwan returned to the room and fell on the bed, covering her head.
Baicao followed behind, the expression on her face changed from worry to confusion: "Prince Princess, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll go find Mr. Han right now."
Song Shuwan called her out: "You know medical skills yourself, why do you call others?"
Baicao pursed her lips and said softly: "I know some medical skills, but my best skill is poison."
Hearing this, Song Shuwan raised her head slightly, and her calm eyes fell on her face: "Baicao, what do you think of the poison mixed with Chuxia and Soul Flower?"
Baicao was about to answer when she heard two gentle knocks on the door, followed by a questioning voice.
"Prince Princess, Miss Zhen is here."
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes and her fingertips trembled slightly: "Invite her in."
After a while, Zhen Yuan entered the room: "The prince's movements are quite fast."
Song Shuwan said lightly: "No matter how fast I am, I can't be faster than Miss Zhen. As soon as I returned to the residence, Miss Zhen followed me. This speed is shocking."
Zhen Yuan smiled slightly, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in his words, and said, "What happened on Weiming Lake has nothing to do with me."
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips and was speechless.
Zhen Yuan didn't care and continued talking to himself: "I didn't expect that Wen Yixiu would go to Weiming Lake, nor did I expect that a group of assassins would appear. I didn't expect that the Crown Princess would go to Weiming Lake to swim in the lake after she was injured. .”
"so what?"
The anger in Song Shuwan's heart was aroused a little, and she said coldly: "I don't care what arrangements you made at Weiming Lake, and I don't care whether those arrangements were successful or not, but if you want to push away today's events, it's unavoidable. Is it too simple?"
Zhen Yuan straightened his sleeves: "I can understand that the Crown Princess is angry, but the one on Weiming Lake..."
Song Shuwan interrupted her: "I said, I don't care what arrangements you make on Weiming Lake, so you don't need to mention Weiming Lake anymore. Miss Zhen, please leave."
The expression on Zhen Yuan's face finally changed slightly. After a brief pause, she smiled bitterly: "Is the Crown Princess blaming me?"
"I don't blame you, and I won't blame me, but I think it's better for the Marquis's Mansion and the General's Mansion to stay far away before things become clear."
Hearing this, Zhen Yuan stood up: "Since the Crown Princess said so, I can't stay here any longer. I just hope that after the matter is over, the Crown Princess can..."
"Baicao, see you off."
After a while, Zhen Yuan left with Baicao.
But when Baicao turned around, there was an extra letter in his hand.
"Prince Princess, Miss Zhen asked your slave to bring this back."
Song Shuwan glanced at it, ignored the letter, and looked out the door: "An Yi."
An Yi came in in response: "What are your orders from the Crown Princess?"
Song Shuwan said firmly: "Let me ask you, why did the Crown Prince appear in Weiming Lake? He even jumped into the lake to save me."
"I don't know."
"Is it because I don't know or I can't tell?"
Song Shuwan directly broke through the cover-up in An Yi's words, without any emotion in her eyes.
As time passed, An Yi smiled bitterly: "Prince Concubine, there are some things that I cannot say."
Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes: "Then wait until your master comes back and let your master tell me."
An Yi lowered his head and said: "Go down and guard the door."
The room fell into silence. Song Shuwan glanced at Baicao. Instead of bringing up the previous topic, she waved Baicao away.
"I'm tired and want to rest for a while."
Baicao didn't linger, bowed and left the room.
Not long after, a knock on the door broke the silence in the room. Song Shuwan opened her eyes, guessing that it was Pei Huan who turned around, and said loudly: "Come in."
Pei Huan entered the door, looked around, and then his eyes fell on the bed: "The emperor will not look into this matter in detail, but in the future, you must not take action against the little princess again."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows, stood up and looked at the man in the wheelchair, and said in a faint tone: "How does the prince know that it was me who attacked the little princess and not someone else?"
Pei Huan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair: "You have a grudge against the little princess."
Song Shuwan smiled and shook her head: "There are many people who have grudges against the little princess, how can the prince conclude that it is me?"
Pei Huan's eyes were dim and his fingers tightened slightly: "You are right, but you have forgotten the most important point. The only person who can get my letter is you."
Song Shuwan was startled, a letter? What does Pei Huan mean?
In the silence, she said: "That letter was given to me by Zhen Yuan. It is just a forged letter. The prince will not want to say that the letter is real, right?"
