Time passed two days later, and the deeds of Prince Ning were everywhere in Ningyuan City.
It happened that the snow stopped and the people went out to get some fresh air. They gathered together and mentioned King Ning.
"Prince Ning is so kind. Lin Yujun distributed so many things, but Prince Ning brought them all by himself!"
"Hey, who's to say it's not the case? So many things are given to you as soon as you ask for them. If the merchants in our city were like this, there wouldn't be such a sad winter at the moment."
"This is the gap. No matter what those people do, they can't compare to Prince Ning."
The people were talking a lot, and the more praise there was in the relevant remarks, the more uncomfortable many people in the city felt, especially some merchants.
Not long after, a group of merchants gathered.
"Then Prince Ning is really scheming. He actually used our things to gain fame!"
"Are you just going to put up with it? There are so many things, but they are more than what Prince Pei took away."
"What can we do if we can't bear it? That's Prince Ning. Compared with him, what are our statuses?"
"Our status is indeed nothing, but you have forgotten that there is also Prince Pei in this city, and he has Lin Yujun under his command. Even if Prince Ning faces him, he will have to give up three points."
The merchants talked with each other and soon focused on Pei Huan as the breakthrough point. They made an appointment to teach King Ning a lesson through this incident.
"Let's discuss it and see what we want to send to Prince Pei. As long as Prince Pei is tempted, we will definitely make Prince Ning pay the price!"
Here, the merchants are still discussing, but on the other side, Pei Huan has received the news.
At that time, Song Shuwan was giving him acupuncture. After hearing the secret guard's report, she frowned slightly: "Those merchants really dare to confront Prince Ning?"
The heat filled the air, and Pei Huan opened his eyes slightly: "Of course they wouldn't dare to confront Prince Ning directly. Don't they want me to take action?"
Song Shuwan asked: "Is the Crown Prince planning to take action?"
Pei Huan asked, "What do you think is the benefit of me taking action?"
Song Shuwan was stunned and said uncertainly: "Those merchants must give enough benefits if they want the prince to take action, right?"
Pei Huan smiled, but there was a bit of indifference in his eyes: "Compared with the trouble brought by Prince Ning, the benefits they gave are not worth mentioning."
Not worth mentioning?
Song Shuwan's hand holding the golden needle tightened slightly, and after a short pause, she dropped the needle: "I think that if those merchants can really give good things, it would be okay for the prince to take action. After all, Prince Ning himself is the person the prince wants to deal with, isn't it? What?"
Pei Huan was speechless. When the last golden needle fell, he spoke: "Now is not the time to deal with Prince Ning."
So that's it.
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes. If this was the case, then she really couldn't deal with Prince Ning at the moment, but...
"Why does the prince say that now is not the time to deal with Prince Ning?"
Pei Huan closed his eyes: "King Yong is dead."
What?
Song Shuwan's eyes widened instantly: "When did it happen? Why haven't I received any news?"
Pei Huan sighed: "Take care of your injury first, and we'll talk about the rest later, okay?"
Song Shuwan lowered her head and glanced over her injured shoulder: "What the prince said is, Baicao, you take care of the prince here for a while, I will leave for a while."
Baicao responded, and then Song Shuwan left.
"Why, are you here to see your wound? Did Pei Huan take care of it over there?"
When Han Sanzhen saw Song Shuwan, he was a little annoyed. He originally thought that Pei Huan's treatment would be postponed, but he didn't expect that Song Shuwan insisted on continuing and said that it couldn't be delayed. If Pei Huan couldn't be delayed, her own wounds would also be damaged. It needs to be restored to be safe.
Because of this, Han Sanzhen didn't go to see Pei Huan since yesterday.
Song Shuwan coughed lightly, with a gentle smile on her face: "I know Mr. Han is worried about me, but if the prince is well soon, won't I be able to leave with you sooner?"
Han Sanzhen became even more angry: "Is this the same thing?"
"Why are they not the same thing? After all, the root cause lies with the Crown Prince. No matter what, we can't get over it."
"Wrong sense!"
Han Sanzhen dropped the two words coldly, and the expression on his face also darkened.
Song Shuwan didn't care, she came to Han Sanzhen's side with a smile, and spoke softly for a long time, which made Han Sanzhen's anger subside a little.
But even so, his tone was not gentle, but a little more angry.
"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense. I know why you came. King Yong is indeed dead. His body was taken away by Pei Huan yesterday."
Song Shuwan opened her eyes wide: "Is King Yong really dead?"
Han Sanzhen leaned on crutches and walked aside: "What, you doubt my judgment?"
"No, I just...can't believe it."
Song Shuwan really didn't expect that King Yong would die, and her words were a bit dazed.
Han Sanzhen frowned: "He was your enemy, and now that he's dead, isn't it a good thing for you?"
Song Shuwan came to her senses: "He is indeed my enemy, but now that he is dead, it is not a good thing for me."
"What do you mean? It's not a good thing?"
Song Shuwan lowered her head and clenched her fingers hanging by her legs: "The Song family's case has not been over yet, so what if he dies? Can the Song family be made innocent?"
She wanted to take revenge, and she also wanted to clean up the grievances that had been placed on the Song family. How could she be reconciled to this situation?
Han Sanzhen was silent and sighed after a moment: "Don't get into trouble. After Ningyuan City returns to calm, let Pei Huan re-investigate the Song family's case. There is no rush to clear up the grievances."
Song Shuwan twitched the corner of her mouth, turned around and left. Is it really not urgent to clear up the grievances? But right now, she really couldn't wait any longer.
Back in the house, Song Shuwan had just sat down when she heard Pei Huan say: "I'm going to find Mr. Han."
It seemed like he was asking, but his tone was very determined.
Song Shuwan opened her mouth and finally admitted: "Yes, I went to find Mr. Han."
"King Yong is indeed dead, I won't lie to you about this matter."
Song Shuwan smiled a little reluctantly: "I didn't say that the prince was lying to me, it's just that..."
She said and suddenly paused.
Pei Huan tilted his head and said, "Do you think it's incredible? Don't worry, I will solve the Song family's case for you. Even if King Yong dies, it will not affect the case."
"I know, it's just..."
Song Shu hesitated to speak, and shook her head for a while: "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."
Seeing this, Pei Huan said nothing.
Half an hour later, Song Shuwan took off the golden needle and returned to the room. Not long after she sat down, she heard the guard coming from outside to report.
"A woman came outside. She said she was your old friend and wanted to see the Crown Princess."
"woman?"
Song Shuwan was quite surprised. What old friends could she have in Ningyuan City?
After changing her mind, she asked the guards to invite the people in.
"Prince Princess, long time no see."
Under the sun, a woman smiled gently. Song Shuwan looked at her, shock suddenly flashed across her face.
"It's you?"
