Han Sanzhen spoke sarcastically, and Song Shuwan decisively admitted her mistake: "Mr. Han, I was wrong."
"How could the Crown Princess be wrong? It was the other people who were wrong. The fact that the Crown Princess can live to this day is enough to prove that the Crown Princess is extremely lucky."
Song Shuwan twitched the corner of her mouth, turned her eyes, and decisively brought the topic to Prince Ning: "I heard that Prince Ning suppressed the officials from the capital? You still have some feelings for Zhou. If so, why are you here in the cell? What about walking back and forth? Just to make everyone unhappy?"
After the deathly silence, Prince Ning sneered: "No one knows whether I am unhappy or not, but looking at your appearance now, you probably want to be unhappy with me."
The two people's eyes met, Song Shuwan's lips curled up: "Prince Ning is joking, I am a weak woman, not to mention that I have no strength to tie a chicken, and now I am seriously injured, how can I make you unhappy?"
"Ah!"
Prince Ning sneered disdainfully, but even if his anger rose to the top of his head, he refrained from saying anything and sat down without saying a word.
Seeing his appearance, Song Shuwan narrowed her eyes slightly. The purpose of Prince Ning's coming here must not be simple, but she didn't know what he was planning.
At this moment, Han Sanzhen spoke again: "Why is the Crown Princess still here? Why don't you go and have a rest soon?"
Song Shuwan came back to her senses: "We have guests here, so I'm going to..."
"Prince Ning does not need your entertainment."
Han Sanzhen was very rude, but Song Shuwan saw worry in his eyes.
After a few moments, she smiled, apologized to Prince Ning, and left.
"Qinglian, keep an eye over there and don't let Prince Ning cause trouble."
Qinglian nodded: "Prince Princess, please rest assured, Qinglian will be optimistic about Prince Ning."
An hour later, Pei Huan turned around and met with King Ning. Not long after, King Ning left, while Han Sanzhen stayed.
The next day, news spread in Ningyuan City that the Great Zhou and the Tatars were about to go to war, and the Tatar army had already reached the border of the Great Zhou.
As soon as these words came out, the entire Ningyuan City panicked, and officials from the capital searched for King Ning one after another, wanting exact information.
"The Tatar army is indeed pressing towards the border of Dazhou, but whether they can fight it depends on whether all Lin Yu's troops can come back."
"This is not right. Previously, Lin Yujun helped the Tatar princess break into Tatar territory. Why has the situation suddenly changed now?"
"Before is before, now is now, the two cannot be compared."
The officials in the capital were all in confusion. They wanted to find a reason to be safe, but no matter what they said, they would be dismissed by King Ning, telling them that they were delusional. After many times, they all fell silent.
Just when the atmosphere became deathly silent, King Ning said pointedly: "Although Lin Yujun has not come back, Lin Yujun's master is still in the city. If you really want to find a solution, then go and find it." Let him, maybe he can handle the incoming Tatar army."
Several officials exchanged glances, and one of them said very sincerely: "May I ask, Your Majesty, where is that person now?"
Prince Ning smiled and leaned back in his chair: "I don't know about this king. If you want to find him, it's up to you."
"Prince Ning, we are all here for Da Zhou, so you can't..."
Prince Ning glanced at him, and the official who spoke fell silent for an instant. As time passed, cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.
After a while, Prince Ning said: "I don't want to listen to those high-sounding words. It would be pointless to talk about things that I know well. Please step back. I don't want to disturb today's good mood."
"Yes Yes."
Several officials retreated in embarrassment, but when they turned around, they were kidnapped by a group of unknown people, and no one was left.
When Song Shuwan got the news, she was checking Pei Huan's legs and was shocked when she heard the situation.
"Those are all officials sent by the emperor. Who is so bold as to kidnap them?"
The secret guard who reported the news lowered his head: "I don't know."
Pei Huan moved his fingertips slightly and waved away the irrelevant people in the room: "It's Zhen Yuan."
With just three words, Song Shuwan fell into silence.
After a long time, she said in confusion: "Why did Miss Zhen kidnap them?"
"There's something unusual going on in the capital. If these people stay in the city, trouble will occur. It's safer to lock them up."
At this point, Song Shuwan would be a fool if she still couldn't hear Pei Huan's intention to intervene.
After a long time, she sighed: "I don't know how many people the prince is fighting with, but I hope the prince can protect himself and don't... let himself get stuck in it."
Pei Huan smiled and said nothing.
In the next few days, Song Shuwan was recovering from her injuries in the yard, while Pei Huan basically walked around outside except for medicinal baths.
Song Shuwan didn't know what he was doing, but she could detect the change in the atmosphere in the yard.
In early April, Qinglian and Ansan suddenly disappeared from the courtyard, and Song Shuwan knew that Pei Huan was taking action.
In just two days, Ningyuan City was invaded by the smell of blood, and the wind carried a chilling feeling.
In the peaceful courtyard, Song Shuwan leaned on the back of her wheelchair and didn't speak for a long time.
At this moment, the sound of the crutch tapping the ground was heard, and Han Sanzhen's words came before he appeared.
"What are you doing sitting here? When Pei Huan comes back this time, you should be able to return to the capital."
Song Shuwan turned around and said, "I know, but returning to the capital is not my purpose."
Han Sanzhen came to stand next to the wheelchair: "The Song family's case involves a lot, even Pei Huan. If you want to completely overturn the case, you have to be careful. You can't rush."
Song Shuwan looked at him steadily: "So, Mr. Han knows what the Song family's case is, right?"
Han Sanzhen nodded: "I do know."
Song Shuwan asked: "Then why didn't you mention it before?"
"No need."
"No need? What do you mean by this?"
Han Sanzhen sighed, paused for a moment and said, "The old Pei Huan was not capable of overturning the case for you."
Song Shuwan was stunned: "How is this possible?"
Han Sanzhen smiled and brought up the topic again: "What do you think of Pei Huan's status in the court?"
"The God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty holds military power. Although he has no important official position, he..."
At this point, Song Shuwan suddenly paused. She actually forgot this most crucial point.
When Pei Huan was at the border, everyone in the Zhou Dynasty called him the God of War, but after he returned to the capital, his real title was only the word "Crown Prince." It was for this reason that Pei Huan was regarded as a waste by everyone.
No matter how high the status of the border is, it will not play much role after returning to the capital.
After all, there have always been people sent to the border to lead troops, but there are only a few people who have been named generals in the capital today, and Pei Huan is not among them.
Song Shuwan murmured: "Your Majesty, why have you never given the crown prince an official position?"
Han Sanzhen sneered: "Then you have to ask the emperor. I heard that the capital sent someone to urge you last night."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and opened her mouth several times, but there was no sound.
