"It's really difficult to meet the Crown Princess."
When Prince Ning saw Song Shuwan, he sighed.
Song Shuwan smiled and declined to comment.
Seeing this, Prince Ning smiled and waved his hand, asking his servants to bring tea.
After a while, Prince Ning went straight to the point: "It's okay for the Crown Princess to take Song Ren away, but in exchange, she must do something for me."
Song Shuwan raised her head and did not agree immediately. Instead, she took out the box given by Pei Huan: "Before I came, the Crown Prince specially asked me to give this to Prince Ning. Would Prince Ning want to see it first before speaking?"
Prince Ning narrowed his eyes and took the box decisively. After a moment, he looked at Song Shuwan with an ugly face: "The Crown Princess has really never seen this box?"
Song Shuwan said calmly: "I don't need to deceive the prince. I really haven't seen the things in the box. What, is there a problem?"
Their eyes met, and Prince Ning forced out a fake smile: "How could something that Princess Pei sent here be fake?"
Listening to this, why do you feel so weird?
Song Shuwan frowned slightly: "The prince doesn't like the things in the box. If so, I don't mind taking it back."
Prince Ning closed the box and said, "If you don't need this box, please leave it with me. I just ask the imperial concubine to bring a message for me when she returns."
"What words?"
"I have written down what happened today."
After saying these words, Prince Ning actually took the box and left directly.
Song Shuwan looked at his figure and took a moment to react, feeling quite helpless.
Prince Ning was stimulated by Pei Huan's box. It's really interesting. What is in the box that makes Prince Ning make such a gesture?
After all kinds of thoughts turned around, Song Shuwan pinched her eyebrows, stood up and left Prince Ning's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, Pei Huan was sitting on the carriage. The two looked at each other, and Song Shuwan couldn't hide the surprise on her face.
"Why is the prince here?"
"I was afraid something might happen to you, so I came here to take a look. How about it? Did Prince Ning say anything?"
"Prince Ning said that he has recorded what happened today."
Song Shuwan repeated Prince Ning's words, a little worry flashed across her eyebrows: "Your Majesty, what is in that box? Why does Prince Ning look like that?"
"It's not a good thing, just something that can poke Prince Ning's lungs."
Pei Huan's answer was ambiguous. Song Shuwan asked carefully, but she stopped talking and said instead: "Song Ren is still in the hands of Prince Ning."
Pei Huan opened the car window: "Come out."
Song Shuwan looked in the direction he pointed and happened to see Song Ren coming out.
"Song Ren has met the Crown Princess, the Crown Prince."
On the other side, Song Ren saw the carriage and quickly came up to salute.
Song Shuwan said: "No need to be polite, Prince Ning didn't do anything to you, right?"
Song Ren shook his head: "I didn't do anything, I just locked me up. This time, I'm bothering the Crown Princess."
"It's not too much trouble. If nothing happens, go back quickly. Don't let your family worry."
"yes."
Song Ren responded and was about to leave, but there was a little more worry on his face: "Prince Concubine, are you planning to leave the capital in the near future?"
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows: "What? Is there something big going to happen in the capital?"
Song Ren looked around and lowered his voice and said, "It's not a big deal. It just involves the person in the palace, and it may cause another wave of turmoil."
Is the emperor going to make trouble again?
Song Shuwan frowned and glanced at Pei Huan with her peripheral vision. She wanted to ask, but considering that this was outside Prince Ning's palace, she said softly: "I understand, but I'm not sure whether I will leave the capital soon, but I will remember your words."
After watching Song Ren leave, Song Shuwan didn't say a word on the way back to the villa.
She was silent, and Pei Huan didn't say anything. It wasn't until the coachman's reminder came that Song Shuwan came back from her thoughts.
"Your Majesty."
Pei Huan tilted his head slightly: "Ask whatever you want to ask. If I can answer it, I will answer it clearly."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips: "Your Majesty knows what I want to ask."
"What Song Ren said is true, but it's not true."
"What do you mean by this?"
Pei Huan reminded her: "The result of the fire in the imperial study room has not been resolved yet."
Song Shuwan was stunned: "It's not that, it's..."
"Shh-"
Pei Huan made a silent gesture: "Just know what you know in your heart, don't say it out loud."
The two entered the villa, and not long after, Pei Huan left.
Song Shuwan was sitting alone, thinking about recent changes in things, when suddenly a figure appeared in her peripheral vision. When she looked closely, she found that it was Qinglian.
"Qinglian, when did you come back?"
Qinglian was leaning against the window. She turned her head when she heard the question, with a vague expression on her face.
"Qinglian has been back for two days."
Song Shuwan was stunned: "Have you been back for two days? Then why didn't I see you before?"
"Qinglian was thinking about something, so she didn't show up."
While talking, Qinglian left the window, picked up the teapot very calmly, and poured a cup of tea for Song Shuwan.
"On the other hand, the Crown Princess, there is something wrong with her appearance today, but what difficulties have she encountered?"
Song Shuwan pondered: "I haven't encountered any problems, I just have some doubts in my heart."
"If the Crown Princess doesn't mind, you can talk to Qinglian. If nothing else, Qinglian can still give the Crown Princess some answers to the situation in the capital."
When Song Shuwan thought about Qinglian's ability to enter and leave the palace at will, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, and then she quickly expressed her doubts.
"Your Majesty, what do you want to do?"
"What do you think the Emperor wants to do, Princess Concubine?"
Song Shuwan sighed: "It's precisely because I don't understand that I'm asking you."
Qinglian smiled slightly: "Actually, the Crown Princess does not have to worry so much about the Emperor's behavior."
"What do you mean by this?"
"The Emperor and the Crown Princess have different identities, and their thoughts will naturally be fundamentally different. Under such circumstances, it is useless for the Crown Princess to worry more. It is better to wait for the final result to come out, and then look forward, there may be another Feel."
is that so?
Song Shuwan frowned slightly, and after thinking for a few times, she nodded slightly: "I understand."
Qinglian smiled and handed over the poured tea: "Have a drink of water. I heard that there will be a poetry meeting in the capital in two days. Many people have been invited to go. If the Crown Princess is interested, you can go and have a look."
Song Shuwan was speechless. She was not interested in the so-called poetry meeting.
In the evening, as she was preparing to fall asleep, she suddenly realized that there was someone else in the room. When she looked closely, she turned out to be Zhen Yuan, whom she had not seen for several days.
Zhen Yuan was covered in blood, and his figure was shaking uncontrollably as he walked.
"The Crown Princess."
She uttered three words, and before she could say the next sentence, she collapsed.
There was a "bang" sound, and Baicao who was guarding outside the house quickly entered: "Prince Princess, what happened?"
As soon as she finished asking, she was shocked by what she saw: "When did Miss Zhen come in?"
Song Shuwan had a complicated expression: "Just come in, help her to the bed, and then get the medicine."
After a moment, Song Shuwan frowned and stepped back. Zhen Yuan's wounds reminded her of the two previous treatments.
The wound continued to bleed and was difficult to heal.
But why did the Tatars attack Zhen Yuan again?
