Pei Huan's fingertips moved slightly: "We travel day and night, and with the cooperation of the imperial court to stabilize Beidi, we can still catch up."
When Song Shuwan heard this, she knew that he had made arrangements for the border affairs, and her frowning eyebrows relaxed slightly.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Not yet, but after the two countries go to war, I think there are many ways you can help Da Zhou."
Song Shuwan nodded, and she didn't ask any questions. She chatted with Pei Huan for a few words and then sent him out.
Unexpectedly, at the door, Pei Huan suddenly turned around, and when she was completely unprepared, he opened his arms and hugged her.
"Your Majesty, you..."
Song Shuwan was about to push her away when she heard Pei Huan sigh and say, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while. It'll be fine in a while."
Song Shuwan's body froze, maintaining the posture of being hugged.
After a while, Pei Huan took two steps back, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Wait for me in the capital, wait until I deal with the Beidi people, wait until I come back, and we will..."
Before he could finish speaking, a horse came running quickly not far away and called the Crown Prince from a distance.
When they got closer, the man on horseback got off his horse and said, "Your Majesty, there's an accident on the border. Please go quickly. There can be no further delay."
Pei Huan's eyes darkened, a flash of anger flashed through his heart, and he suppressed it quickly.
"Wan'er, I'm leaving."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and looked at Pei Huan's leaving figure. She had the urge to stop him several times, but in the end, she still didn't make a sound.
At this moment, Shanhai appeared behind her: "I saw that the lady wanted to stop her several times, so why didn't she stop her?"
"What can I do if I call him to stop?"
Song Shuwan turned around and said, "You have also heard what the Beidi people said. If he stays here, what will happen to the people on the border? How should the people of Da Zhou regard him?"
Pei Huan, the God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty, could do many things, but protecting the people was his goal from the beginning.
"There should be a lot of shops under the name of Xuanyu Pavilion, right? To sort it out, I want to send a batch of things to the border. Oh, by the way, there are also the forces left by my mother. Except for Chen San's lineage, the rest They all need to be rectified to avoid further accidents.”
Song Shuwan returned to the courtyard and quickly made arrangements with Shan Hai to put things in order.
For the next three days, she was busy reorganizing her forces. When she came to her senses, Pei Huan had already left the capital. He didn't even show his face to Song Shuwan, and only sent an secret agent over.
"The prince said that the lady is very busy recently and cannot delay the lady's affairs."
Song Shuwan was silent for a long time, then sighed quietly: "I understand, are you going to the border later?"
An San shook his head: "The prince asked his subordinates to stay with the young lady. He also said that the matters on the border have nothing to do with the subordinates, and the subordinates are not allowed to take a step away from the young lady."
Are you staying to protect her again?
Song Shuwan pinched her eyebrows and wanted to say that she didn't need it.
But soon, she suppressed these words and turned to ask Qinglian.
"Where is she now?"
"In the palace, the prince didn't like her doing anything to the young lady, so he sent her to Prince Ning."
Song Shuwan was startled and subconsciously tightened her fingers: "As far as I know, he didn't want to push Qinglian to that position before? Why did he hand Qinglian over to Prince Ning now?"
An San said quietly: "Young lady should know the reason why the prince did this, right?"
Song Shuwan was stunned, thinking about what happened before and after, and suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Ansan, he..."
She uttered three words and sighed after a long time: "Ansan, I don't like this."
"Your Majesty has never been like this before."
Somehow, Song Shuwan suddenly remembered what Qinglian said. Qinglian said that she had too much influence on Pei Huan, so she wanted to reduce this influence.
She didn't take it seriously at that time, but now, she suddenly had nothing to say.
"Please step back, I want to be alone for a while."
"yes."
Dark Three retreats.
Song Shuwan turned around and sat down, all kinds of thoughts in her mind turned into calmness.
The next day, word came out in the court that Dazhou agreed to Beidi's request, but because the capital was far away from the border, he hoped that Beidi would give him at least two months to allow Dazhou to transport things there.
At the same time, the list listed by Da Zhou also went to the border with the messenger.
Unexpectedly, after Beidi accepted the order, he said that there were too few things on the order and Zhou had no sincerity to protect the people, so he killed thousands of people that day.
As soon as this incident came out, the entire Zhou Dynasty was in an uproar, and some smart people had already seen the problem.
"Beidi had no intention of wanting anything from Dazhou from the beginning. They just wanted to humiliate Dazhou!"
"Damn it, why hasn't Prince Pei responded yet? According to this situation, Prince Pei should attack Beidi directly."
"Everyone talks easily. If Crown Prince Pei really wants to take action, many people will blame him."
"We can't let Beidi manipulate us. We have to find a way to break the situation."
In the court, the officials argued endlessly.
Prince Ning listened with an indifferent expression, as if they were talking about a trivial matter. Not long after, he went down to the court and asked the officials to leave.
In the Yonghe Palace, the emperor sat on the ground with disheveled hair, looking at Prince Ning who came in, his eyes full of resentment.
"So what if you take out the edict of abdication? If I don't show up, your throne will be unjust and unjust, so what? All civil and military officials are not convinced, right? Are they... causing trouble for you everywhere?"
Prince Ning looked at him condescendingly, with a mocking arc on his lips.
"Are you living in a dream? Why are you looking for trouble, or what is wrong with your reputation? Do you really think that the officials in the court who just came to Beijing dare to go against me?"
At this time, Qinglian appeared in a palace maid's costume.
Prince Ning turned his head and asked, "Has he taken any pills in the past two days?"
Qinglian glanced at the person on the ground: "I'm convinced. According to the current situation, his body will soon be unable to hold on."
Prince Ning nodded, stepped forward and grabbed the emperor's collar: "Tell me, where did you put the jade seal?"
The emperor was half-suspended and didn't care when he heard the question: "I will not give you the jade seal. You are not worthy of the throne of Zhou Dynasty..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was punched in the face.
Prince Ning threw him to the ground with his backhand: "You may show off in front of me, but it doesn't matter, you won't be able to do it for long."
After saying that, King Ning turned and left.
What Prince Ning didn't know was that as soon as he left, two more figures appeared in the Yonghe Palace. They were Song Shuwan and An San.
Seeing the two of them, Qinglian's eyes flashed slightly: "I have taken the risk to bring you into the palace, and I will leave the rest to you."
The door of Yonghe Palace was closed, and Song Shuwan walked slowly to the emperor: "My maid, I have met the emperor."
The emperor raised his head and got up from the ground little by little: "Are you coming to the palace at this time to see my joke?"
