Han Sanzhen appeared in a strange atmosphere with a cane, and Ding Cun left with a few words.
Song Shuwan snorted coldly: "Mr. Han feels sorry for his apprentice, but after you heard what he just said, you don't think you should let Ding Cun..."
A hand fell on her shoulder, Song Shuwan frowned: "What is Mr. Han doing?"
Han Sanzhen patted twice: "I know you hate iron, but Ding Cun is not very old. In recent years, he has devoted himself to medical skills. Do you think he can maintain his former appearance?"
Can't?
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes and tightened her fingers little by little: "Since Mr. Han feels that nothing is wrong, I won't say more. This matter is with me and ends here."
The next day, Zhen Yuan came to visit again.
"Ms. Song promised to go to the border with me yesterday. Today I'm here to ask, how are you packing your luggage?"
Song Shuwan was stunned for a moment, then reacted belatedly, frowned and asked, "I didn't promise Miss Song yesterday, did I?"
Zhen Yuan held his cheek with one hand: "Miss Song's response, doesn't it mean she promised me?"
The waiter brought tea, and Song Shuwan took a cup: "To be honest, I really have no interest in going to the theater."
Zhen Yuan adjusted his sitting position: "But I am interested. Can't Miss Song really come with me just for the sake of our past friendship?"
She suddenly softened her tone, making Song Shuwan inexplicably helpless.
"There are many people who can accompany Miss Zhen to the theater. Why should Miss Zhen spend time with me?"
More importantly, the play Zhen Yuan wanted to watch was related to her, and she didn't believe Zhen Yuan would exclude her.
Thinking of the situation at the border, Song Shuwan made her decision again. She would never go with Zhen Yuan.
"What you said makes sense, but I don't like those people."
Zhen Yuan leaned forward slightly, staring at Song Shuwan with his unblinking eyes, "Miss Song, you are the only one I've been interested in from the beginning to the end."
The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and Song Shuwan pinched her eyebrows: "Miss Zhen, please pay attention to your words."
"Attention, Miss Song. Let's go to the border together?"
"Not going."
Song Shuwan said coldly and called the guards to see off the guests.
Zhen Yuan sighed: "Miss Song is so cold and callous..."
She shook her head, and when the guard stood in front of her, she stood up in cooperation, but when she reached the door, she turned around again.
"I will come again tomorrow. Miss Song must prepare tea for tomorrow."
Song Shuwan held her forehead, her expression was filled with helplessness. She really didn't want to entertain Zhen Yuan anymore.
"Miss."
An San walked in from the door, and after saluting, a little hesitation flashed on his face.
Song Shuwan saw it and guessed that what he was going to say might be related to the border: "If you have something to say, just say it. It's not good for you or me to hide some things."
When An San heard this, he immediately made up his mind: "The prince has decided to marry Mu Ying'er as his wife."
Song Shuwan laughed: "I thought you were going to say something. Isn't this something that has been determined for a long time? Why are you embarrassed and afraid to say it?"
An San lowered his head: "This is different from before."
"To me, it makes no difference. Do you have anything else to do?"
After receiving a negative answer, Song Shuwan waved her hand to let him go: "I've been a little busy recently. If there's nothing important, you don't have to come to see me."
An San hesitated to speak, but finally left silently.
The hall became silent. Song Shuwan looked down at her fingers and smiled bitterly, Pei Huan, you really... caught me off guard.
When Zhen Yuan came to visit again, Song Shuwan told her the definite news: "If Miss Zhen stays here any longer, I'm afraid she won't be able to see the good show."
"Since Miss Song knows that she can't delay it any longer, why not just leave with me? I don't believe that Miss Song is not at all..."
"Miss Zhen."
Song Shuwan interrupted Zhen Yuan, with annoyance that could no longer be suppressed on her face: "Miss Zhen, based on our past friendship, I have been very polite to you. If you continue to pester me like this, don't blame me for being rude."
Zhen Yuan blinked: "Why do you plan to be so rude, Miss Song?"
"you……"
Song Shuwan was so angry that she couldn't speak. She stared at her for a moment and simply walked out.
But not long after, Zhen Yuan caught up with her from behind.
"Miss Song, are you ready to go out?"
"I'm going to Han Langzhong's place."
Zhen Yuan raised his eyebrows and quickened his pace to get in front of Song Shuwan: "I happen to have something to do with Mr. Han, let's go together."
The ghost lingers!
Four words flashed through Song Shuwan's mind, but she didn't rush Zhen Yuan: "It's up to you, but don't delay my business."
Zhen Yuan said with a smile: "Don't worry, Miss Song, I won't delay your business."
Song Shuwan was silent, she was about to lose her temper by Zhen Yuan.
Forget it, she still ignored Zhen Yuan. She went to find Mr. Han today in order to invite him to the house.
She had used many methods to fix the sixth prince's legs, but he couldn't get up from sitting still. She really couldn't figure it out.
After hearing Song Shuwan's intention, Han Sanzhen asked her to go back first: "I have something to discuss with Miss Zhen. When my affairs here are over, I will go live with you."
Song Shuwan nodded and left. As soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by a voice.
"Miss Song."
Song Shuwan heard Ding Cun's voice and turned around after thinking for a moment: "Is something wrong?"
Ding Cun moved forward and said, "It's about the old man from before."
Song Shuwan hummed, her calm eyes fell on Ding Cun's face, and she lost her voice.
Seeing this, Ding Cun bit the bullet and spoke again: "I asked, the person who made him cause trouble is a very good-looking woman. The woman gave her fifty taels of silver, and he agreed after thinking about a small thing."
Somehow, when Song Shuwan heard the word woman, she thought of Zhen Yuan.
Wait, why did she have this idea?
"Ding Cun, you, bring the old man over and let him see Miss Zhen."
"good."
Ding Cun left quickly.
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, things had better not go as she thought, otherwise... Zhen Yuan, we are not done yet!
In Anyuan City, Pei Huan and the tenth prince met at the city gate.
The tenth prince looked at Mu Ying'er next to him and raised his eyebrows: "When I heard that Crown Prince Pei was going to marry a new wife, I thought it was a lie, but I didn't expect it to be true. What should I call this person?"
"Mu Ying'er."
Pei Huan withdrew his gaze and said something in Mu Ying'er's ear.
Mu Ying'er blinked, her eyes swept over the tenth prince, and she raised the corners of her lips: "Okay, Ying'er will stay out of the way first."
Mu Ying'er left, and the tenth prince's face suddenly darkened: "You want to marry a new wife. Does Song Shuwan know about this?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "What if you know? What if you don't know? Tenth Prince, we are not meeting today to talk about private matters. How can the Beidi army retreat?"
