This thought came to mind, and the scrutiny in Song Shuwan's eyes became more and more obvious when she looked at Mu Ying'er.
If he just wanted to repay the favor, if he pretended to accept the favor, it would prove that Mu Ying'er's intentions were not trivial.
No, Pei Huan had long known that Mu Ying'er had a plot. If that was the case, what could be the reason for Mu Ying'er's troubles?
Anyuan City or Dazhou?
All kinds of thoughts made Song Shuwan's heart unstoppably heavy.
At this moment, a burst of footsteps came from behind. When Mu Ying'er saw the person, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and then suddenly turned into grievance.
"Your Majesty, you are finally here."
As she spoke, she ran behind Song Shuwan.
Zhen Yuan lowered his voice: "It's Pei Huan who's here."
Song Shuwan clenched her fingers and slowly turned around, and saw Mu Ying'er throwing herself into Pei Huan's arms. Tears fell down before she could speak.
The pear blossoms looked very pitiful with their raindrops.
Pei Huan lowered his head, his dark eyes showing no emotion, but his tone was very gentle: "What happened?"
Mu Ying'er choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, it's Sister Song, she..."
Halfway through her words, she lowered her head, and tears fell in large numbers, and they fell even harder.
Pei Huan frowned slightly, and his dark eyes fell on Song Shuwan, feeling helpless but also searching.
"Why did you make her cry?"
Zhen Yuan answered: "Why, Prince Pei is distressed?"
Pei Huan: "Whether you feel distressed or not is my business. I didn't ask you. Please don't say anything."
Zhen Yuan immediately laughed, laughing so hard: "Prince Pei is such a strong breeze, are you threatening me? But you haven't even understood the situation, so why are you qualified to ask?"
As she spoke, she let go of Song Shuwan's hand and walked slowly in front of Pei Huan. The curve of the corners of her mouth was still there, but her eyes were as cold as ice.
"Miss Song just separated from you, right? What do you think she can do to this Mu Ying'er in such a short time?"
A chill flashed through his dark eyes, and Pei Huan said coldly: "Are you interceding for her?"
"Whoosh——"
A sound broke through the air suddenly.
Pei Huan's expression changed, and he hid aside with Mu Ying'er.
The next moment, a figure appeared.
King Ning danced the folding fan so tightly that Pei Huan kept retreating.
As Zhen Yuan watched, she kept clapping her hands and applauding. Song Shuwan, who was speechless at the side, held her forehead in a gloating manner. She really couldn't understand these people.
Even if Pei Huan is inconsistent, how could Zhen Yuan target Mu Ying'er like this?
More importantly, she discovered that Zhen Yuan knew many things.
She felt that those words just now should only be a small part, and Zhen Yuan should know more than she thought.
"ah!"
Suddenly a scream sounded.
When Song Shuwan came to her senses, she saw Mu Ying'er falling to the ground like a broken kite, and Pei Huan retreated again, looking very embarrassed.
At this moment, Zhen Yuan turned around, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Did you see that? That kid Pei Huan is very good at acting. He said he wanted to marry Mu Ying'er, but when he threw her out, You’re not polite at all.”
Song Shuwan: "..."
There was something strange in her eyes: "Pei Huan has done this, so you don't see anything unusual?"
Zhen Yuan blinked: "So what if you see it? No matter how he behaves now, it can't be compared to what he has already done."
Song Shuwan coughed lightly: "Okay, leave him alone. I have to go look for Mr. Han. If you want to see, you can stay here. I'll leave first."
She left as soon as she said it, not caring about Pei Huan and Prince Ning who were fighting.
What Song Shuwan didn't know was that as soon as her front leg left, the two people on the back leg stopped. After Pei Huan and Prince Ning looked at each other for a moment, one went to support Mu Ying'er while the other slowly left.
Zhen Yuan watched, glanced at Mu Ying'er with a half-smile, and followed her away.
On the other side, Song Shuwan met Han Sanzhen. After just a few words, a guard came over and handed over a message, saying that Hu Na was preparing to leave. If the guests wanted to stay here, they could give this place to them.
Song Shuwan asked curiously: "Did you buy this yard?"
After getting a positive answer, she immediately accepted: "I can give you the silver to buy the house."
The guard smiled and rejected the proposal: "Master said, this house is just a thank you. She will always remember Miss Song's life-saving grace in the past."
Song Shuwan was stunned. She and Hu Na didn't get along much, but the grace of saving her life...
After a few moments, she smiled slightly: "I know, thank her for me."
The guard bowed and left.
Han Sanzhen said displeasedly: "You don't want to stay at the inn that much?"
Song Shuwan tilted her head, and the curvature of her mouth deepened: "Aren't you afraid that staying at the inn will affect you? Mr. Han is here not just for the current affairs, right?"
Han Sanzhen snorted coldly: "The most important thing I came here is to meet old friends."
"Your old friend? Who is he?"
"A doctor."
After Han Sanzhen said this, he said nothing more.
Song Shuwan didn't ask, just thinking about how to pack their luggage from the inn.
That afternoon, Song Shuwan and her party moved out of the inn.
After Pei Huan received the news, he was speechless for a long time.
"Your Majesty."
A soft voice came from outside the door. Pei Huan came back to his senses, looked at Mu Ying'er who came in, curled up the corner of his mouth, and asked gently: "What's wrong?"
Mu Ying'er opened her mouth and said nothing, a hint of grievance flashed in her eyes.
Pei Huan sighed secretly, and his tone became gentler: "What happened? But who bullied you?"
"No one bullies me, I'm just... unhappy."
Mu Ying'er leaned on his shoulder, with a hint of evil in her eyes, "I heard from people below that Sister Song has moved out of the inn. I feel so bad when I think of the woman next to Sister Song."
Pei Huan lowered his eyes and suppressed his disgust in his heart: "Are you talking about Zhen Yuan? She always talks like that. In fact, there is no malicious intent. You don't need to take it to heart."
"But I think Sister Song will take her words to heart."
Mu Ying'er raised her head and frowned, "I also know that Sister Song may have some objections to me, but I don't..."
"She won't have a problem with you."
Pei Huan sighed, helped Mu Ying'er to the side and sat down, poured tea and handed it over, "She is always only interested in medical skills. At other times, many things cannot attract her attention."
Mu Ying'er held the teacup and said nothing. After a long time, she smiled bitterly and said, "The Crown Prince still likes Sister Song, right? If that's the case, why does the Crown Prince want to reconcile with Sister Song?"
"It's just not suitable to be together."
Pei Huan said casually and said he had to leave because of something.
Mu Ying'er looked at his figure, and the hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened: "Luo Xiaofeng."
A young man jumped out: "What are your orders, Miss?"
Mu Ying'er stared and said with murderous intent: "I want you to find a way to kill that Song Shuwan."
Luo Xiaofeng raised his head: "Yes, Xiaofeng will definitely satisfy the lady."
