Time passed half a month later, and the atmosphere in Anyuan City gradually became serious due to Pei Huan's disappearance, and the people gradually became uneasy.
"No, Anyuan City will definitely not be safe without Prince Pei. We can't stay here anymore. We must leave and go to the city behind."
"I also have this idea, but... Lin Yujun won't agree, right?"
"Why are we leaving? Although Prince Pei is missing, Lin Yujun is still here, so we are still safe."
The people in the city were divided into two sides and quarreled endlessly, and no one could convince the other.
During this stalemate, the capital sent a message - Dazhou was preparing to negotiate peace with Beidi, and in exchange Beidi would send Pei Huan back safe and sound.
As soon as this news came out, the entire Zhou Dynasty was in an uproar. The people could not believe that the war god of Zhou Dynasty in their eyes would become a prisoner, and even asked the court to come forward and negotiate a peace to save his life.
"Impossible. Prince Pei has always been very resourceful on the battlefield. How could he be captured?"
"One or two people think very highly of Pei Huan, but he is still a human being. As a human being, things can go wrong easily, and it is normal for him to be captured."
"It's normal for others to be captured, but that's Prince Pei, Prince Pei!"
Whether they believe it or not, the people of Zhou Dynasty have set their sights on Anyuan City.
For a time, people were talking everywhere.
In this strange atmosphere, Song Shuwan received an invitation from the tenth prince of Beidi.
"I heard that Miss Song has a close relationship with the miracle doctors in the Valley of Divine Doctors. I happen to have a miracle doctor named Han here. I wonder if Miss Song would be willing to come and meet?"
Song Shuwan stared at the content of the letter, and her cold eyes fell on Zhen Yuan: "More than half a month ago, Miss Zhen told me that Mr. Han would come back, but now, Mr. Han not only has not come back, but has become the tenth prince. Miss Zhen, can you explain the bargaining chip for meeting me?"
Zhen Yuan: "..."
Her expression changed several times, and finally turned calm again.
"I did say it more than half a month ago, but something happened and Mr. Han didn't want to come back."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips: "So you want to tell me that it's not that you haven't thought of a solution, but that something is wrong with Mr. Han?"
"Ms. Song may think I am making excuses, but this is indeed the case."
Song Shuwan snorted coldly: "Okay, I believe what you said is true, but what do you think should be done with this letter?"
Zhen Yuan raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, took the letter and tore it up: "There's nothing to deal with, just pretend you didn't see him. After all, Miss Song won't go see him now, right?"
Song Shuwan was speechless, but she was very surprised in her heart. Zhen Yuan knew her thoughts very accurately.
If it weren't for...that's all, don't think about it anymore.
Song Shuwan gathered the torn letters together, her eyes darkened slightly. She knew it was not the right time to meet the tenth prince, but the inexplicable thoughts in her mind made her have the urge to look for the tenth prince immediately.
After a long time, Song Shuwan raised her head: "I want to meet the tenth prince."
Zhen Yuan was surprised: "Now? Now is not a good time. Are you sure you want to meet him at this time?"
"I have a weird feeling."
Song Shuwan did not answer directly. She squeezed the clothes around her heart with one hand and raised her eyes slightly: "Miss Zhen, I think there are some things that I can find a solution to after meeting with the tenth prince."
Zhen Yuan was about to speak but stopped, and after a long time he sighed: "If you really think so, then I have nothing to say. I just hope you don't regret it."
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips. She never regretted the decision she made.
"Dark set."
An San responded: "What are your orders, Miss?"
Song Shuwan pointed to the letter: "I have decided to meet the tenth prince of Beidi. Find someone to pass the message for me and arrange for the tenth prince to meet in the city."
An San did not leave immediately, but asked: "What's the reason on the surface?"
On the surface?
Song Shuwan's expression changed, and she said in a daze: "Just use the reason for negotiating peace."
"Understood."
An San saluted. He didn't like this reason very much, but thinking of the current situation, he quickly suppressed his surging thoughts.
In the afternoon of the same day, the Tenth Prince's people sent a message saying that they could meet in the city, but the time and place of the meeting had to be decided by him.
"Has the Tenth Prince told you the detailed time and address?"
The person who came to deliver the message shook his head: "No, the tenth prince only asked the younger one to come here to deliver the message. If Miss Song agrees, he will send someone here again."
She had clearly made it clear when she asked An Third to deliver the message, so why was the Tenth Prince still so cautious? Is this caution or simply disgusting her?
Questions popped up in Song Shuwan's mind, but she calmed down after a few seconds: "Tell the tenth prince that I agree. He will decide the time and place, but in exchange, I need him to bring the people I want to see."
"I will definitely bring Miss Song's words to me."
The messenger left, and Song Shuwan sat alone for a long time before calling An San.
"Any other instructions, Miss?"
"Can you sneak into the Beidi camp?"
With just one sentence, the hall fell into silence.
An San frowned slightly: "Sneaking in is no problem, but I wonder if the lady has any other instructions?"
Song Shuwan chuckled: "After all the effort to infiltrate, how could there be no other arrangements? An San, go and explore the Beidi camp for me. I want to know whether Prince Pei, Langzhong Han, and Langzhong Luo Yuluo are... Still in the Beidi camp."
An San saluted: "I understand, I will take people to investigate now."
The next day, as soon as Song Shuwan got up, she heard the guard coming to report that King Ning was visiting.
"Bring him in."
Prince Ning entered the hall, scanned Song Shuwan with his scrutinizing eyes, and said, "I am a little strange."
"I wonder what Prince Ning is wondering about?"
"Have you and Pei Huan really broken up?"
Song Shuwan watched Prince Ning walk up to her. The tall figure enveloped her, and an invisible sense of oppression came down, making her frown unconsciously.
"Whether it's broken or not is a matter between me and the crown prince, and it has nothing to do with Prince Ning, right?"
Prince Ning curled his lips slightly: "At the moment, it really doesn't matter, but... I feel that it would be very uncomfortable if I couldn't figure out the situation, so I can only ask Miss Song to help me clear up my confusion."
Song Shuwan glanced at Prince Ning's hand, and when his hand was about to touch her cheek, she took a decisive step back.
"Prince Ning, there are differences between men and women, please pay attention to your behavior."
Prince Ning's hand was hanging in the air, and he didn't care. He rubbed it casually and put it behind his back.
If you open your mouth again, it's already another topic.
"Miss Song, I am here today to help you."
Song Shuwan looked at him sideways: "Help me? I really don't know where Prince Ning can help me?"
"I can save Pei Huan back."
Just eight words made Song Shuwan stunned. She looked at Prince Ning suspiciously: "Can you really save him?"
