Princess Chang'an

Medicine, throw away for fear of being found out, don't throw it away and put it on the shelf.

Song Wan vacated a dressing box, put the Yixiang Wan in it, and carefully added a lock, and carried the key with him.

Although Wei Si promised that she would not spread the word, but he couldn't help it, and under Song Wan's coercion, he only told Wei Er and Sun Da.The two looked at each other and understood each other. This secret must not be spread.

Another four or five days in a blink of an eye? In the past, the dams were almost reinforced, but the number of ditches for drainage in the city was far from enough, so we still couldn't slack off.

The officers and soldiers got used to being slippery and lazy, so why not stare at them for a while? After Awan found out that there was no one in sight, why not? Asking Shen Jing to stare at them personally was somewhat effective.

Today, after Shen Jing reported the situation, he didn't leave as usual, sitting in his seat and didn't intend to get up for a long time.

It is not suitable for Lord Qianyang and Lord Kunyin to be in the same room.

A Wan waited for a while, then issued the order to evict the guest, "Master Shen, but there is something else?"

"Chen..." Shen Jing raised his head, with a hesitant expression on his face, "I received a letter from General Shen, and I planned to go back to the northern border, but Shen Xi was killed suddenly..."

A Wan didn't seem to believe it, she looked into his eyes and asked slowly: "Master Shen, you? Say you? Go back to the North?"

He didn't joke, and his expression gradually became firm, "Yes! Back to the Northern Territory, if I take over the Northern Territory Army, Your Highness, you don't have to marry Taohua."

"What if I don't allow it?"

A Wan sat up straight, trying not to let herself show the slightest bit of embarrassment.

"Your Highness, please trust me..."

Shen Jing got up, came to A Wan, knelt down straight, his eyes were full of sincerity.

"Your Highness, there are only more than [-] guards in the royal city, and there are only more than [-] in the hands of the minister..."

Awan has a kind and honest personality, but she is not a fool. Once Shen Xi died, Shen Xing called Shen Jing back. Isn't it obvious what the caller was?

She believed that Shen Jingci's words were true and sincere, but she didn't believe that he could resist the temptation.

A feeling of powerlessness rose in her heart, and A Wan raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, with obvious exhaustion in her expression, "Stop talking, you? Go back if you want to."

He has made up his mind to go, and Awan can't stop him.

Shen Jing left, prepared his horse all night, and headed north.

If Shen Jing becomes the second Shen Xi, then the country that has lasted for hundreds of years will not be far from collapsing.

A Wanku sat all night, and on the second day, early in the morning, she put on some powder to cover her haggard brows, and went to the inn with a smile to find Song Wan.

Wei Si asked people to go in directly.

Song Wanlai hadn't gotten up on the bed yet, the door was pushed open, and it was bright for a moment, and she saw Awan's face clearly, her white, jade-like face was smudged with a touch of warm color, but there was also the smell of fireworks in the world that made people's hearts ache Feeling nostalgic, her heartbeat couldn't help but stop for a moment.

Then the whole person? Like ignited dynamite, grabbed the pillow and threw it over, grinning fiercely like a cub, "Who let you in? Get out!"

The soft pillow fell heavily in front of Awan, who lowered her eyes slightly and bent down to pick it up.

"I'm sorry, I'll wait outside? You?."

Seeing Song Wan angry and aggressive, not only was she not angry, but she found it a little funny.

She patted the pillow lightly with her hand, came to Song Wan's bed, put it down, then turned around and went out, and when she left, Awan closed the door considerately, "It's getting late, Song Wan, you? Don't sleep."

"You want to take care of it?"

Song Wan snorted as a fool, but he calmed down. He got up, dressed and washed, and felt that he would lose face by going out too soon, so he forced himself to sit in the room for some time.

Wait? She felt that it was almost time, so she straightened her clothes and pretended to be cold and said, "Come in, what do you want me to do?"

It was quiet outside the door, nothing happened.

"Come in, do you want me to go out and invite you? No way?" Song Wan shouted again, full of impatience.

After a while, the door was slowly pushed open a gap, Wei Si poked his head, pinched his thigh with one hand, and tried to be serious: "My lord, Miss Awan has left."

"..."

He let people in without authorization before, and now he is teasing himself. If he doesn't give him some color, he can't justify it.

Song Wan took a deep breath, pulled out a piercing smile, and waved to Wei Si, "Little Si, come here."

"My lord, I still have important matters to attend to, so let's go first."

Wei Si put oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away.

Song Wan didn't stop him, but asked Sun Da to tell Sun Da that if Wei Si came back, he would follow Biaotou Chen to help repair the house.

The dilapidated houses of the poor have been soaked by the rain for a long time. What's more, most of the houses collapsed and can no longer be used for living.

A few days ago, I met an old man who was sheltering from the rain in a shed. The house at home was soaked by the rain and collapsed.

It was still raining outside, and the sky was foggy and depressing.

Chen Biaotou and Wei Ermao went out and took away most of the guards and bodyguards, making the inn slightly empty.

Song Wan strolled around the yard for a while, but one of his feet was disobedient and stepped over the threshold...but he couldn't stop.

She decided to go and see Wei Er.

Walking through the streets paved with bluestone slabs, passing by the white walls and black tiles, the smoke willows hang down, and pedestrians hurry in twos and threes holding umbrellas.

Travel through the bustling areas of the past to the fringes that seem to be forgotten.The feet were extremely muddy, the water splashed everywhere, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, and finally came to the river.

Wei Er was digging ditches like everyone else, so busy that he didn't raise his head, and his ears were attracted by A Wan, so he never noticed Song Wan's arrival.

In Song Wan's eyes, even though she was working hard and did not forget to flirt with her sister, her originally smiling face suddenly sank.

This man is affectionate? The concubine's intentional appearance, I have to say, is a bit dazzling, and it makes her feel like being cheated, and she feels very upset.

Song Wan remembered that A Wan came here this morning and left in a hurry, presumably her original intention was to find Wei Er, since Wei Er was not around, she naturally wouldn't stay longer.

There was a smile on her lips, a hint of sarcasm mixed with indifference, and her emotions hovered on the verge of anger, which could be ignited with just one trigger.

Song Wan tried her best to restrain her temper, turned and left.

But A Wan saw her and was overjoyed, "Song Wan, why are you here?"

Even if the face is covered with rain, you will still be able to see that the smile is like a flower, and the eyes are also full of light.

This is the first time Song Wan found out that she would also be happy to see herself.

She stayed where she was? She didn't move, her gaze moved from Awan's face to her wet hair, and after a short pause, she landed on her again.

The wet clothes stuck to her body, making her look thinner and more embarrassed than when Xiang Nancheng first met?

Song Wan's scrutiny made Ah Wan feel a little uncomfortable. She raised her hand to brush the broken hair on her face, then wiped the rainwater off her face with the same hand, and walked towards Song Wan with a smile again.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny? It's so ugly."

At this moment, Song Wan felt that the smile on A Wan's face looked very dazzling, which made her feel a little stuffy, and seemed to have some indescribable dull pain.

A Wan's smile faltered, and the grievance in her heart came up unconsciously.

She stopped, but Song Wan came to her with great interest, and said with a sneer, "I heard that a few days ago, in order to let you take medicine, you? That little maid ran all over the pastries in the town. Shop, try to coax you in different ways?"

A Wan's face turned red suddenly, she raised her head and was about to explain, but saw behind Song Wan, a strong man with his trouser legs rolled up, with a sinister look, pushing a small cart and bumping towards him.

"My lord, get out of here!"

Wei Er also saw it? Unfortunately, it was too late.

Everything was in the blink of an eye, and without the slightest hesitation, A Wan suddenly pushed Song Wan away with all her strength, and she fell heavily into the mud, feeling the pain in her heart...

Song Wan didn't have time to react when he heard Wei Er's reminder? He was pushed by A Wan and fell into the river.

When the man saw that A Wan was knocked down, he was stunned for a moment, pulled out his long sword from the hidden compartment at the bottom of the car, and jumped straight into the turbid and swift river.

As soon as he stabilized his figure, he stabbed fiercely towards the place where Song Wan fell into the water.

There was a muffled hum, and even bigger ripples appeared on the already unsettled water surface.

There was a look of joy on the man's face, he raised his sword again, and stabbed down with all his strength, after a dozen times in a row, there was no movement.

He couldn't help messing up his hands and feet, probing into the water indiscriminately. Enduring the severe pain in his back, Song Wan quietly swam elsewhere.When she was a child, Song Dan ordered the inner guards to throw Song Wan into the lotus pond in the palace, which almost killed her. After being rescued, she learned how to swim.

And at this moment, it came in handy.

Wei Er rushed over with a shovel and fought with the gangsters. Due to the obstruction of the water flow, he couldn't save Song Wan, so he had to rely on the people around him who went down the river to help.

There are many people among them who can draw water. As soon as Song Wan showed his face, he immediately went to help.

A Wan gritted her teeth and got up, saw Song Wan in the distance, and wanted to go over to help, but fell down again within two steps.

Her legs were trembling, she couldn't use any strength, and she fell down many times before she came to Song Wan's side.

As soon as Song Wan came ashore, she pushed away those who were supporting her. Her face was so cold that those people did not dare to persist, and they consciously gave way.

Awan, who was about to squeeze into the crowd, couldn't stop, and fell straight forward.

There was panic in Song Wan's eyes, and he quickly supported her. Before he could speak, A Wan also hurriedly withdrew from her arms, "Song Wan, Song Wan, you? How are you? Is there anything wrong?"

With a crying voice that was weak like a puff of smoke that was about to dissipate, Song Wan's heart trembled unconsciously, and he raised his hand to hold down her hand that was groping around her body, "I'm fine."

"It's okay... It's okay if it's okay," Awan wanted to laugh, but when she remembered seeing the blood-stained blade, she lost control of her emotions and cried out while hugging Song Wan, "Why? It's okay, I don't care Saw……"

"It's all right."

Song Wan calmed down and patted her on the back lightly.

In the river, did that person see? Song Wan was safe and sound, and was cornered by everyone, so he wiped his neck cruelly.

His actions caused everyone to exclaim and successfully attracted Song Wan's attention. She pushed Awan away, ready to go over to have a look.

Unexpectedly, without her support, Ah Wan fell into the mud puddle again, Song Wan was so frightened that her heart jumped out, and she hurriedly pulled her up.

A Wan was panting heavily, her legs were trembling badly, and she couldn't stand no matter what.

Song Wan was heartbroken, and picked her up by the waist. It was much lighter than expected, but when the wound was involved, her painful face instantly wrinkled into a bitter melon.

"Song Wan, let me down quickly..."

A Wan looked at her forehead dripping with cold sweat, not daring to move, pleading in her crying voice.

Song Wan didn't look at her, his eyes searched for a guard with a familiar face, and he said angrily, "You? Are you a dead person? Hurry up and call for a doctor."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Wei Er ordered to retrieve the man's body, he groped and climbed ashore without any time to breathe, and trotted to Song Wan, "My lord, come down and carry Miss Awan."

"My king is fine, find out the identity of the assassin as soon as possible."

Song Wan's expression was firm, Wei Er had no choice but to accept the order.

Except for a few guards who followed, the others were also busy with their own activities, but they were no longer as focused on digging ditches as they were at the beginning.

Song Wan went far away, and there were still people looking at her with their heads stretched out.

Her pace was much slower than before, but she was very steady, without feeling the slightest jolt.

There were people around them holding umbrellas for them, and A Wan was too ashamed to look up at Song Wan, but she still couldn't help worrying, and she asked, "Song Wan, are you really all right?"

"It's okay." Song Wan replied briefly.

The wound was painful and oozing blood all the time, she was able to hold A Wan now, all because of Qianyang Jun's physique, and she didn't have any extra strength.

I just want to get out of this mud as soon as possible, and when I get to the street paved with bluestone slabs, I can get into the carriage and rest.

"It's okay? Okay," A Wan reassured, and explained: "At that time, I misread it. I don't know why. I saw that the man's sword was a little red when it was pulled out of the water. I thought? You ?injured."

"It was indeed a mistake."

Now that the situation is unclear, Song Wan doesn't intend to expose her injury.

A Wan hummed softly, closed her eyes and let the pain invade, she felt that her legs seemed to be broken, and the pain was burning.

The carriage was waiting at the intersection. Song Wan carried A Wan into the carriage, and his whole body relaxed. He leaned sideways against the wall of the carriage with a tired look on his face.

After resting for a while, she looked down at A Wan who had her eyes tightly closed in her arms, raised her sleeves and gently wiped the dirt on her face, A Wan's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't say anything. There was no dodging.

Song Wan fell into the water, and the clothes on his body could wring out a large basin of washing water. Although he wiped it with his sleeve, it also wiped Awan's face clean.

Her hand landed on A Wan's ankle again, and just about to lift the corner of her skirt, she remembered that A Wan was a shy Kun Yin Lord, so she froze in mid-air.

Song Wan was used to doing whatever she wanted. In the past, she would never have cared so much, and would have done whatever came to her mind.

"Miss Awan, can I show you your legs?"

A Wan's heart jumped up, she quickly refused, and opened her eyes to get out of Song Wan's arms.

"do not move."

Song Wan raised her hand to wrap her in his arms, and locked her tightly, "Just don't let me see? Forget it, why run away, can this king eat you? No way?"

A Wan calmed down, pursed her lips and remained silent, her eyes were about to overflow with shyness.

She didn't dare to look at Song Wan again. When Song Wan saw it, she was shy, so she teased her with great interest, "I heard Wei Er say, you? I like this king..."

Before she finished speaking, A Wan's expression became agitated, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a place to sneak in, "Nonsense, I don't like you?"

"Huh? Is that so? Then you? What do you mean by giving me that medicine?"

Song Wan didn't seem to believe her, and looked at her suspiciously.

Awan didn't know what to say for a while, she hesitated for a while, "Second brother Wei is really a guy, why does he say everything, and he still talks about you? He treats me very well, he must... must be in love with me ..."

Without waiting to see Song Wan's reaction, she first raised her sleeves to cover her face, and hurriedly added: "Take what he said? It's not true, I'm already engaged..."

Song Wan leaned back slightly, and distanced herself from A Wan, but her mouth was not straight, "Why? It's true? It's not true? So what if the marriage contract is here? This king just snatched it? Yes. You? Repeatedly Stop me from fighting wine in the brothel, and a few days ago, I sent the medicine to me, clearly wanting me to protect you like a jade, right?"

"Which family? She guards herself like a jade." A Wan seemed to be forced to the corner, unable to retreat, so angry that she raised her hand and beat her twice, "I didn't say, you? Don't guess."

Song Wan pressed her hand with a smirk, and Gu Zi said again: "Today? You? You sacrificed your life to save this king. Do you still dare to say that you don't have this king in your heart?"

This made A Wan confident, she broke free from Song Wan, and said without any hesitation: "What happened today, if someone else was in danger, I would also go to rescue them."

Song Wan believed that she could do it, feeling helpless and amused, "Take care of yourself first? My king doesn't need you? Come and save me." At this point, she couldn't help but look at Awan's leg, "Does it still hurt? You? If you're lame, you? Then your fiancé might be? Going to regret the marriage."

There was a moment of confusion in A Wan's eyes, watching her expression change several times, but in the end she didn't say anything, covered her face and began to cry.

The slender Mr. Kunyin suddenly burst into tears, and Song Wan had a headache, wishing he could slap himself to death when he was owed a moment ago.

"Don't cry, I lied to you, just rest for a few more days..."

She raised her hand to wipe A Wan's tears, but A Wan dodged it. She didn't know where to put her hand for a moment.

"You? Just? Like you so much? The fiancé? Don't worry, this king is... you? Make the decision, let him marry you? If he dares not marry, this king will kill him."

A Wan twitched and raised her head, glaring at her ferociously, without saying a word.

Being stared at by her, Song Wan felt inexplicably frightened, and raised his hand hesitantly, "It's fine if you don't kill him... This king has someone tie him up and send him to your bridal chamber..."

The person who was crying suddenly forced out a smile, extremely bitter, "I won't marry her..."?