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"I wonder why the prince came here so late at night?"

"For Song Qingwan."

"Um, may I ask how my daughter has offended His Majesty? Your Majesty, rest assured that I will severely punish this rebellious girl."

Zhao Huaijin suddenly felt distressed. How difficult must Song Qingwan’s situation be in the Song family?

"Master Song, have you ever thought that it is a good thing for me to find Miss Song?"

"Good news? What does Your Highness mean?" Song Chengfeng was a little confused.

"Miss Song cured my aunt's long-standing illness. My aunt thinks highly of Miss Song. Today, I came to the Song Mansion specially to get medicine for my aunt."

Song Chengfeng's heart began to beat fast. Although he knew that Song Qingwan was a doctor, he didn't expect that she could even cure the eldest princess's illness. He immediately changed his face and looked at Song Qingwan lovingly.

"Wan'er, go get the medicine. Come back quickly. Don't keep the prince waiting for too long."

Song Qingwan looked at Song Chengfeng's disgusting appearance and felt sorry for the Pang family. How could such a person be worthy of such an outstanding person like Pang Lingyan?

"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I will be right back."

"Hey, I'll go with you."

"Alright."

Song Qingwan knew that Zhao Huaijin was deliberately helping him out. She had just left some medicine for the princess today, so he didn't need to take any medicine at all.

Song Qingwan and Zhao Huaijin went out one after the other. Song Chengfeng was humiliated and naturally in a bad mood. He waved his hand in annoyance.

"Go back and carry this rebellious girl back to her own courtyard."

Pang Shi didn't wait for Song Chengfeng to leave. She threw the board heavily on the ground and walked out of the door quickly. She was extremely disappointed with this man, and it was torture to look at him any longer.

"You...you...are really outrageous!" Song Chengfeng did not dare to scold the violent Pang Shi.

Song Chengfeng forgot that Pang Lingyan was the daughter of the Pang family. If he hadn't been so shameless, he wouldn't even be able to touch the corner of Pang Lingyan's clothes.

Song Qingwan brought Zhao Huaijin to her door. She stopped and sincerely thanked Zhao Huaijin.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for rescuing me from this predicament. I will definitely repay you for your kindness today!"

"Won't you invite me in and sit down?" Zhao Huaijin pointed.

"Men and women should not touch each other. Your Highness, aren't you afraid that it will get out?" Song Qingwan raised her eyebrows. In ancient times, could unmarried men and women stay in the same room together?

"What are you afraid of? At worst, I'll just marry you!" Zhao Huaijin walked straight past Song Qingwan and into the house.

Zhao Huaijin had just helped Song Qingwan, so she didn't want to get angry and followed him into the house.

Zhao Huaijin was not polite and sat down at the table directly, took the teapot and poured himself a glass of water.

"Are you really here for me today?"

"Why do you think there is anything else in the Prime Minister's Mansion that is worth my attention?" Zhao Huaijin raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Song Qingwan looked at Zhao Huaijin through the candlelight. When Zhao Huaijin was serious, it was really hard to look away. Song Qingwan was a little stunned.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

"Look at me? Is there something on my face?" Zhao Huaijin touched his face with his hand.

"No, I just think you look good." Song Qingwan told the truth.

Zhao Huaijin was stunned. She didn't expect Song Qingwan to admit it so generously. He originally wanted to tease her.

Faced with Song Qingwan's frank look, Zhao Huaijin did not feel offended. On the contrary, his ears turned red.

"Ahem... I know I'm pretty good at looking at you, but I'll charge you if you look at me too much." Zhao Huaijin picked up the teacup and used drinking tea to cover up his embarrassment.

Song Qingwan burst out laughing. It seemed that she had indeed gone a little too far and made the man feel embarrassed.

Song Qingwan shook her head and walked into the inner room. She took out a few packets of Isatis root powder from the space, removed the bags, wrapped them in paper and handed them to Zhao Huaijin.

"what is this?"

"Here, this is not some kind of medicine. Just mix it with water and drink it to prevent colds."

"You want me to take medicine again?" Zhao Huaijin frowned. He didn't come here to get medicine.

"This medicine is not bitter, it's sweet. Take it so that others won't gossip about you."

Zhao Huaijin then nodded and took it. He knew that if he didn't take anything, the old fox Song Chengfeng might become suspicious.

After getting the medicine, the two started walking back, and Zhao Huaijin finally asked the question in her mind.

"Song Qingwan, is it difficult for you to live in this mansion?"

"Fortunately, I can handle it, and my mother is very nice to me." Song Qingwan answered seriously.

"Otherwise, you can marry me. My palace is quiet and no one will target you."

Song Qingwan's heart was suddenly touched. She stopped and looked at Zhao Huaijin who also had a serious expression on his face.

"I am the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Naturally, I cannot decide my marriage by myself. Isn't it the same for the prince?"

"Then wait for me, I will ask my father to marry you."

"Zhao Huaijin, why me?"

"You are worthy of me doing this, Song Qingwan. You are the only girl who wants me to protect you under my wings."

Song Qingwan was stunned. She felt the atmosphere suddenly became very ambiguous, and she turned her head away in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, you should go back. It's getting late."

"Song Qingwan, I'm serious, you must wait for me."

Zhao Huaijin walked past Song Qingwan and quickly walked towards the gate of the prime minister's residence. On the way, he met Song Chengfeng who came to see him off, and he just simply greeted him.

Song Qingwan felt a little complicated as she watched the dark figure disappear into the night. This was the first time she felt upset after traveling through time for so long.

"Wan'er..." Song Chengfeng walked up and tried to get close to her, but Song Qingwan ignored him and went straight back to her yard.

Song Chengfeng felt very frustrated. He now had no status in the eyes of Pang mother and daughter, and as the head of the family, he was helpless.

Song Chengfeng sighed silently, he turned and went to Qiu Rong and Xia Zhu's courtyard. Only with these two concubines could he regain his self-esteem.

Song Yunshuang was carried back to the room. Jiang applied medicine to her while crying. Song Yunshuang's back was already covered in wounds and there was not a single piece of intact skin.

"Cry, cry, cry. Just cry! I'm not dead yet!" Song Yunshuang felt pain and upset.

"It's my fault. I can't stop your father. He didn't even give Chang Qing face."

"Can't you think of a solution? Do I really have to marry that Meng? I won't accept it, I won't accept it!"

"What else can I do? So many people have seen it. If you don't get married, are you going to cut your hair and become a nun?"

Song Yunshuang was so angry that she punched the bed under her. It was all because of Jiang's humble background. If she had a background like Pang's, why would she need to put so much effort into it?

"Get out! Get out! You are really useless!"

Song Yunshuang directly drove Jiang out. Seeing her daughter like this, Jiang felt disappointed. No matter what she did, she would not be able to satisfy Song Yunshuang.

Forget it, just pretend that I never gave birth!

Jiang wiped her tears and walked out of the room, planning not to do these meaningless things again.