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After the betrothal gift, it was Song Yunshuang's wedding date. During this month, Song Yunshuang became more gloomy and her personality became more erratic. She often talked to herself, which scared Xier so much that she only dared to serve her outside.

Tomorrow is Song Yunshuang's wedding day, and Pang has prepared a dowry for her that is equivalent to the betrothal gift from the Meng family. This is a sign of honor for the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Early in the morning, Song Qingwan accompanied Pang Shi to check whether the dowry was enough. Song Qingwan curled her lips when she looked at the long dowry list.

"The dowry that mother prepared for Song Yunshuang is enough for her to squander for half her life."

"Haha, Wan'er, don't be angry. These are all the property of the Xiangfu that your mother gave her according to the proportion. As for the jewelry and clothes, these are normal amounts. When you get married, your mother will prepare much more for you."

"Mother, if I don't get married, can't we live together as mother and daughter?" Song Qingwan leaned her head on Pang's shoulder and acted coquettishly.

She had been in the prime minister's residence for more than a year, and had been living with Pang Shi day and night. On the one hand, Pang Shi and the original owner of this body had a blood relationship that was thicker than water, and on the other hand, Pang Shi really loved her, and she had long regarded Pang Shi as her own mother.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What girl doesn't want to get married? It's not like you can't get married. But if Wan'er has a lover, mother can mention it to the queen."

Song Qingwan suddenly remembered what Zhao Huaijin said. He said he would ask his father for an imperial decree to grant the marriage.

"Is it true that only the Queen can decide my daughter's marriage?"

"Not really, it's just that your status means you'll most likely marry into the royal family. The Queen intends to marry you to His Royal Highness Prince Yu, but the imperial edict has yet to come down."

Now Prince Yu and Prince Huai are both unmarried, but Prince Yu is older, so according to convention, he should be granted marriage first.

Prince Yu is the Queen's legitimate son, and Song Qingwan has the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Pang Family behind him, which will become Prince Yu's support in seizing the throne in the future.

Although the Pang family seemed to be in decline, Grand Tutor Pang was still alive, and the prestige of the Pang family army remained, so no one dared to look down on the Pang family.

"Madam, Madam, something's wrong with the young master!"

While the mother and daughter were talking, Baocui ran in with a panicked look on her face.

"What's going on? What happened to Changqing?" Pang Shi stood up.

"Madam, the servants in Jiang's room just reported that the eldest master is unconscious and Madam Jiang fainted from crying."

"Wan'er, let's go take a look."

Pang immediately got up and hurried to Jiang's yard with Song Qingwan. The entire outer courtyard was empty, and all the servants were kneeling outside Jiang's bedroom door.

Song Qingwan followed Pang into Jiang's room and found that Song Chengfeng had already arrived and was sitting there with a gloomy face. Jiang had cried so much that she had no strength left and leaned on Song Chengfeng with a desperate look on her face.

"What happened? How is Changqing?"

"Madam, please go in and see. The doctor is still trying to save the patient." Song Chengfeng waved his hands weakly.

Pang's mother and daughter went into the inner room and found that the doctor was pinching Changqing's philtrum so hard that he bled but did not wake up. The child's face was pale and his lips were black and blue.

"Stop it, stop pinching!" Song Qingwan went up and pushed the doctor away. How could such a young child withstand such strong force?

"Miss, the eldest young master is beyond saving. I...I can't do anything about it. It's the master..." The doctor was also very miserable. He had already said that there was no hope, but Jiang and Song Chengfeng insisted that he save him.

"Go out now. Leave this to me, mother. Go out and guard it. Don't let anyone in."

"Wan'er, Changqing..."

"My daughter can only try once, and I am not sure."

Pang Shi looked at Chang Qing with some concern, and pulled the doctor out to wait for news.

Song Qingwan flipped over Song Changqing's eyelids and found that his pupils had not yet dilated, so she quickly took the child to the laboratory.

After a series of examinations, it was found that there was a foreign object stuck in Song Changqing's throat, which looked like a peanut. Song Qingwan quickly picked up the child and used the Amlik maneuver for first aid.

She picked up the child with one hand, held him with his head facing up, and then patted his back hard, once, twice...

"Wow..." Chang Qing finally burst into tears.

Song Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief. She picked up the foreign object that fell on the ground and found that it was actually peanuts. But how did Song Changqing come into contact with this thing? Who would give peanuts to a baby?

Song Qingwan took the child out of the laboratory. Due to lack of oxygen, Song Changqing kept crying. Jiang and Song Chengfeng heard the child crying and pushed the door open.

"Changqing! My son!" Jiang almost pounced on Song Qingwan and took the child away.

"I'm finally alive, thank God and ancestors for blessing me!" Song Chengfeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really ironic, the man was saved by Song Qingwan, but the credit goes to God!

Song Qingwan didn't want to argue and was about to leave, but was stopped by Song Chengfeng.

"Doctor Wu tried to treat her for a long time but she still couldn't make her better. Why did she get better as soon as you came to Changqing?"

"So father is right to think that it was my fault?" Song Qingwan turned her head, speechless.

"After all, Changqing is my eldest son..."

"So, what is there for my mother and I to worry about, father? Is there any benefit to me in harming Changqing? Or does father think that I am interested in the property in this mansion?"

"Is not it?"

"I feel so sorry for my mother. Why did she marry you?"

"What do you mean?" Anger appeared on Song Chengfeng's face again. He was most afraid that others would say that he was not worthy of his wife.

At this time, Pang Shi heard the noise and came over. She walked in front of Song Chengfeng and spoke word by word.

"I'll say it again, my daughter Pang Lingyan doesn't need anything from your Song family.

Also, Song Chengfeng, let's get a divorce after Wan'er gets married!" Pang Shi didn't want to live even one day longer than this.

"Divorce? What nonsense are you talking about? We have been married for eighteen years..."

"Yes, we have been married for eighteen years. I, a daughter of a general, have been forced to live in the backyard for you, bear children for you, and manage the household for you. Yet, my daughter doesn't even have your trust."

"I...that's not what I meant." Song Chengfeng was speechless for a moment.

"Now that you are in a high position, you no longer need Pangjia's help. It won't be a loss for you if we divorce."

"I won't agree. As long as you live, you will be the mistress of this prime minister's mansion!" Song Chengfeng was very determined.

Pang looked at Jiang on the other side with a mocking look on her face: "Jiang Jingshu, this is the cousin you have been thinking about for more than ten years. You have devoted your whole life to him, but he doesn't even want you to be his wife, haha."

Jiang shook her head and smiled bitterly. She had woken up from her dream a long time ago. She naturally understood how cold and indifferent the person next to her was.

"I understand what Madam said, but I have no choice."

Ever since Song Chengfeng started to take in one concubine after another, she realized that she would never be the principal wife, and that vying for favor was just a sign of unwillingness.

Pang Shi stopped talking and took Song Qingwan away. Divorce was not something that could be achieved just because Song Chengfeng disagreed.