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In the following days, Song Qingwan took care of Pang Shi in the mansion. During this time, the eldest princess and the queen mother sent people to deliver supplements, and Song Qingwan went to them one by one to express her gratitude in person.

The Queen Mother is now able to get out of bed, and Song Qingwan has not forgotten to go for a follow-up visit.

"Your Highness, your legs are in great shape. I will prescribe you some medicine, and you will be able to walk after you use it."

"You are really my lucky star. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago."

"You are so lucky, Queen Mother, you will live a long life."

These words made the Queen Mother burst into laughter, and the servants in the room also laughed along.

"Why are you so happy, Grandmother? Can you tell me?"

Following a clear male voice, Prince Yu walked in.

"Greetings to the prince."

Song Qingwan followed everyone else in bowing. Zhao Yujun didn't expect that Song Qingwan was also there. He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Miss Song is here to visit the Imperial Grandmother as well?"

"I am here to see the Queen Mother for a follow-up consultation."

Prince Yu nodded. So that's what it is.

"Jun'er, you don't have to come here all day. I'm completely fine now. You're busy with official duties, so don't worry about me, an old woman."

"Grandmother is ill, and it is only natural for her grandson to come visit her."

"You're getting married soon, how can you spare the time?"

Song Qingwan was a little surprised. Prince Yu was going to marry so soon? I had never heard of him granting marriage.

"Everything is taken care of by the Queen Mother."

"That's right. Once you get married, you'll have a family and a career, and then the Empress Dowager will be relieved."

Prince Yu stayed in the Empress Dowager's Fengxiang Palace for a long time before leaving. Song Qingwan also said goodbye to the Empress Dowager. She carefully reminded him of the precautions, left the medicine behind, and then left with peace of mind.

Song Qingwan followed Prince Yu out of Fengxiang Palace, bowed again and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped.

"Song Qingwan, are you okay on your trip to Jiangnan?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am fine."

"This prince is about to get married, and I hope you and Jin'er can get married soon too."

"I congratulate His Majesty in advance, and I wish you and your wife a long and happy marriage."

Zhao Yujun wanted to say something else, but he opened his mouth and finally remained silent.

"I will not disturb you, Your Majesty. I will take my leave."

Zhao Yujun looked at Song Qingwan's back, and for some reason he felt a little sad. He always felt that he had a different feeling towards Song Qingwan.

He and Shangshu Zhong's daughter Zhong Xuejiao grew up together as childhood sweethearts. A few days ago, the Queen asked the Emperor for an imperial decree to grant their marriage.

Zhong Xuejiao is the only legitimate daughter of the Shangshu Mansion. She is beautiful and gentle, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is known as the most talented woman in the capital.

Such a girl is naturally a perfect match for Zhao Yujun, but for some reason he could never be happy. Every time he thought about getting married, Song Qingwan's figure appeared in his mind.

When he learned that Song Qingwan had become Zhao Huaijin's fiancée, Zhao Yujun felt as if he had lost something, but he clearly didn't have much contact with Song Qingwan.

Song Qingwan's figure gradually disappeared from Zhao Yujun's sight. He shook his head to clear all the messy thoughts in his mind, and then went to the Queen's Zhengyang Palace.

"Jun'er, you're here. Come and take a look. This is the wedding dress that your mother chose for you. It was just sent over by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Do you like it?"

Zhao Yujun looked at the queen who was holding the album with excitement on her face and frowned slightly. He took the album and put it aside without leaving a trace.

"It's up to the Queen Mother to decide. Everything depends on the Queen Mother."

"Mother has always felt that you are not very serious about your wedding, Jun'er, this marriage will only benefit you and will not cause any harm."

"I understand. I thank you for your consideration."

The queen walked over and sat down next to Zhao Yujun, she sighed softly.

"Zhong Xuejiao will be a qualified Princess Yu, and in the future she will also be a qualified Crown Princess and a qualified Queen."

"But mother, I don't like her."

When the queen heard her son's words, she suddenly became excited.

"Like? What's the point of liking? Your father doesn't like the Queen Mother either, but the Queen Mother is the most worthy of being the Queen!"

"Is liking someone unimportant? Wouldn't it be painful for two people who hate each other to spend their lives together?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The Queen slammed the table and stood up, her eyes wide open, "You are Prince Yu, my son, and the hope of the entire Lan family! You are not qualified to talk about love in your marriage!"

Prince Yu also stood up and stared at his mother in confusion.

"In my mother's heart, is the Lan family more important than me? Can't I even like someone?"

"Why don't you like Zhong Xuejiao? Who do you like then?"

"Song Qingwan! I like Song Qingwan!"

"Pa!" The Queen slapped Prince Yu in the face, and the anger in her eyes almost burst out.

"You can like anyone, but you are not allowed to like Song Qingwan! Your father is completely bewitched by her, and you are also bewitched by her!"

The queen could not accept that her husband and son were obsessed with the same woman. She originally thought that the emperor would just marry Song Qingwan, and she could endure it as long as it could make Pang Lingyan suffer.

But Zhao Huaijin intervened and took Song Qingwan away. Now her son has fallen in love with that woman and even wants to break off the engagement!

What kind of magic does Song Qingwan have? At this moment, the queen wanted to strangle Song Qingwan to death.

If Zhao Yujun liked another girl, he could take her as a concubine in the future, but that was impossible for Song Qingwan. Not to mention that she was engaged to Zhao Huaijin, even Pang Lingyan would not agree.

"I know I was wrong, please calm down, mother."

Zhao Yujun silently lowered his head and admitted his mistake. He was also annoyed that he had contradicted the queen for Song Qingwan.

"It's good that you understand. Remember that you have the Lan family behind you. Song Qingwan will never become your princess. Forget about it."

The queen also calmed down. She looked at Zhao Yujun's swollen face and regretted her impulsiveness.

"Just marry Zhong Xuejiao. If you find another woman you like in the future, just marry her. I'm sure the Yi Zhong family's tutor will not object."

"Yes, mother, I will take my leave."

Zhao Yujun touched his swollen cheek and slowly walked out of the queen's bedroom.

Song Qingwan, do you know how much I feel for you?

Song Qingwan didn’t know. If she knew, she would definitely roll her eyes at him.

What's the point of such self-admiration? Is Song Qingwan a big eater?

However, Song Qingwan didn't have the energy to care about all that. She was sitting in the backyard of Shen Jingyi's Dali Temple drinking tea.

"Miss Song, I'm really sorry to bother you again this time."

"You are welcome, Lord Shen. It is my duty to cooperate with the Dali Temple."

"It's true that we have encountered a difficult problem this time. We can't get anything out of Lan Cheng'an. We have detained him in various ways, but he just wants to die."

Shen Jingyi looked at Song Qingwan with a sad face, hoping that Song Qingwan could come up with an idea.

"How did Lord Shen know that I would be able to do this?"

"I think Miss Song can even examine a rotten corpse, so she must know how to make the living speak."

Song Qingwan looked at Lord Shen in front of her as if he were a mentally retarded person. Do you think this makes sense?

I guess he is desperate and has tried every possible means.

"I can only try. Lord Shen, please lead the way."