I made a fortune by marrying a sickly woman!

The group finally arrived in the capital.

Li asked, "Jin'er, do you want to go to my princess's mansion first, or the prince's mansion?"

"Prince's Mansion?" Song Jin was stunned.

Li explained, "It's Chi'er and your residence. According to the rules, Chi'er is going to be conferred the title of a prince, but he said he wants to hold off and wait for you to come back to accept the conferment ceremony together."

There is a formal ceremony for conferring the title of a prince, which is presided over by officials of the fifth rank or above. During the conferment, the prince will be given a golden book and a golden seal.

Qin Chi postponed the enthronement ceremony and then left Beijing and headed south.

Song Jin just found out about this, and his mood was complicated.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Jin still said firmly: "I will stay at Jifang Pharmacy so that I can find out where my father is. Please help me take back the gifts that my second uncle and his family gave to the children. Tell the children that I will visit them when my mother is free."

Without waiting for Li to react.

Song Jin jumped off the carriage first.

He took Mu Ting, Qin Qi and others and left the team.

Watching Song Jin's carriage go away, Li found something wrong. She looked at the nanny next to her and asked, "Jin'er said she was going to visit the child just now?"

"I didn't hear it clearly."

Mammy hung her head very low.

"Ah!"

Li smiled and said nothing.

The next moment, Boss Qin got into the car.

The maid tactfully retreated.

Qin Lao Da asked, "Why did Dalang's wife leave? Why didn't she come back with us?"

"That's a question for you, my dear son."

Li gave him a reproachful look.

Qin Laoda moved closer to Li and asked cheerfully, "What did Dalang do?"

"Who knows what he did to make his daughter-in-law so angry. He will regret it when he comes back." Li recalled the problem that she had overlooked during this meeting with Song Jin.

Song Jin was too respectful and polite.

Li had previously thought that she had not yet adapted to the change in her status and that it would be fine after a while. But now it seemed that was not the case. Being polite sometimes meant alienation.

Boss Qin didn't care much. "My son has grown up now. We should not interfere in his affairs with his daughter-in-law. We have three little kids at home, and they are the ones we need to take care of."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Li nudged Boss Qin with her elbow.

Boss Qin happily walked up to his wife and hugged her.

Mu Ting, who was in the distance, glanced back, got up from the shaft of the carriage, lifted the curtain, and got into the carriage.

Mu Ting asked in confusion: "Master, why don't you go back with the princess?"

"With what identity will you go back?" Song Jin asked back.

Mu Ting was immediately stumped by the question.

Seeing this, Song Jin had no choice but to explain: "If I appear in front of people as Qin Qi'an's wife today, I will become the biggest joke in the capital when the divorce is made public. In serious cases, I might even be charged with deceiving the emperor. I don't want to gamble with human nature."

What crime is charged is just a word from the superior.

Song Jin's current status is not compatible with Qin Chi. If they really want to be together, all the glory will be tied to Qin Chi, and even his every word and action will be watched by others.

Every little thing gets magnified.

All Song Jin can do is to abide by his duty.

Came to Jifang Pharmacy in West City.

The carriage stopped at the back door.

Song Jitao had been waiting here. When he saw Song Jin getting off the car, he immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "Jitao greets the young clan leader."

"You're welcome. Come in and talk if you have anything to say."

Song Jin spoke politely.

The shop of Jifang Medicine Store is not big, just a small medicine store. However, the courtyard behind it is not small, and together with the house next door, they all belong to Jifang.

Song Jin stayed in the yard next door.

Mu Ting took people to clean up.

Song Jin and Song Jitao went to the tea room.

It is called a tea room, but it is actually a study room.

The house is elegantly decorated and filled with the scent of books. There are paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls, and the bookshelf on the side is filled with scriptures and classics.

Wait for the servants to bring tea.

"How's the check going?"

Song Jin put down the tea bowl and asked.

In Huizhou, he wrote a letter to Song Jitao, asking his family to investigate the whereabouts of Song Kuan.

Song Jitao replied: "According to the clues provided by the young patriarch, we checked and confirmed that it was true. But unfortunately, we have not found the patriarch in these days."

"During the time when my father was missing, Helian Kai and Yan Jiangnan stayed at the Zhang family manor. Did they check?"

"It is currently blocked by the imperial court."

Song Jitao hesitated for a moment, but still said, "We can't get close to that manor. If we sneak in and get caught, we might be treated as rebels. The young clan leader said that Lord Qin also sent people to look for the clan leader, so the manor should have been searched."

"you're right."

Song Jin rejected the idea that had just come to his mind.

No matter how hard her people investigate, it will never be as thorough as Qin Chi's investigation.

Do your best to obey fate.

Seeking comfort rather than reality.

Song Jin absentmindedly asked Song Jitao to leave.

Qin Qi felt heavy-hearted as he watched this.

For the living, perhaps the disappearance of a loved one is better than death, because disappearance can give people hope and make them look forward to reunion someday in the future.

After settling down, Song Jin washed and changed his clothes.

Just as they were about to take a break, Qin Qi came to report, "Master, the two young masters are here."

Song Jin was stunned at first.

It seemed like he didn't understand what Qin Qi was saying.

The half-open door was pushed open from the outside.

Niu Niu was about to step into the house when she was stopped by a boy.

"Sister, please knock on the door first. Don't be impolite." The boy said with a serious face.

Niuniu pouted her lips and said, "I'm here to find my mother, hum."

My brother is so annoying, he always controls her.

When Song Jin heard the sound, he put on an outer coat and hurried out from the inner room, just in time to see the brother and sister arguing at the door. The sister pushed the door open and wanted to go in, but the brother didn't allow her and said he had to knock first.

"Mother!"

Niu Niu pushed her brother away.

She ran towards Song Jin with her short legs and threw herself into her arms, calling out tenderly, "Mom, Niuniu misses you so much."

"Mom misses Niuniu too."

Song Jin picked up Niu Niu and kissed her on the cheek.

I saw the door from the corner of my eye.

The young boy, about seven or eight years old, was wearing a light blue silk robe with a golden flying dragon embroidered on the hem. His hair was combed meticulously and tied behind his head with a few bangs hanging down gently. His face still had some baby fat, but one could already see his future handsome outline.

When he walked, his little hands were behind his back.

His behavior was calm, steady and well-educated. When he looked at Song Jin, his eyes were filled with joy, yet he pretended to be reserved.

He walked forward and bowed steadily to Song Jin.

"Linzhang pays respect to mother."

When the young boy was bowing, he saw his mother holding him in her arms, and his eyes flashed with envy. When he lowered his head again, suddenly, his feet were in the air.

He was picked up all of a sudden.

Song Jin looked at his stunned son in his arms.

The pretended reserve on her face had long disappeared!

Boys and girls sit at different tables according to their age. Her son is eight years old. Song Jin feels guilty towards her son. She did not take good care of him. She even did not have much time to spend with him over the years. All she could do was to prepare clothes for him for four seasons every year.

"Huzi, mother misses you!"

Song Jin kissed his son on the cheek.

The boy's cheeks instantly turned red, he felt shy and flustered, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, "Mother, my son has grown up, no, I can't do this, no, it's not in accordance with the rules."

"My dear son, let me teach you a lesson."

Song Jin put his son down and rubbed his head. "Rules are set by those in power and are for others to see. You need to understand the rules and be good at using them, rather than letting them constrain and limit you. In this regard, learn from your father. Your father does a great job."

"My son listens to his mother's teachings."

The young boy answered seriously.

That look shows that he has taken what I said to heart.