Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, the reeds are like vast snow, the reeds know best how strong the wind is, the reeds know best how fierce the rain is."

The gentle singing voice came from the depths of her memory. It was her favorite nursery rhyme when she coaxed Song Yale to sleep.

……

"Master, Madam Sun is dead."

In the warm room, Song Zhi and Xie Yinyin were wiping Song Yang's hands and feet, and the respectful voice of the secret guard came from outside the window.

The two of them paused when they heard this. Xie Yinyin looked at Song Zhi with complicated eyes, "Did I do something too harsh during the day?"

Song Zhi shook his head. "It's none of your business. She's reaping the consequences of her own actions."

Just as both generations of the Sun family were indifferent to her, Song Zhi did not feel much emotion when she heard the news.

"Do you need someone to take care of the aftermath?"

Song Zhi didn't stop wiping the handkerchief, "No need. I have already severed ties with her. It's not my turn to collect her body and bury her."

Hearing this, the secret guard disappeared into the night without saying anything else.

Before coming here, Sun wrote a letter to Song Chenfeng, asking him not to return to Beijing but to come here directly. According to the date, it should be here soon.

Xie Yinyin sighed, "I thought you were just saying you were breaking off relations, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Song Zhi put the handkerchief in the basin and rinsed it. "Aunt Xie, do you think I'm heartless?"

Xie Yinyin said, "I was just wondering how much she had done to hurt you that made you break up with her so decisively."

Song Zhi smiled and said, "It's all over."

That night, she slept soundly beside Song Yang.

Unpleasant things and unpleasant people could no longer stop her in the slightest.

Sun was rolled up in a tattered mat by the people from the yamen and sent to the charity cemetery. The people in the charity cemetery wanted to refuse to accept her but had no choice but to accept her.

Song Zhi didn't have time to pay attention to these little things of the Sun family. It was already the fifth day, and she was only worried about when Doctor Jiang would appear.

Time was like a knife hanging over Song Yang's head. She could no longer wait and decided to go to the place where she found Doctor Jiang a few years ago without Song Yang's knowledge.

Xie Yinyin asked to go with them, but Aluan stood awkwardly at the door of the inn, knocking on the door frame. She wanted to go but was too embarrassed to say it directly.

In the end, Song Zhi waved his hand and pulled Aluan into the carriage.

Ah Luan turned her face away and said insincerely, "I didn't say I was going."

If a piece of dry food had not been accidentally revealed in her arms, Song Zhizhen would have believed it.

Several people were about to leave the town in a hurry. Song Zhi also specifically instructed the secret guards to speed up as fast as possible within a safe and controllable range.

However, just as the carriage was galloping out at lightning speed and before it left the city, it suddenly stopped at the city gate.

The carriage was almost overturned, but fortunately Song Zhi was able to hold Song Yang down tightly, otherwise his body would have been thrown out.

After A Luan and Xie Yinyin had steadied themselves, Song Zhi jumped out of the driveway and asked, "What's going on?"

The secret guard was not a reckless person, he must have encountered something and stopped suddenly.

The secret guard pointed to the front of the carriage and said, "Look."

Following the direction of the secret guard's finger, Song Zhi saw a colorful figure standing less than one meter away from the carriage. If the secret guard had not reacted quickly, the carriage would have hit it.

Seeing her coming, the figure suddenly raised his head and grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. "Little Zhier, I heard you were looking for me?"

The man was short and elderly, but he looked full of energy. His white hair was tied into small braids, and he almost never took off his colorful robe with a wine gourd hanging on his body.

"You're finally here." Song Zhi's voice was excited.

The person who came was none other than the world-famous Dr. Jiang, who could bring people back to life or turn bones into flesh. If he claimed to be the second best doctor in the world, then no one would dare to claim to be the best.

"I'm an old man with such great bones. It's great that I can arrive so quickly."

The figure came bounding over, his eyes gleaming with eagerness. "Are you serious about agreeing to my three conditions?"

"of course."

"Let's go."

Doctor Jiang pulled Song Zhi and was about to leave.

Song Zhi looked confused, "Where are we going?"

Doctor Jiang put his hands on his hips and said, "Aren't you here to detoxify your father?"

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and took down the wine gourd and stuffed it into Song Zhi's hand. "I want to drink the peach blossom wine you brewed yourself. Your peach blossom wine has really made me craving it for a long time. No one else can brew it to the same taste."

Song Zhi held the wine gourd helplessly. Where could she find peach blossoms to make wine for him in such a hot summer?

Not to mention that wine cannot be drunk immediately after it is made.

"I'll make you some wine first. I'll make you peach blossom wine next spring."

Doctor Jiang pouted critically, and after a long mental preparation, he said, "Okay, but you have to promise me that you will brew it for me every year."

Song Zhi blinked playfully, "No problem, but this has to be counted among the three conditions."

Doctor Jiang was heartbroken, "Little Zhier, you have changed. Now you don't respect the elderly or the young at all."

After saying this, he snorted proudly and asked the secret guard to drive the carriage back to Nianyang Inn.

Song Zhi went back with them, and with A Luan's introduction, he gave Doctor Jiang a full gourd of wine that tasted similar to peach blossom wine.

Xie Yinyin placed Song Yang in a clean room in the backyard. Doctor Jiang sat in front of the bed and took his pulse carefully, completely changing his previous cheerful demeanor.

After the inspection, his brows furrowed.

"How is it? Can Brother Yang be saved?"

Xie Yinyin clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

Doctor Jiang raised his chin and said, "You can question my character, but you can't question my medical skills."

As he spoke, he pulled out an old cloth bag from his bosom and said, "Please step aside. The poison has penetrated deep into his body. I need to take off his clothes and give him acupuncture to remove the poison."

Xie Yinyin retreated awkwardly and closed the door.

Song Zhi came forward and felt relieved to see that Doctor Jiang was already treating Song Yang.

She pulled Xie Yinyin aside and whispered, "Don't tell me you want to get your face treated later. I won't mention it directly, otherwise this old man will definitely be unreasonable and make a lot of demands, and he may not even do anything. If you do this..."

Song Zhi explained everything to Xie Yinyin in detail, and then the two of them sat outside the door waiting for good news.

After about three or four hours, the door was finally opened from the inside.

Doctor Jiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The toxins have been eliminated. I just need to recuperate for another ten days or half a month and I will definitely be full of life again."

Song Zhixi smiled and pulled Doctor Jiang aside to praise him.

Xie Yinyin was originally very happy, but when she thought of what Song Zhi had told her, she quickly pretended to be in agony and looked at Doctor Jiang hesitantly.

After confirming that Dr. Jiang saw her, she covered her face and ran away.

Doctor Jiang was very puzzled. "What is she doing?"

Song Zhi sighed, "Aunt Xie is a miserable person. A few days ago, a vicious short-lived ghost disfigured her. Before, she was too worried about my father to think about it. Now that my father is fine, she must have suddenly collapsed when she thought about her disfigured face."

Song Zhi sighed as he spoke. Doctor Jiang looked on guard, fearing that the next sentence would ask him to treat the patient, and was just about to put forward his own principles.

Song Zhi changed the subject and pulled him out. "You must be tired after all this traveling. I asked Alua to prepare a nice guest room for you. Please rest up first, and I'll have dinner with you tonight."

Dr. Jiang, who was dragged out and then pushed upstairs, said: ???