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

Mu Nanqi raised the corners of his lips and continued, "Because when you were unconscious, no one in the mansion could feed you the medicine. You thought it was too bitter, so you would spit it out if you fed it."

Song Zhi was not surprised. She had been afraid of taking medicine since she was a child, and she had to go through a lot of mental preparation every time she took medicine.

But what Mu Nanqi said next sounded a bit magical to her.

"When I came, Xiao Tao was worried and didn't know what to do, so I took the medicine and passed it to you one mouthful at a time."

One mouthful.

One mouthful.

渡。

Song Zhi was dumbfounded. He knew every single one of these characters, but why did they look so weird when put together?

Song Zhi's face flushed red and he grabbed the quilt to cover his face.

Mu Nanqi chuckled outside, "So you can be more open-minded. If it's going to be contagious, it's too late to stay away now."

The more Song Zhi listened, the more upset he felt. He simply hid aside, hugged the quilt, and began to cry bitterly.

The crying makes people sad and cry, which is very touching.

Mu Nanqi, who was calm at the beginning, became a little overwhelmed. "Is it because I was too reckless? If you don't like it, then I..."

"It's not that I don't like it, I hate it!"

Song Zhi threw back the quilt and beat his chest, "Such a good thing happened, how could I faint and lose consciousness completely?"

Mu Nanqi: "..."

"You want perception, that's not easy."

A force pulled her over, Song Zhi felt her waist tighten, and then a touch of warmth came from her lips.

His handsome face enlarged before her eyes, and his jet-black hair fell on her neck, tickling her.

Song Zhi's heart was beating wildly, and she was distracted, but she saw him slowly slide his lips up along her nose bridge, and finally stopped on her forehead.

"You have the energy to think about these things. It seems that the fever is almost gone."

This time, Song Zhi really felt like he was gone.

She turned away in shame and anger, "I didn't retreat."

As he said this, he lay down straight and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

Mu Nanqi took away the quilt and asked, "Are you not afraid of being bored?"

Song Zhi turned over and said, "None of your business."

"Since it's none of my business, I'll leave."

Mu Nanqi patted the back of her head, his tone full of teasing.

Song Zhi ignored it.

Mu Nanqi stood up and said, "Then I'm really leaving. The drug only lasts a limited time. I have to hurry back. You should have a good rest."

The footsteps gradually faded away. Song Zhi couldn't help but turn over and sit up, "You..."

Her eyes fell on a place not far away, and she saw Mu Nanqi looking at her with a smile.

The footsteps just now were him taking a few steps backwards.

Song Zhi angrily said, "You are so insidious."

Mu Nanqi walked to the bedside and pinched her face, "It's my fault, don't be angry."

Song Zhi was dissatisfied and punched him.

Mu Nanqi held her hand and said, "I'm relieved that you're okay. Get well soon. There are still many things waiting for Miss Song to solve."

"You only care about these things about me. You are still in prison. Aren't you anxious?"

"I have found the real culprit of the poisoning. Once you have finished your work, I will present the evidence to the Emperor."

"Who is the real murderer, the wise king?"

Mu Nanqi didn't answer. He tightened his fingers around her and said, "Don't worry about me. Go do what you want to do. I will always be with you."

"Then why wait? Can't you just present it now?"

"After I come out of the Heavenly Prison, my father will no longer trust you as much as he does now. He will consider the significance of every move you make and miss the best opportunity."

Mu Nanqi smiled and said, "This time he really wants me dead. He has severed the last trace of father-son relationship between him and me. It's not bad to stay in the prison. At least he won't be on guard against me like a thief all day long."

Song Zhi felt a little sad and imitated him and said, "Aqi, I will always be with you."

Mu Nanqi nodded, "Okay."

The two of them smiled at each other, which made people feel at ease.

The illness came and went quickly. The next day after taking the medicine, Song Zhi became full of energy again.

Xiao Tao's eyes were swollen like peaches. "Miss, thank goodness you're okay, otherwise I would have wanted to die to apologize."

Song Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's just a small matter, we won't do that."

He rolled his eyes and said, "It's a nice day today, we should go out and get busy."

After washing and dressing up, Song Zhi went out with Xiao Tao feeling refreshed.

When she reached the door, she ran into Song Yang and Song Chenfeng who were coming to visit her.

Seeing that she was fine, Song Chenfeng winked at Xiao Tao and said, "See, I told you she was as strong as a bull."

Song Zhi rubbed his hands together, "Brother, why don't you explain to me what it means to be as strong as a bull."

Song Chenfeng was frightened by her ferocious look and hid behind Song Yang. "No, no, brother, I mean my sister is very delicate and weak."

Song Yang slapped him, "Asshole, is this how you use the breathless state?"

Seeing Song Chenfeng being taught a lesson, Song Zhi felt relieved, "Well done."

Then he waved his hand and said, "Dad, you guys are busy. I have something to go out for. See you later."

"Will you come back for lunch? Dad will ask the kitchen to make a few more of your favorite dishes."

"talk later."

Song Zhi walked quickly with Xiao Tao.

Xiao Tao nodded silently. Sure enough, this was the normal state of a young lady.

The two of them went out and walked all the way to the outskirts of the city. It was not as prosperous as the capital, and there were not many houses.

Sitting in the corners of the walls by the roadside were ragged beggars.

Seeing the two weak women in clean and elegant clothes, these people looked at them as if they were fat sheep that had strayed into a pack of wolves.

Xiao Tao tugged at Song Zhi's sleeve nervously, "Miss, why don't we bring a few more guards with us? I feel a little scared."

Song Zhi patted her shoulder soothingly, "Don't be afraid, just look at me."

She took out a dagger from her bosom and swung it neatly at a big tree ten meters away. The dagger instantly broke through the air and pierced into the tree trunk.

A piece of willow branch was cut off accurately. Song Zhi walked over calmly, took out the dagger, and glanced at the beggars who were watching him eagerly.

After seeing her skills, the malicious looks disappeared immediately.

They all lowered their heads and dared not look at Song Zhi, for fear of getting into trouble.

Song Zhi took the initiative to walk up to them.

"Who has the final say here?"

The beggars pointed tremblingly at an old man in front.

Song Zhi walked towards the old man, and someone behind him said, "Sir, we have no grudges in the past or in the present. We are just begging in the city according to the begging hours set by the court to make a living. If we have offended you in any way, please forgive us."

Song Zhi smiled sweetly, "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to cause trouble, I'm here to give you some money."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's curious eyes gathered around him again.

Song Zhi walked up to the old man and flipped his palm, and a silver ingot was placed neatly in his palm.

"Let's talk."