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

"That's good."

Anya Song breathed a sigh of relief, "If it doesn't work once, there will be next time. I don't believe I can't kill her."

As long as Song Zhi died, she would be the only "daughter" of the Song family, and she was afraid that she would not be able to restore her original status and position.

As long as she regains her identity as the daughter of the Song family, and the only one, she will be able to secure the position of Crown Princess.

The Queen would no longer treat her coldly, and Qinghan would pamper her again. She would no longer have to rely on others to make her living, and she would no longer have to be so humble that even the servants in the East Palace could look down on her.

The more Song Yale thought about it, the more she felt it made sense, and she became even more determined to kill Song Zhi.

Yaer was a little scared when she saw Song Yale, who seemed to be crazy, and shrank back silently.

"In a few days, it will be Song Yang's birthday."

Anya Song suddenly thought of something and smiled sinisterly, "After all, he's the cheap dad who raised me for more than ten years. I have to prepare a 'big gift' for him."

"Princess, please think twice. We should not offend the master again under the current circumstances."

"Snapped!"

Before Yaer could finish her words, Anya Song slapped her in the face.

"What master? Don't forget who your current master is."

Yaer knelt down with her face covered, tears welling up in her eyes, "I know I was wrong."

Song Yale nodded in satisfaction, then helped her up and comforted her, "I hit you to make you sober. Now we both share the same fate. I won't harm you."

"Yes, I understand your good intentions. I will follow your teachings in the future." Yaer replied with her head down.

"Go ahead and keep an eye on the Crown Prince's movements."

Song Yale rubbed her brows with a headache. After thinking about it all night, she finally figured it out. No matter what, the only person she could hold on to now was Mu Qinghan. If she really exhausted their original friendship and made Mu Qinghan dislike her, her fate would be even worse.

As she thought about it, she looked at the remaining powder in the makeup box, and her eyes gradually became firm.

……

Because they went to bed late last night, Song Zhi and Xiao Tao slept until almost noon the next day.

The servants who had been transferred away returned to Qingfengyuan one after another, and after returning, they started to work in an orderly manner.

Apart from them, no one in the entire Song Mansion knew what happened last night, and no one alarmed Sun and Song Yang.

After washing up, Xiao Tao began to recall the excitement of last night. She blinked her eyes and held up her head excitedly and said, "Miss, was I very brave last night?"

Song Zhi nodded, "Yes."

"So was my posture when I threw the vase handsome?"

"handsome."

"I knew it."

Xiaotao smiled foolishly with a satisfied look on her face.

Song Zhi was very disgusted. Could this girl be stupid?

After dinner, they went out to choose a gift for Song Yang.

At this time of year in previous years, Song Yale was always the most popular.

Song Yale would either perform a dance that had been carefully rehearsed for a long time and move the entire capital, or play an ancient music that was almost lost and amazed the audience.

It looks like a gift, but in fact it is always a display of herself.

What Song Zhi gave Song Yang were some medicinal pillows and ginseng that were beneficial to his health. This year, she still planned to go to the pharmacy first to see if there were any precious and rare medicinal materials.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, people are walking faster.

They went to three or four drugstores in a row but didn't find anything suitable. Xiao Tao fanned herself with her hands, her face flushed red as she said, "Miss, there are no drugstores on this street."

"Let's go to the street across the street." Seeing that there was still plenty of time, Song Zhi took Xiao Tao and walked across the street.

This street has more people flowing in it, because most of the shops on both sides sell rouge, powder, pearls, hairpins and jewelry, so most of the people coming and going are women.

Not long after walking, a huge plaque came into view, with the words "Cang's Medical Clinic" written in gold.

The entire pharmacy has two floors in total, with consultations on the second floor and medicines dispensed on the first floor.

It looks very grand at first glance, the interior is exquisitely decorated, the items are neatly displayed, and the waiters look smart and hardworking.

Song Zhi and Xiao Tao looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh, "He is indeed the richest businessman in Tianqi."

With such a large scale, it is more than enough to be used as a drug store, even a top-notch restaurant.

"Everyone, make way, make way."

Just as he was about to go in, he suddenly heard the sound of a carriage behind him.

Song Zhi turned around and saw a very flashy carriage coming from a distance and stopped steadily in front of the drugstore.

The coachman got off the carriage first, and then Cang Jian, dressed in noble attire, walked out.

To be fair, Cang Jian does look like a decent man, and his family is well-off. He is not like other playboys who are hopeless, so there are many women who admire him.

As soon as he appeared at this moment, he immediately caused a commotion around him.

Cang Jing's left eye had been bandaged tightly, and it was obvious that he didn't want to stay outside, so he quickly entered the clinic in two steps.

However, a few seconds after entering, he retreated like the wind and stopped in front of Song Zhi, "Huh? Miss Song, why are you here?"

Song Zhi said, "My father's birthday is in a couple of days, so I came to see if your family has anything good to buy."

"Hiss, it's Master Song's birthday..."

Cang Qiong raised his head and thought for a moment, "Let's go in first."

Following Cang Jing into the clinic, they went straight to the second floor.

The second floor is divided into countless small rooms, each of which is occupied by a highly respected doctor.

They walked past these rooms and headed towards an empty private room at the back. After they sat down, Cang Qiong instructed the servants, "My mother brought back a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum a few days ago. Go and bring it out for Miss Song."

The people below were a little hesitant, "Master, the Ganoderma Lucidum was kept by Madam to be presented to the palace."

Cang Qiong curled his lips and said, "What palace? Why would you give such good Ganoderma lucidum to that old man? Hurry and bring it over."

"This..." The servant was a little embarrassed.

Cang Qiong immediately became unhappy, "I am the eldest son of the Cang family, can't I make the decision on such a small matter?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant." The servant denied it repeatedly.

"Okay, don't make it difficult for him. I don't absolutely need this Ganoderma lucidum. If I don't have it, I can find something else."

Song Zhi quickly tried to smooth things over and waved to the servant, "You go down first."

The servant immediately bowed with gratitude and left.

Cang Qiong was not convinced, "What are you afraid of? What if I give it to you?"

Song Zhi said, "It's not easy to be the richest businessman in Tianqi. With such a big piece of fat meat, if you don't show your loyalty to the emperor and seek his protection, you will probably be gone long ago."

This is also one of the reasons why the Cang family could stubbornly refuse them from assisting Mu Qinghan in the previous life.

That's why Song Zhicai was particularly surprised that Mu Nanqi was able to deal with the Cang family.

Although Cang Jing looks heartless, it doesn't mean he is a fool. He understands the truth that Song Zhi said.

"When Nan Qi becomes emperor, I will make him open the treasury and give me some treasures.