The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

Song Xiwan also bought a few meat buns for the little beggar and said softly, "If you encounter difficulties in the future, you can come to the Song Mansion to find me."

The little beggar was stunned and waved his hands, saying, "No, no, the buns my sister gave me are enough."

Song Xiwan felt sad.

She said firmly: "It's okay, it's not a problem for me, and I won't do anything to you, because I was a beggar too."

The little beggar was dumbfounded, and even Yan Wushuang was shocked.

No one expected Song Xiwan to say these things so calmly.

Song Xiwan met their gazes and couldn't help but laugh, "Don't you two know about this? I thought everyone in Shangjing knew about it."

The little beggar said innocently, "I really don't know. My sister is not like us."

Clean and beautiful.

Song Xiwan explained seriously, "It was always the same before. We didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes, and we were beaten every now and then."

The little beggar was shocked and a little suspicious whether the beautiful sister was lying to him, but what she said was exactly the same as what he said now.

He was already hungry and cold, and now he became a thief for no apparent reason.

"So when I grow up, will I be dressed up beautifully like my sister and have so many meat buns to eat?"

"There will be."

Song Xiwan nodded without hesitation.

Anyway, she survived by relying on these three words. As long as she doesn't accept her fate, everything will be fine.

Yan Wushuang couldn't join in their conversation, and when he heard Song Xiwan talk about the past for the first time, his dead heart loosened slightly.

Song Xiwan was still worried. It was obvious that the restaurant owner was a petty person. He couldn't touch her, but it would be easy for him to touch the little beggar.

She thought about it and asked someone to send the little beggar back to the Song Mansion to help.

Yan Wushuang curled the corners of his lips slightly, "Miss Song really has a kind heart."

Song Xiwan shook her head. "It's just a piece of cake."

Yan Wushuang disagreed and said with reason, "There were so many people on the street at the time, but you were the only one who saw injustice and took care of him. You're no exaggeration to say that you saved his life."

"is it?"

Song Xiwan really didn't think she was so great.

Every time I see these people being bullied, most of the time I think of her who was isolated and helpless at that time. Saving the little beggar is also saving herself.

This is the same as what happened with Zhu Xiaoquan.

Yan Wushuang repeatedly affirmed, "I think so."

Song Xiwan changed the subject and asked, "Then why did Master Yan take action?"

Yan Wushuang was slightly stunned.

I didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Song Xiwan said, "I've heard a little bit about Master Yan, and I dare to guess that Master Yan also wants to save his former self."

Yan Wushuang suddenly looked up, shock flashing in his eyes.

"you……"

"Why did Master Yan suddenly come back?"

Song Xiwan felt that some things did not need to be concealed any longer. Perhaps Yan Wushuang had also discovered the entanglement between her and Xie Chengqian, so it would be better to ask directly.

Yan Wushuang's face darkened and he clenched his fists.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and quiet.

After a moment, Yan Wushuang's voice slowly rang out, "I want to know what you and the prince planned. Why did he suddenly appear to save me?"

Ever since he was rescued, these doubts have been lingering in Yan Wushuang's mind.

So he went back to the capital despite his injuries to get to the bottom of things.

Song Xiwan's eyes darkened.

How should I talk about things in my past life?

The only people who remembered it were her and Xie Chengqian.

That's it.

"We were tracking down Yanniang. We didn't expect you to steal the gold-inlaid jade mask. We were trying to figure out your intentions."

Yan Wushuang stared at Song Xiwan's calm face with dark eyes. There was no clue in his eyes, but he felt that things were not that simple.

He then asked, "Why do you want to investigate Yanniang?"

Song Xiwan pondered and said, "Prince Qi attempted to rebel earlier. We discovered that something was wrong with Yan Niang, and we saw you while investigating."

Except for the things in his previous life, Song Xiwan told everything else truthfully.

Yan Wushuang's attention was on the word "we", and he felt a little confused.

"During their first two meetings, Miss Song and the prince clearly didn't get along well. I didn't expect them to become so close so quickly, even knowing such a confidential matter."

Song Xiwan's face froze.

Oh no, is Yan Wushuang suspicious?

Song Xiwan quickly calmed down and quietly asked about other things, "Ahem, how is your injury now? The long journey will surely reopen the wound, right?"

"No problem."

A gloomy look flashed across Yan Wushuang's eyes.

She chose to avoid talking about it, it seemed he was really a step too late.

But that’s fine, what qualifications does someone like him have?

Song Xiwan didn't believe it. According to Xie Chengqian, the man was lying in the military camp and unable to move. Even if there was an elixir, there was no way to recover immediately.

"It just so happens that Divine Doctor Xu returned to Shangjing City yesterday. Let's go and take a look together."

Yan Wushuang wanted to refuse, but Song Xiwan insisted and planned to let the servant carry him there.

Yan Wushuang had no choice but to give up.

As soon as he arrived at Dr. Xu's place, he was immediately scolded, "Are you afraid of dying? You have at least ten wounds on your body, all festering. The fact that you're still standing is a blessing from the Buddha."

The volume of the sound made Song Xiwan's ears itch, and he could tell that it was indeed very serious.

She scolded him in the same way, “You are really messing around!”

"That's right! It doesn't matter if I lose my life, but this will affect my reputation."

Doctor Xu was so angry that his words were full of sarcasm.

Song Xiwan was unhappy to hear this and retorted in a low voice, "My life is more important."

Doctor Xu snorted coldly and applied medicine to Yan Wushuang.

Under the siege of the two, Yan Wushuang didn't dare to say a word, but a warm feeling did flow through his heart.

Although he felt severe pain in the wound, there was still a hint of smile on his face.

When Song Xiwan saw the wound on his shoulder covered in blood and pus, he took a breath and wished he could pull Yan Niang back and whip her a few more times.

"damn thing!"

This curse caused Yan Wushuang and Doctor Xu to look at her with surprise.

Did Song Xiwan curse someone just now?

Song Xiwan suppressed his anger, took the medicine powder from the side and said, "I'll help."

"Need not."

Yan Wushuang refused immediately.

His wounds were all on his body, so he needed to take off his clothes. Men and women were not allowed to touch each other.

Song Xiwan saw what Yan Wushuang was worried about and said bluntly, "Master said not to treat the injured as human beings. This is just a doctor treating an illness."

Yan Wushuang: “?”

Why do I feel like I'm being scolded for no reason?

Doctor Xu glared at Song Xiwan angrily and said, "Go away, go away! If you don't remember what you should remember, you will be an official in the imperial court in the future."

Song Xiwan touched her nose, knowing that Doctor Xu was angry that she did not inherit his legacy.

They were not true master and apprentice, but she almost learned all of Dr. Xu's unique medical skills.

"boom--"

At this moment, the door suddenly opened.

Song Xiwan was startled and looked up to see Xie Chengqian with a gloomy face.