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

"Cough cough..."

Xie Chengqian choked on the medicine he had just drunk, and his pale face turned a little red, but he looked more embarrassed.

I couldn't hide it from her.

Xie Chengqian gave the accompanying doctor a look and asked him to leave.

Then he pretended to be calm and asked her, "Why are you here?"

The accompanying doctor noticed that the atmosphere in the room was not right, and hurriedly picked up his things and was about to leave, but was stopped when he passed by Song Xiwan.

"I heard that the prince is unwell. What's the problem?"

The accompanying doctor looked melancholy. What should he say?

The prince has given a strict order that this must be kept secret from Miss Song.

Xie Chengqian pursed his lips and tried to explain, "It's just a cold. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

Song Xiwan took the medicine bowl from the tray in the accompanying doctor's hand, lowered her head and smelled it, then she identified several precious medicinal herbs, her eyes became even colder.

"Your Highness is a daughter of gold, yet he uses wild ginseng to treat a cold?"

The accompanying doctor: “…”

It was a mistake. Miss Song is an expert.

Xie Chengqian's eyes flashed with guilt, and he forcibly changed the subject, "Aren't you going to participate in the calligraphy and painting competition? It's over already?"

Song Xiwan stared at him with cold eyes, but ultimately stopped questioning him.

"Correct."

"But you got first place?"

Xie Chengqian followed up the question.

The atmosphere in the house relaxed a lot.

The accompanying doctor rolled his eyes, quietly dodged Song Xiwan's hand, and quickly left the door.

Don't stay here for long!

Song Xiwan was speechless for a while. Why didn't she realize before that the people in this palace were so out of tune? They were all trained by Xie Chengqian.

Her cold eyes fell on the pale face of the person in front of her, and she already had some idea in her mind.

Xie Chengqian didn't get an answer, so he said, "It doesn't matter if you don't get it. The provincial examination is still very easy for you."

This trust made Song Xiwan feel a little depressed.

She clenched her palms and spoke casually, "I don't know the result yet. I felt unwell during the competition and wanted to come back to ask the prince, what hidden weapon hit me?"

Xie Chengqian's face darkened. "Feeling unwell? You've clearly taken the Ice Spirit Grass..."

It is said that caring too much will lead to confusion. Xie Chengqian used to be dismissive of this saying. If a person is extremely rational, how could he be confused?

Until this moment, he fell into such a clumsy trap.

"Ice Spirit Grass? Who picked it?"

Song Xiwan stared at him solemnly. Although she already had an answer in her mind, she still wanted to ask clearly.

Xie Chengqian's expression froze for once.

"Xi Wan..."

Song Xiwan pressed the issue, "Your Highness found the Ice Spirit Grass just for me, so the icy cold entered my body, right?"

If what Jiang Yao said was true.

So what else did she do wrong?

A terrible guess flashed through Song Xiwan's mind. She didn't want to go into it any further, but Jiang Yao's coercion made it impossible for her to escape.

Xie Chengqian frowned and stared at her unpredictable face, and said in a deep voice: "Xie Qiang is targeting you because of me. I should save you."

"Just that?"

Song Xiwan asked the question unconsciously.

Xie Chengqian's eyes darkened, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Xiwan stared at the familiar face that was engraved in his bones. It was exactly the same face he saw before his death, except that the look in his eyes was completely different.

What she saw was Xie Chengqian's coldness and ruthlessness.

There is no trace of similarity on this face now!

"You..." Where was he on the afternoon of the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of Yongqing?

Song Xiwan's lips trembled, and she couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

By the time she reacted, Xie Chengqian had already held her arm. Noticing that her body was extremely cold, he immediately called back the accompanying doctor.

"Is it that the Ice Spirit Grass didn't work?"

The accompanying doctor checked her and said in bewilderment, "Miss Song is fine."

Xie Chengqian's face darkened. "Does she look alright to you?"

The accompanying doctor had no way to refute. Compared to her previous anger, Miss Song's face was as pale as the prince's.

"I am fine."

Song Xiwan slowly came back to her senses from her absurd speculation, murmured a response and wanted to leave, but she felt weak all over as soon as she moved.

Finally, she fainted in Xie Chengqian's arms.

Maybe it was because she was too obsessed, but Song Xiwan actually had a clear dream about that day.

She got up early and specially stewed a soup to replenish qi and blood, thinking that she could drink it when Xie Chengqian came back from court.

Who knew that it would be almost midnight when we waited.

It was not until dawn that she received the news that Xie Chengqian had returned, and someone also sent a message asking her to meet him at the lakeside.

Song Xiwan was ecstatic and her heart was pounding.

This was the first time Xie Chengqian took the initiative to ask her out after they got married.

As a result, before they could even say hello when they met from afar, a sharp arrow pierced her heart.

At that time, she was completely defenseless against Xie Chengqian.

Xie Chengqian felt his heart hanging in the air as he looked at the person lying on the bed, covered in cold sweat and breathing weakly.

"Xiwan."

He called softly.

Song Xiwan still didn't wake up, but a tear rolled down the corner of her eye.

Xie Chengqian was shocked when he saw this. He asked the accompanying doctor to come over again and gave an order, "No matter what method is used, she must wake up."

The accompanying doctor was helpless. "Miss Song has a high fever that won't go away. She has already taken the medicine. She will wake up in two or three hours."

"really?"

Xie Chengqian was deeply skeptical.

The accompanying doctor choked and could only swear, "Every word I said is true. If Miss Song can't wake up, I will let the prince handle it."

It seemed like this was the first time in his life that he had to ask for someone's trust.

In fact, Song Xiwan had already woken up.

When the sharp arrow killed her, the heart-wrenching pain pulled her back, and all she could hear was the conversation between Xie Chengqian and the accompanying doctor.

Only then did Song Xiwan realize that there were countless clues at that time.

She was convinced that Xie Chengqian never liked her and chose to get rid of her in this way.

I never imagined that it might not be Xie Chengqian.

In this way, we can understand Xie Chengqian's abnormality. Either he is not such a heartless person, or he feels too guilty towards her and that's why he tries his best to make amends.

Song Xiwan's mood became even more confused.

Who could have killed her?

She kept thinking about it until late at night, but Xie Chengqian never left the room. This made it impossible for Song Xiwan to pretend to be asleep anymore, so she had to open her eyes.

"Xiwan."

At this moment, Xie Chengqian leaned over to look over.

Song Xiwan stared at his face closely, and the worry on his face was very real.

When she tried to get up, Xie Chengqian helped her up, and then asked the accompanying doctor to come in to check on her.

"no need."

Song Xiwan shook her head and refused.

Without waiting for Xie Chengqian to say anything, Song Xiwan said again: "I'm fine now. Your Highness should go back and rest first, so as not to aggravate your injuries."

Xie Chengqian looked at her strangely and asked anxiously, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

What's with that gentle tone?

Not like her at all.