Reborn, meet you again!

Song Wan didn't notice anything unusual about the person in front of him, and just changed the topic to business.

"Your Majesty, since you have agreed to my terms, how do you expect the Jiang family to cooperate with the Mobei Army?"

Jun Jiuchen said.

"There's no rush for this matter. Didn't Miss Jiang suggest that I hand this matter over to Prime Minister Song?"

"I have received the memorial from Prime Minister Song. Tomorrow is the day he returns to court. Once this matter is finalized, it won't be too late to discuss it with him privately."

"However, before the Mobei Army returns to the capital, this matter should not be spread outside, otherwise it will inevitably attract those with ulterior motives."

"Does Miss Jiang understand what I'm saying?"

Song Wan naturally understood.

Now everyone in the court is probably trying their best to see the Prime Minister's fall.

After Jun Jiuchen handed this matter over to his father, there would certainly be no one in the court to help his father, and there might even be many obstacles.

If people knew that the Jiang family would help him solve this matter, the Jiang family might get into trouble, and his father would also be implicated for failing to accomplish this matter.

However, when Song Wan heard that Jun Jiuchen was really considering the Prime Minister's Mansion, she suddenly felt an irrepressible joy in her heart.

She has been protected by her father for many years, and now she can finally give something back.

I tried hard to suppress the joy in my heart so that the smile on my face would not be too ostentatious.

Song Wan responded.

"Your Highness has thought this through, and I naturally understand. Thank you for giving the Jiang family this opportunity."

Jun Jiuchen looked at the flash of excitement in Song Wan's eyes that was quickly suppressed, and his eyes became darker.

"But I must also be frank. This is just an opportunity for Song Yi."

"If he can't offer enough leverage to show me that he truly has the ability to control the court, then I and Your Majesty may not prioritize him."

Song Wan listened to Jun Jiuchen's words, but her heart remained calm.

She never worried about her father's abilities.

"Of course. The one I served was the prince. Now I am just using this opportunity to repay Miss Song's kindness. I have done my part."

"As for the rest, it's up to His Majesty to decide."

Jun Jiuchen glanced at Song Wan and did not comment on her words.

He picked up the teapot on the table with his bony fingers, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of Song Wan.

"This is the osmanthus tea I specially prepared for Miss Jiang. I heard it's quite popular among the ladies in the capital. Miss Jiang, would you like to try it?"

Song Wan paused for a moment as she looked at the teacup pushed in front of her.

She also knows a little about osmanthus tea.

Because of its refreshing fragrance and the addition of a little honey, it is very much in line with women's taste. Therefore, after Tianxianglou was launched, it became very popular among the ladies in Beijing.

It's just that she was allergic to honey...

But it was only a moment's pause, and Song Wan was somewhat flattered as he picked up the teacup and drank it all without hesitation.

It was her original body that was allergic, but Jiang Wanqiao liked these sweet things the most.

"Your Highness is thoughtful. I like it very much."

Jun Jiuchen looked at the normal expression on the woman's face and frowned slightly.

During the years he served as her secret guard in the prime minister's residence, he followed her almost every step of the way.

I am very familiar with all her habits.

She was clearly allergic to honey, and red spots would appear on her body and she would feel extremely itchy after eating it. Why was she not feeling any abnormalities at this moment?

After hesitating for a moment, he calmly placed his hands on the stone table in front of him.

"As long as Miss Jiang likes it."

"Now that we have finished discussing the serious matters, I would like to trouble Miss Jiang to come and take my pulse."

Song Wan came here today, already prepared to treat him.

So when she heard this, she answered yes without any hesitation, then stood up and walked to the stone bench next to Jun Jiuchen and sat down.

This person's life is more important than her own now.

She naturally had to do her best.

She rolled up her complicated cuffs a little, revealing a piece of her snow-white wrist, and then her slender fingers rested on Jun Jiuchen's wrist.

When Song Wan noticed that his skin was different from normal people's temperature, her expression gradually became serious.

It seems that her feeling last time was not wrong...

He was indeed poisoned by a kind of poison recorded in his master's notes, called "Pyracantha".

Just as she was about to move her hand away and explain the situation to the person in front of her.

Jun Jiuchen suddenly grabbed her snow-white, slender wrist. Then, he exerted force, and she fell towards him as if she had lost her balance.

"Your Highness!" Song Wan was startled and hurriedly placed her hands on his legs to steady her body that was about to fall into his arms.

When she raised her eyes again in confusion, she suddenly met a pair of deep pupils.

Those eyes were as hot as the burning temperature of his hands.

Song Wan was startled, but resisted the urge to break free and asked in a calm tone.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Now that she needs his help, she cannot turn against him rashly.

Jun Jiuchen seemed not to hear her question. He just reached out and pinched the small and delicate chin of the person in front of him, lifted her face up, and forced her to look at him. There was a hint of excitement in his voice.

"I just suddenly felt that Miss Jiang... looks a lot like an old friend of mine..."

The suddenly shortened distance allowed Song Wan to almost clearly see her own slightly panicked face reflected in Jun Jiuchen's deep pupils.

She frowned and forced a smile.

"It is an honor for me to be like the prince's old friend."

"But... could Your Majesty please let me go first?"

"Although I am a divorced woman, there is still a difference between men and women. I hope Your Majesty will have pity on my reputation."

Unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, Jun Jiuchen not only did not let her go, but suddenly stretched out his fingers and began to caress her cheek.

Song Wan suddenly felt a bolt of thunder flash through his mind.

How come she didn't see it?

This man is actually a lecher!

She raised the hand that was supporting her body and tried to shake him off, but he got there first and grabbed both of her hands, twisting them behind her back.

He pulled her whole body and she fell on him in an extremely ambiguous posture.

Then, Jun Jiuchen used one hand to hold her, and the other hand once again fell on her cheek and neck unscrupulously.

As if exploring something with great patience.

That unusually scorching gaze remained on her face and body without blinking...

The man's big hands with some calluses roamed over the woman's delicate skin, and his somewhat ambiguous posture immediately gave rise to a sense of eroticism.

Suifeng, who was holding Luoluo not far away, turned his face away consciously.

My Lord, this...

What are you doing?