After the arranged marriage, I pampered the sickly regent.

"If that's how Your Highness sees it, then I..."

When Ye Qingwu said these words, she clearly sensed a significant change in Zhan Sijing's emotions.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on her wrist.

"Let go of me first, and then I'll tell you the answer, okay?"

Ye Qingwu said to Zhan Sijing, "This person is holding me so tightly, as if he's afraid I'll run away at any moment."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Sijing realized his earlier lapse in composure, released Ye Qingwu, and then looked at her with a tense gaze.

"so……"

"Your Highness, I'd like to give it a try because of what you just said."

Ye Qingwu replied.

Since she doesn't know what the future holds, why be overly attached to it? Living well in the present is the most important thing.

Even if there's no outcome in the end, at least there's still the past.

Zhan Sijing froze, standing there motionless, his breathing becoming rapid because of Ye Qingwu's words.

"Your Highness, what you're saying...is..."

Seeing Zhan Sijing's nervous appearance, his handsome face was already flushed red.

Ye Qingwu curled her lips and smiled brightly at Zhan Sijing.

"That's exactly what Your Highness meant, but it seems Your Highness isn't too keen on it, otherwise..."

"Of course, of course!" Zhan Sijing quickly replied, pulling Ye Qingwu into his arms again with a very sincere tone.

"Qingwu, thank you for giving me this opportunity."

Ye Qingwu smiled.

"Alright, I should go back to the yard now."

"You go and take care of your own affairs too," Ye Qingwu said to Zhan Sijing.

Although Zhan Sijing was somewhat reluctant to see Ye Qingwu leave, he did not want to upset her with his actions, so he could only nod and say to Ye Qingwu, "Your Highness, may I come to see you later?"

Seeing Zhan Sijing's seemingly abandoned appearance, Ye Qingwu smiled and said, "Of course."

And the other side.

Su Yan followed Zhan Siwan to the palace.

When the Imperial Concubine saw the injuries on Zhan Siwan's face, she was greatly shocked and subconsciously looked at Su Yan. "Miss Su, I heard that Siwan left the palace with you. Tell me why her face is like this?"

"Your Highness, the Sixth Princess did indeed leave the palace with me, but her injury was caused by the Regent's Consort."

"The Regent's Consort?" The Imperial Concubine was taken aback, clearly not expecting to receive this answer from Su Yan.

She frowned and said to Su Yan, "Then tell me, why would the Regent's Consort injure the Sixth Princess like this?"

“Mother, please don’t make things difficult for Sister Su Yan. This…this matter really has nothing to do with her.”

Zhan Siwan spoke so many words in one breath that she felt an unbearable pain in both cheeks.

"That Ye Qingwu, I only argued with her for a few words, but she hit me."

As Zhan Siwan spoke, she felt increasingly wronged, and tears began to fall.

"Mother, you must do justice for me."

Upon hearing Zhan Siwan's words, the Imperial Concubine was immediately enraged and finally believed that Ye Qingwu was responsible for the injury.

"Don't worry, Siwan, your mother will not let this matter go unresolved. I will go and tell your father about it and ask him to make a decision for you."

As the imperial concubine was about to leave, she realized that Su Yan was still there.

“Miss Su, I know that you are a disciple of the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley, so you must have a way to treat this. I'm afraid you will have to worry about Siwan’s injury.”

Upon hearing this, Su Yan quickly replied, "Your Highness, rest assured, I will definitely restore the Sixth Princess's face to its original state."

"So good."

Only after Su Yan's words did the Imperial Concubine leave.

"Siwan, this is a wound medicine I brought from the valley that can reduce swelling. If you apply it every day, it will definitely not leave a scar."

Su Yan presented the ointment to Zhan Siwan, saying, "This Regent's wife is really something. A woman's appearance is the most important thing. How could she be so cruel to you?"

"Siwan, it was all my oversight. If only I had noticed the Princess's intentions sooner."

Su Yan lowered her head slightly as she spoke, her voice filled with self-reproach.

"Sister Su Yan, please don't say that. These things have nothing to do with you. If anyone is to blame, it's that hateful Ye Qingwu, who dared to be so arrogant!"

Zhan Siwan spoke through gritted teeth, exclaiming in surprise when she touched her wound.

"Siwan, don't move, let me apply the medicine for you."

Zhan Siwan nodded.

After applying the medicine, the pain in her face was relieved. Zhan Siwan looked at the ointment in Su Yan's hand and exclaimed in amazement, "Sister Su Yan, this stuff is really amazing! My face doesn't hurt as much as before."

Su Yan smiled, then asked Zhan Siwan, "Siwan, when I returned to the capital, I heard from others that Ye Qingwu had lifted the prince's curse. I wonder if this is true or not?"

"What curse?" Zhan Siwan snorted coldly.

"Sister Su Yan, don't listen to those people outside talking nonsense. Uncle has always been fine, there is no curse at all."

"In my opinion, all of this is just a trick that Ye Qingwu staged to gain credit. It seems that Ye Qingzhu was right. Ye Qingwu really did use sorcery to bewitch the Imperial Uncle."

After saying that, Zhan Siwan took Su Yan's hand again, "Sister Su Yan, don't worry, I'm here. I will never let Ye Qingwu's plan succeed!"

"Ye Qingzhu?" Su Yan was completely confused by Zhan Siwan's words.

"Siwan, who is this Ye Qingzhu you just mentioned?"

Zhan Siwan could only recount the events that had occurred during this period.

As Su Yan listened to these words, she thought of the silver needle she had seen before and murmured, "I never imagined that Ye Qingwu would also know medicine."

“Sister Su Yan, even if Ye Qingwu knows medicine, how can she compare to you? You are the disciple of the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley. Just that status alone makes Ye Qingwu look far ahead.”

"Most importantly, the Duke's Mansion has severed ties with Ye Qingwu."

"Siwan, don't say that. Perhaps this princess really does have some extraordinary qualities."

Su Yan spoke softly, but a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and her resentment became increasingly evident in her tone.

And the house.

As evening approached, and Jiang Wenjin was nowhere to be seen, Ye Qingzhu felt a growing unease.

Logically speaking, Jiang Wenjin should have already left the examination hall by now; no matter how much he delayed, it shouldn't have been this late.

"Second Miss, do you think something might have happened to the young master?" Chun'er asked Ye Qingzhu anxiously, constantly looking outside.

"What could possibly happen to a perfectly healthy man like him?" Ye Qingzhu sneered.

"It would be better if Jiang Wenjin didn't come back, so I wouldn't have to worry about him."

Hearing Ye Qingzhu say this, Chun'er stepped forward and said, "But Second Miss, didn't you say before that the young master would definitely become the top scholar this time? If he doesn't come back, wouldn't that mean..."