The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

"what news?"

Song Siyao's ink-black hair cascaded down her back. She walked to the dressing table and sat down, and Hongshao came over to comb her hair.

"Vice Commander Meng went to the yamen to see Miss Song. He went in a hurry and came out empty-handed. I heard he almost got into an argument with Lord Chen."

Yu Xiang opened the jewelry box, picked out a white jade hairpin, and placed it on Song Siyao's head to compare.

"He's trying to get people out of Chen Jiang's hands, but he's probably going to be disappointed." Song Siyao said casually, seemingly unconcerned.

“This servant went to the Marquis of Ding’an’s residence. The madam said she would put in a good word. This time, the Third Miss must be kept locked up for the full ten days before being released,” Yu Xiang said.

"You've worked hard." Song Siyao didn't care whether Song Yu'er had been locked up for ten days.

Her goal was to damage Song Yu'er's reputation, so locking her up for one day or ten days would have the same effect.

The Lady of Ding'an was trying to help her, and she couldn't refuse someone's kindness.

"Miss, how does this light blue dress look with that white jade hairpin today?" Yu Xiang asked.

"You have good taste," Song Siyao praised.

"Miss, you always praise me so much, I'm almost embarrassed," Yu Xiang said with a smile.

“You are really capable. I was worried that you wouldn’t be used to my aunt’s place if you came here.”

Song Siyao plans to send Yu Xiang back after Hong Shao is able to stand up.

"Madam said she doesn't have enough staff and told me to focus on serving Miss." Yu Xiang genuinely liked Song Siyao and felt a great sense of accomplishment working by her side, as if she were someone who was needed.

"Then you'll have to continue to work hard."

Song Siyao was very polite to Yu Xiang. Yu Xiang was Lady Ding'an's person, so being nice to Yu Xiang was a way of showing respect to Lady Ding'an.

While the master and servant chatted, Song Siyao had already dressed herself and went to the Ling Prince's Mansion after finishing her meal.

Prince Ling's Mansion.

"Your Highness, do you know why Miss Song has not arrived even though it is already noon?" Wei Xin asked mysteriously.

"You want me to guess?" Shen Pei raised an eyebrow.

Wei Xin quickly replied, "How could I dare let you guess, my lord? The reason why Miss Song is late is because a major event happened at the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence last night."

He vividly recounted to Shen Pei how Song Yu'er had ordered someone to set fire to the house the previous night, how Song Siyao had cleverly resolved the crisis, and how Song Yu'er had been imprisoned.

"Your Highness, this morning Deputy Commander Meng went to the yamen to rescue Miss Song, but he was unsuccessful. Just now, news came that Song Wenwu and Vice Minister Song are both looking for someone to rescue Miss Song."

Shen Pei's eyes seemed to have been immersed in ice for a thousand years. "Who did they find?"

Wei Xin, who was always by Shen Pei's side, knew Shen Pei's temperament well. Whenever he heard Shen Pei's voice like that, he knew that someone was going to be in trouble.

"Song Wenwu was looking for Li Yunqi, the fourth master of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, while Vice Minister Song went to the mansion of his friend, Lord Zheng Zhong."

"Has Li Yunqi paid back the money he owed the gambling den last time?" Shen Pei asked.

"No, it's said that the gambling debts have increased quite a bit, but the gambling den doesn't dare to ask because of the power of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion."

Song Wenwu and Li Yunqi were gambling buddies.

"Send the gambling den to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence to demand money." A cold glint flashed in Shen Pei's eyes. "The information we found about Zheng Zhong can be submitted now."

"Your Highness, Zheng Zhong is Grand Tutor Su's man. Won't taking action against Zheng Zhong now implicate others?"

Wei Xin was a little reluctant to part with it. They had spent a long time researching Zheng Zhong's information, and it would be very useful in the future. It was a pity to use it now.

"It's alright, use it!" Shen Pei ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness, I will take care of it immediately." Wei Xin accepted the order and left the room, just as Song Siyao came in. He greeted her, "Miss Song, you've arrived."

Song Siyao nodded slightly, "Where is the Prince?"

"I'll be waiting for you inside, Miss Song. Please go in by yourself. I'll go and get back to my work."

"it is good."

Song Siyao saw Shen Pei as soon as she entered the room.

Shen Pei sat quietly in his wheelchair, like a pine tree atop a snow-capped mountain—noble, elegant, and aloof.

"Your Highness, you've kept me waiting." Song Siyao put down her medicine box and took out her gold needles.

Shen Pei looked Song Siyao up and down. He saw that her cheeks were fair and rosy, her skin was like a freshly peeled egg, and she looked great. It seemed that last night's events had not affected her at all.

A small smile curved his lips.

"We didn't have to wait long; Miss Song arrived just in time."

Song Siyao squatted down, reached out and touched Shen Pei's leg, and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, are your legs still hurting from last night?"

"No, Miss Song's medical skills are superb, I admire them." Shen Pei's brows relaxed.

His leg had been injured for years, and during those years, he had never had a good night's sleep.

He slept very well last night, without a single dream until dawn.

“Your Highness, after I administer three more acupuncture treatments, you will be able to stand up,” Song Siyao said.

"Three times? So fast?" Shen Pei was incredulous; the surprise came too suddenly.

“Yes, but you can only stand up, not walk. Your bones are too brittle; forcing yourself to walk will break them,” Song Siyao explained. “Once you take the antidote, heal your bones, and start exercising, you should be able to move freely a month after taking the antidote.”

"When will the antidote be ready?" Shen Pei remembered what Song Siyao had said yesterday.

"That depends on fate." Song Siyao walked up to Shen Pei with the golden needles in her hand.

To be precise, it depends on which foolish one's time to die.

She prepared to give Shen Pei acupuncture.

However, Shen Pei was still wearing trousers, and he couldn't bend down to roll up his trouser legs.

"Someone is coming..."

"I come."

Song Siyao interrupted Shen Pei, noticing his unease.

She came twice, but there wasn't a single maid in Shen Pei's courtyard. There were a few old women in the outer courtyard, but they all seemed to do rough work and couldn't get close to Shen Pei.

Wei Xin, who was taking care of him personally, went out again.

"Your Highness need not be so formal. I am a doctor, and in my eyes there is only the difference between patients and non-patients."

Hearing Song Siyao say this, Shen Pei relaxed. He liked Song Siyao's generous, open, and unpretentious nature.

Song Siyao moved quickly and gently. She rolled up Shen Pei's trouser leg and touched Shen Pei's cold leg with her fingertips. Shen Pei instantly felt a warmth.

He lowered his head, looking at the stray hairs around Song Siyao's ears and smelling the fragrance emanating from her hair, and a tender feeling welled up in his heart.

After Song Siyao finished administering the acupuncture, she looked up and saw Shen Pei staring at her.

Their eyes met, and Shen Pei quickly looked away, touching the tip of his nose, using a nonchalant demeanor to hide his guilty conscience.

"I already know what happened last night. What are your plans for the future, Miss Song?"

Shen Pei tried to change the subject, hoping to make Song Siyao forget the way he had just stared at her.

"Separate the family." Song Siyao didn't take Shen Pei's actions to heart.

"Has Miss Song found someone to witness your division of the family property?" Shen Pei asked.

"No." Song Si shook his head at Shen Pei. "Does Your Highness have any suitable candidates to recommend?"