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

As soon as Song Siyao finished speaking, the noisy surroundings suddenly became deathly silent.

Everyone's gaze shifted back and forth between Song Siyao and Princess Ping.

Princess Ping's face was quite pale, the color of a pig's liver.

She has a very good reputation; no one has ever said a bad word about her.

Song Siyao's words were like a sharp knife, cutting through a thick layer of skin and revealing countless unknown secrets.

"Song Siyao, how dare you disrespect my aunt! She is the Princess Consort of Ping!"

Before Princess Ping could speak, Jiang Yu spoke first, taking advantage of Princess Ping's influence to show off her power.

“I’m speaking to Princess Ping, Miss Jiang, what the hell are you interrupting for?” Song Si glared at Jiang Yu.

Given Song Siyao's status as the Princess Consort, Jiang Yu indeed had no right to interrupt.

Jiang looked embarrassed and turned to Princess Ping, hoping she would intervene.

Princess Ping pondered Song Siyao's words repeatedly. Soon, she suppressed her anger and a slight smile appeared on her face. She said gently, "Everyone has the right to tell the truth, but the truth is not necessarily correct. What Princess Youfeng said is just what you think is the truth. I have never cared about rumors from the outside world. I only follow my heart and do my best."

That's as good as saying nothing at all.

Princess Ping suffered a silent humiliation in public. She dared not get angry, for if she did, it would confirm what Song Siyao had said.

A surge of anger welled up inside her, making her face flush red with rage.

Song Siyao smiled. As expected, she was the unassuming Princess Consort of Ping.

"What the princess says is true. Everyone has discerning eyes and will be able to distinguish between truth and falsehood."

She looked at Princess Ping with a mocking gaze, as if to say: Princess Ping, do you think everyone will believe you just because you make a few excuses?

Princess Ping gritted her teeth, her fingers gripping the handkerchief with distinct knuckles, yet she still wore a polite smile.

Everyone was disappointed; they had thought they were going to see a good show.

As a result, Princess Ping was too tolerant, and the incident ended with her swallowing her humiliation.

However, how could Princess Ping allow herself to be wronged?

She wanted to get revenge on Song Siyao, and when the time was right, she would repay Song Siyao tenfold.

"Princess Youfeng, so you've come."

Just then, a maid in a green dress walked quickly toward Song Siyao, smiling and behaving gracefully.

She walked up to Song Siyao, bowed to her, and said calmly, "This servant is Sangye, the maid of the Princess Consort of Zhen. My wife has been suffering from headaches lately. Knowing that you, Princess, were coming to visit today, I told her to come out and see if you had arrived. If you have, please go and take a look at my wife."

"Miss Sangye, please lead the way." Song Siyao knew that Sangye had come to help her out of a predicament.

But how could the notoriously fierce Princess Consort of Zhen have trained such a well-mannered and proper maid?

“Princess Youfeng, please.” After saying this, Sangye bowed to the other guests and said politely, “Please come in, everyone. This servant will go and serve the Princess Consort first.”

She is a servant girl; if she speaks little, she is considered impolite; if she speaks too much, she is overstepping her bounds.

Her words and actions were just right.

As Song Siyao followed Sang Ye into the Prince's mansion, a ruthless glint flashed in Princess Ping's eyes. She then gave a few instructions to the maid beside her.

Today, she was determined to make Song Siyao suffer.

"Yu'er, let's go inside," said Princess Ping.

“Yes, Aunt.” Jiang Yu accompanied Princess Ping.

Prince Ping and Princess Ping walked side by side. From beginning to end, he did not utter a single word, and Princess Ping did not give him any glances.

The other guests also followed into the palace.

Princess Zhen's courtyard.

"Your Highness, Princess Youfeng has arrived," Sangye announced as she entered the room.

"Please come in quickly." As soon as the Princess Consort of Zhen finished speaking, Sang Ye returned and invited Song Siyao, "Princess Youfeng, please."

Song Siyao entered the room and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."

"You are Princess Youfeng? You are so beautiful." The Princess Consort of Zhen looked at Song Siyao with a friendly smile. "Seeing is believing, you are even more beautiful in person than in paintings."

"Your Highness is too kind." Song Siyao looked at the Princess Consort of Zhen. The Princess Consort of Zhen's face was very pale, and even with makeup, her sickly appearance was still visible.

However, even when she was sick, it did not affect her beauty and temperament at all.

It's a beauty that radiates from within, making people feel more and more comfortable the more they look at it.

"Thank you for your help earlier, Your Highness."

Song Siyao knew that Sang Ye's intervention to help her out must have been at the behest of the Princess Consort of Zhen.

Princess Zhen smiled slightly, knowing that Song Siyao was intelligent enough to have guessed it. "It was nothing, Princess, you don't need to worry about it. Besides, I won't allow outsiders to bully the girl that Pei'er has taken a liking to."

She only ordered Sangye to go out after hearing from a servant that Song Siyao and Princess Ping had quarreled.

She called Shen Pei "Pei'er".

Song Siyao recalled what Shen Pei had said last night: after his mother passed away, he was no longer favored, and everyone else avoided him. However, the Princess Consort of Zhen would always show concern for him when she returned to the capital every year.

Sometimes I would bring him new clothes, sometimes local specialties, and sometimes a blessed jade pendant.

Although Shen Pei had no shortage of these material things, the warmth given to him by the Princess Consort was something he rarely experienced.

He kept this care in his heart and was grateful for it.

When Shen Pei's mother was alive, the Princess Consort of Zhen was very close to her.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Song Siyao's thank you came from the bottom of her heart.

She thanked the Princess Consort of Zhen for the warmth she had given Shen Pei back then.

"Your Highness, let me take your pulse," Song Siyao said.

"it is good."

Princess Zhen extended her hand to Song Siyao, and Song Siyao's fingertips touched her wrist. In an instant, her heart turned cold.

"Princess, am I beyond saving?" Princess Zhen asked Song Siyao, her tone as calm as if she were asking what she would eat for her next meal.

Song Siyao looked up and saw that Sang Ye's eyes were already red.

“Your Highness, you don’t need to worry too much,” Song Siyao comforted her.

Princess Zhen still smiled, "Princess, you can tell the truth. There's no need to worry that I can't handle it. I know my own body."

"I had seen many doctors when I was in my fiefdom, and they all said the same thing: I was beyond saving and would not live more than a year."

"I invited you here today to see you in person. Once I see you, I'll feel at ease knowing that Pei'er will have you by his side. And once I see his mother, I'll have something to report. As for the medical treatment, I didn't have much hope to begin with. If you say there's no hope, then even a god couldn't save me."

"But if my lord asks, you must not tell the truth, or I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it."

Princess Zhen remained calm, only showing a slight ripple of emotion when mentioning Prince Zhen.