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

Song Siyao once thought that Meng Zhanting was just a jerk in relationships, but he had military merits and had done his part in protecting his country, so at least he could be called a human being.

But hearing Meng Zhanting's words at this moment completely refreshed her understanding and was unbelievable.

Meng Zhanting has character flaws.

"Meng Zhanting, you're disgusting." Song Siyao said with disgust.

Even though Meng Zhanting was only three feet away from Song Siyao, he could still smell her disgust towards him.

Even if he doesn't become the commander-in-chief, he'll still be the deputy commander-in-chief, with military merits, and he can support his family with a salary from the imperial court.

Who is Song Siyao?

He was a pathetic creature who lived off his father and brothers' military achievements and depended on others.

That is to say, she has now regained her intelligence. If she were still like before, no one would even look at her properly when she walks down the street.

Feeling deeply humiliated, Meng Zhanting flew into a rage, his tone sharp and sarcastic, "Song Siyao, you're not worthy to disgust me. Only I can disgust you. Don't forget, if I hadn't married you, no one would have wanted to marry a fool like you!"

"You should thank me, at least you've been married once."

Meng Zhanting looked Song Siyao up and down. Since leaving him, Song Siyao had become more and more beautiful. He had to admit that even Song Yu'er paled in comparison when standing in front of her.

But the more this happened, the more dissatisfied he became.

“Song Siyao, you’re a divorced woman now, no one wants to marry you anymore. Why don’t you try to please me and use your father’s and brothers’ merits to find me a job…”

boom!

Song Siyao raised her leg and kicked Meng Zhanting. Meng Zhanting was caught off guard and crashed into the carriage. He saw stars and spat out blood.

However, Song Siyao had no intention of letting him go.

She grabbed Meng Zhanting by the collar and lifted him up, slapping him more than ten times, left and right, until his face swelled up like a bun, unrecognizable even to his own father.

Meng Zhanting wanted to resist, but he couldn't. He was shocked by Song Siyao's strength and was completely overwhelmed.

"Meng Zhanting, I warned you not to provoke me. Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

Just as Song Siyao was about to make another move, Wang Fu's voice suddenly rang out.

"Miss Song the Second!"

Song Siyao put away her fist and looked at Wang Fu, "Eunuch Wang, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to deliver an imperial edict."

Wang Fu's gaze fell on Meng Zhanting. If he hadn't seen Meng Zhanting in this outfit when he went to deliver the imperial decree earlier, he wouldn't have recognized him.

He asked, "Where did you bump into, Deputy Commander Meng? How can you be so careless while walking?"

"Eunuch Wang, I didn't hit it, it was..."

"How much wine did Vice Commander Meng drink before he fell like that?" Eunuch Wang didn't give Meng Zhanting a chance to explain.

"I……"

"Alright, Deputy Commander Meng, I'm going to read the imperial edict now. Be careful when you walk next time." Eunuch Wang's seemingly kind reminder already revealed his attitude: he believed that Meng Zhanting's injury was self-inflicted.

Meng Zhanting was completely bewildered. How could all his injuries be attributed to a fall?

He didn't believe that Eunuch Wang hadn't seen it; Eunuch Wang was clearly biased towards Song Siyao.

According to the imperial law, Song Siyao held no official position, while he was an official appointed by the imperial court. Song Siyao was to be imprisoned for assaulting him.

However, before he could even voice his request, Eunuch Wang summoned Song Siyao to receive the imperial decree.

"Miss Song, please accept the imperial decree."

"Yes."

Song Siyao knelt down, and Eunuch Wang continued reading, "Song Siyao, daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei, is intelligent, quick-witted, decisive, and courageous. She has now returned home. In the future, no matter who she marries, her husband can inherit the title of Marquis of Zhenbei, which can be passed down for three generations. If she does not marry, she can also inherit the title herself. If she finds someone she loves in the future, I will grant her a marriage. I hope she will think carefully before marrying and not be blinded again. This is my decree."

"Your Majesty, I accept the decree and thank you for your great favor." Song Siyao was moved. This imperial decree was also Emperor Changlong's way of comforting the spirits of her father and brothers in heaven. Emperor Changlong had not forgotten her father and brothers.

"Congratulations, Miss Song. From now on, whether you stay at home or find new happiness, you will enjoy endless wealth and honor."

Wang Fu handed the imperial edict to Song Siyao, thinking to himself, "My benefactor, you can rest assured now."

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Song Siyao accepted the imperial edict.

“Miss Song, I have returned to the palace to report to the Emperor,” said Eunuch Wang.

"Thank you, Eunuch Wang."

Before leaving, Eunuch Wang glanced at Meng Zhanting, a hint of coldness creeping onto his lips, before turning and departing.

Upon hearing the imperial edict, Meng Zhanting felt a mix of emotions: regret, jealousy, pain, and resentment...

He originally thought that Song Siyao would have a hard time getting married after leaving him, but he didn't expect that the person who marries Song Siyao could inherit the title. Wouldn't the people who want to marry Song Siyao be lined up?

Moreover, Emperor Changlong's actions were a slap in the face to him, an accusation that he had blinded and deceived Song Siyao.

This imperial edict came at the worst possible time. If he had known earlier that marrying Song Siyao would grant him a hereditary title, even if Song Siyao were an idiot, he would have treated her like an ancestor.

However, he still has a chance, after all, he and Song Siyao were once husband and wife, and Song Siyao must still have feelings for him.

Thinking of this, he knelt down in front of Song Siyao with a thud, looked up at her with a devout gaze and a pleading tone.

"Yaoyao, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I was blind before and didn't cherish you. Let's get back together."

"Get lost!" Song Siyao said without any politeness.

"Meng Zhanting!"

Just then, a voice came from not far away; it was Song Yu'er, who had just been released from prison after serving ten days.

Song Yu'er was brought back by Song Wenwu himself.

After her release from prison, she did not go home immediately, but instead took a bath and dressed up at the inn before returning.

As soon as she got off the carriage, she heard Meng Zhanting asking Song Siyao to get back together with him, which was like a bolt from the blue for her.

"Song Siyao, you are shameless. You actually tried to seduce Brother Ting when I wasn't around. Give up on that idea. Brother Ting will never be interested in you."

Unable to face Meng Zhanting's change of heart, Song Yu'er vented her anger on Song Siyao.

"Keep your dog under control, don't let it roam around biting people, or you'll get beaten to death!" Song Siyao scolded.

"You!" Song Yu'er was so angry she couldn't speak.

"Yu'er, why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I could have come to pick you up." Seeing that Song Yu'er and Song Siyao were arguing, Meng Zhanting realized that now was not the best time to make peace, so he temporarily gave up.

"Will you still come to pick me up? Didn't you just want to get back together with Song Siyao?" Song Yu'er asked angrily.

Song Siyao had no interest in listening to their argument. She got into the carriage, which headed towards the Ling Prince's residence.

Once the carriage had disappeared from sight, and to make sure Song Siyao wouldn't hear him, Meng Zhanting gazed affectionately at Song Yu'er as he explained.

“Who cares about getting back together with her? My heart belongs only to you. I said those words just now because the Emperor decreed that marrying her would allow one to inherit a title. Yu’er, as long as I inherit the title, I will divorce her immediately. Moreover, this marquisate can be passed down for three generations, and our sons and grandsons can inherit it in the future.”

Song Yu'er clenched her fists tightly, she was insanely jealous, "Brother Ting, we don't care about her marquis title. Anyway, you'll be a commander soon. If you make more military achievements in the future, we'll earn the title ourselves."

It wasn't that she was proud enough to look down on Song Siyao's marquisate, but rather that she worried Meng Zhanting would abandon her after marrying Song Siyao.