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

Mentioning the position of commander felt like a knife had been plunged into Meng Zhanting's heart.

"Yu'er, the imperial decree has come down, and I haven't been promoted to commander." "What did you say? Say it again!" Song Yu'er heard it, but she couldn't believe it.

"The commander is someone else; I am still the deputy commander," Meng Zhanting explained patiently.

"How could you not be the commander? Didn't you say you were absolutely certain? You were lying to me before, weren't you?"

Song Yu'er bombarded him with a barrage of questions, leaving Meng Zhanting looking displeased.

The former Song Yu'er was gentle, understanding, and indifferent to fame and fortune. She was willing to stay by his side without even asking for any title.

Meng Zhanting thought that Song Yu'er would comfort him for not getting the position of commander, but instead he was questioned.

"Don't you know whether I'm lying to you or not? For you, I abandoned Song Siyao and even lost the title behind her. What more do you want from me?"

"Meng Zhanting, are you saying it's all my fault? Have you forgotten what happened back then..."

"Sister, stop talking." Song Wenwu walked over to stop her. Passersby were watching the commotion, and they couldn't bear to lose face like this.

"Brother Ting, don't be angry. I was wrong just now. I was in a bad mood after I got out." Song Yu'er began to compromise. Now that she had been to prison, she was no longer the high-and-mighty noble lady she once was.

Meng Zhanting wasn't completely indifferent to Song Yu'er, but he simply couldn't comfort her the way he used to.

"I have nothing to say. Think what you want."

Meng Zhanting said a few words and turned to leave.

"Brother Ting! Meng Zhanting!" Song Yu'er shouted.

Meng Zhanting didn't even turn his head.

"Brother, has he changed his mind?" Song Yu'er asked Song Wenwu, her eyes full of worry.

"Sister, you should get engaged soon. Only after you formally bow to each other will you be a real couple," Song Wenwu reminded her.

Men understand men best.

Song Yu'er took these words to heart. Husband, husband, within a ten-foot radius is husband. She wanted to hold Meng Zhanting firmly in her grasp.

When the brother and sister entered the mansion, Old Madam Song was already waiting in the front hall.

"Mother!" Song Yu'er rushed over and knelt before Old Madam Song, tears streaming down her face.

"My child, you've suffered so much." Old Madam Song helped Song Yu'er up and stroked her face. "Let your mother see, my Yu'er has become so thin."

"Mother, you have no idea how smelly and filthy it was in there. There were rats too. I almost died in there." Song Yu'er still feels lingering fear when she thinks back on it.

"Yu'er, don't be afraid, I will definitely get revenge for all the grievances you've suffered!" Old Madam Song said through gritted teeth.

"Mother, have you thought of a way to deal with Song Siyao?" Song Yu'er asked in surprise.

“In a few days, it will be Her Majesty the Empress’s birthday. I will take her to the palace with me. There are many rules in the palace. She grew up in the countryside and does not know the rules. If she makes a mistake and angers Her Majesty the Empress, no one will be able to save her!” Old Madam Song said with a vicious look on her face.

Song Yu'er recalled the imperial edict from earlier, "Mother, the Emperor just decreed that Song Siyao's future husband can inherit the title, and if she doesn't marry, she can inherit the title herself. The Emperor values ​​her so much, if he protects her in the future, even the Empress will be helpless."

"What if she committed a crime that even the Emperor cannot forgive?" Old Madam Song's voice was cold.

"Mother, what do you mean...?"

"Don't ask any more questions. Just wait patiently to see Song Siyao make a fool of herself and get punished." The thought of that scene filled Old Madam Song with immense pleasure.

"Mother, while I was inside, did the General's Mansion come to propose marriage?" Song Yu'er asked.

"No." Old Madam Song saw through Song Yu'er's thoughts and knew her worries. "Yu'er, don't be afraid. They can't escape this matter."

“Mother, I’m worried that things might change if we wait too long. Meng Zhanting is now thinking about getting back together with Song Siyao.” Song Yu’er said with a look of resentment.

Madam Song was furious. "I knew long ago that Meng Zhanting was no good. If he dares to get back together with Song Siyao, I will risk my life to make him pay."

After thinking for a moment, she made up her mind, "Yu'er, I will arrange the engagement. You will go to the palace with Song Siyao as Meng Zhanting's fiancée to attend the Empress's birthday banquet."

"Yes, Mother." Song Yu'er said with joy and anticipation, "Mother, I want to practice the zither. At the Empress's birthday banquet, I want to make everyone look at me with new eyes!"

Especially Song Siyao, she wanted to firmly trample Song Siyao under her feet.

She knew her reputation was ruined, and now she could only rely on her talent to get back on her feet.

She wanted everyone to know that she, Song Yu'er, would never admit defeat!

While the mother and daughter were plotting against Song Siyao, Song Siyao had already arrived at the Ling Prince's residence.

"Your Highness, how are you feeling today?" When Song Siyao arrived at Shen Pei's courtyard, Shen Pei was alone, working on a chess game.

"very good."

Shen Pei put down the chess piece in his hand, looked up at Song Siyao, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, which had been frozen for a thousand years.

Song Siyao reached out and touched Shen Pei's leg. "It's recovering quite well."

“After you left yesterday, I practiced standing up again. Look.” Shen Pei stood up, supporting himself on the chessboard. He spread his arms to maintain his balance and looked at Song Siyao tenderly.

Just then, his leg slipped, and he lost his balance, falling forward.

Song Siyao quickly stepped forward to support him.

Unexpectedly, his hand touched the chessboard, the chess pieces were knocked to the ground, and Song Siyao stepped on one of the pieces, slipping.

With her martial arts skills, she could easily push Shen Pei away and stand up unharmed.

But if he did that, Shen Pei's legs would be unable to exert any force and would definitely break.

To protect Shen Pei, she had to fall backward, using her own body weight to cushion Shen Pei's weight.

With two loud "bangs!", Song Si collapsed to the ground.

Shen Pei collapsed onto Song Siyao.

"Your Highness, the fruit that Miss Song likes to eat has arrived..."

Just then, Wei Xin, who had gone to get the fruit, returned. He saw Shen Pei lying on top of Song Siyao, his hands supporting him on the ground, his knees on the ground, his head slightly lowered, gazing at Song Siyao.

Their faces were so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Actually, Shen Pei wanted to protect Song Siyao, and this action could reduce physical contact with Song Siyao.

But Wei Xin was unaware of the truth; in his eyes, Shen Pei and Song Siyao's actions were far too ambiguous.

He quickly held the fruit plate in one hand and covered his face with the other, peeking out from between his fingers.

"Your Highness, would you like me to help you to bed?" Wei Xin asked tentatively.

He was secretly delighted; the iron tree prince, who had never blossomed in ten thousand years, had finally come to his senses.

At this moment, he could already imagine the scenes of playing with the young prince and princess in the future.