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

"roll!"

Before Wei Xin could finish speaking, Shen Pei scolded him, and he quickly replied, "Yes, Your Highness."

Then he turned and left, his movements as fluid as flowing water, faster than a rabbit, leaving space for Shen Pei and Song Siyao.

Song Siyao looked at Shen Pei and saw that large beads of sweat were seeping from his forehead. He couldn't put any weight on his legs and it was indeed very painful to maintain this position.

"Your Highness, please don't move, let me help you."

After Song Siyao finished speaking, she wrapped her arms around Shen Pei's waist, used her strength, and rolled over to pin Shen Pei down.

"Miss Song, are you sure you want to help me up?"

Shen Pei's voice was low and trembling. He couldn't exert any strength while flipping up and down like this, and his face was flushed with exhaustion, his heart pounding.

"determine."

Song Siyao was very serious. To protect Shen Pei, she held Shen Pei's head with one hand and his waist with the other.

Their faces were even closer than before, so close that Song Siyao could see her own reflection in Shen Pei's eyes.

As Shen Pei looked at Song Siyao's long eyelashes and delicate, fair skin, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

"Miss Song, shall we get up?"

He's a normal man.

"Yes," Song Siyao said. "Don't move, I'll do it."

Wei Xin, who had already gone out, worried that people inside might need his help, so he turned back.

He had just reached the door when he heard Song Siyao say those words. His gaze fell on Song Siyao and Shen Pei, and he was completely stunned.

Shen Pei's head rested in Song Siyao's palm, his straight and slender legs were naturally flat, and his hands were naturally outstretched.

Song Siyao pressed down on him, her domineering yet tender demeanor mingling with her gentleness.

Shen Pei's posture seemed forced, but his expression appeared quite comfortable.

In just a few moments, how did they change their posture?

Was it because you weren't satisfied with the position you were in just now?

He never imagined that his aloof and domineering prince would actually enjoy being on the bottom.

It's not that Wei Xin's thoughts are impure; it's that Song Siyao and Shen Pei's actions are too ambiguous, and anyone would misunderstand at first glance.

Wei Xin's mind raced, and hesitantly asked, "You...you guys haven't finished yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Siyao and Shen Pei both turned to look at him.

He realized something was wrong and immediately said, "I'm leaving, I'm leaving right now!"

Wei Xin really wanted to slap himself twice. Why did he turn back?

He realized that with Song Siyao around, he was superfluous.

"Your Highness, I shall begin," Song Siyao said.

"I'm ready, come on." Shen Pei felt Song Siyao's hand on his waist begin to tighten.

Song Siyao used her internal energy to pick up Shen Pei and then walked towards the chair.

This was the first time Shen Pei had ever been so intimate with a woman. Moreover, this dignified eight-foot-tall man was being hugged by a woman, and even carried around. His cheeks flushed crimson, all the way to the back of his ears.

"Miss Song, I can get down and walk by myself."

"Is Your Highness trying to ruin my reputation?" Song Siyao asked.

Shen Pei, puzzled, put his arm around Song Siyao's neck and asked, "What makes you say that, Miss Song?"

“After what just happened, Your Highness’s leg absolutely cannot touch the ground right now. If it does, the bone will shatter, and all my previous efforts will be in vain. If outsiders find out, won’t they say my medical skills are incompetent?”

Upon hearing this, Shen Pei felt that Song Siyao's words made some sense, so he let Song Siyao hold him.

Song Siyao placed Shen Pei on a chair, looked at his flushed face, and teased him, "Is Your Highness shy?"

Shen Pei felt uneasy, but pretended to be calm. "No, it's hot."

Song Siyao glanced at the ice in the room, smiled faintly, and did not expose Shen Pei's lie.

"Your Highness, you must be careful in the future. Don't rush to stand up, or you might injure your bones and all your efforts will be in vain."

"I was too anxious."

Shen Pei's tone was low and somber. He had once been a formidable figure on the battlefield, but now he could only get around in a wheelchair. How could he not be anxious?

"Miss Song, how does the Soul-Devouring Gu you mentioned usually poison people? I've been investigating for several days, but I haven't found any clues about who poisoned them."

“This poison can only enter the body through food. Your Highness can start by targeting those who have access to your food,” Song Siyao said.

“I was injured five years ago. You said I was poisoned before I was injured. How far back in time does that poisoning occur?” Shen Pei asked.

“One year,” Song Siyao replied.

Shen Pei fell into deep thought; then he must have been poisoned six years ago.

Six years ago, Shen Pei frowned and fell into deep thought.

At this time, at General Meng's residence.

"Fourth Master, what do we do now? The best doctors in the world won't come, the medicine is all gone, and the doctors at other clinics can't cure Mother's illness. If we don't call a doctor soon, Mother might... might..."

Madam Luo was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. Now that she was in charge of managing the household affairs, she couldn't get a doctor. If something happened to Madam Meng, everyone would definitely blame her.

She was terrified. She suffered mistreatment at her husband's family home, and she didn't have a good time even when she returned to her parents' home.

Meng Zhanting was burning with anger, his cheeks aching from the pulling. He clenched his fists, unsure of what to do.

"Fourth brother, you make a decision." Meng Zhanheng looked at Meng Zhanting, who, although the older brother, was not involved in any affairs.

“Ting’er, you can’t stay silent. Your mother’s illness can’t wait.” Editor Meng’s face was full of worry. Among their family members, Meng Zhanting had the highest official position. Although he was the youngest, he had to make the decisions in everything.

After taking the last pill that day, Madam Meng's condition improved, but it worsened again after a few days. Today, she fainted upon hearing that Meng Zhanting had failed to be promoted.

Meng Zhanting looked at Luo Shi and said, "Third sister-in-law, go find Song Siyao."

Luo looked up, puzzled, and asked, "Does Miss Song have a solution?"

"You'll find out when you go to her." Meng Zhanting didn't know what relationship Song Siyao had with Yi Tianxia. He only knew that since Song Siyao left the General's Mansion, Yi Tianxia had stopped treating his mother.

"What if Miss Song refuses to help?" Madam Luo was unsure and wanted to find out first.

"Just go when I tell you to, stop with the nonsense!" Luo Zhanheng glared at Luo Shi.

Luo pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Third brother's wife, you should go quickly, your mother's illness can't wait," Editor Meng urged.

Madam Luo looked around. No one in the room had moved. She didn't seem like the third wife of the general's mansion at all; she seemed more like a servant.

"I'll go right away."

With tears in her eyes, Madam Luo ran out and got into the carriage. Dou Dou asked, "Madam, are we really going to find Miss Song the Second?"

"What else can I do if I don't go?" Madam Luo said helplessly. "Unless I don't want to be the third wife of the Meng family."

“But we weren’t close to Miss Song when she was at the General’s Mansion. We don’t know if she’ll even acknowledge us when we go to see her this time,” Dou Dou said with a worried expression.

"They knew that Miss Song wouldn't pay any attention to the people from the General's Mansion, so they sent me there."

As soon as Luo finished speaking, she started crying again.

She could understand that Meng Zhanting and Meng Bianxiu were making things difficult for her, but Meng Zhanheng, as her husband, did not protect her at all. If she hadn't given birth to a son for the General's Mansion, her fate would have been worse than Song Siyao's.

The master and servant arrived at the main gate of the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion while they were talking.

At this moment, Song Siyao had just returned from the Ling Prince's residence, and she hadn't even finished a cup of tea after sitting down.

Yu Xiang came in to report, "Miss, Madam Luo, the Third Madam of Meng, has arrived."