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

"I admire Miss Song's talent and would like to stay and learn from her."

Upon hearing Yan Wei's words, Shen Pei's pupils contracted. He felt that Yan Wei was lying and must have ulterior motives.

Feng Bai asked directly, "Young Master Yan, you are the number one talent in the Great Zhou Dynasty, do you still need to admire my master's talent?"

"Doctor Feng, don't you know how powerful your master is?" Yan Wei retorted.

Feng Bai thought for a moment and nodded, "My master is very powerful."

Even ten of the greatest talents of the Great Zhou Dynasty couldn't compare. He kept these thoughts to himself, worried about hurting Yan Wei's feelings. Little did he know, Yan Wei thought the same thing.

“That’s right, so it’s correct that I stayed to learn from Miss Song, isn’t it?” Yan Wei said in a light tone.

Feng Bai nodded in agreement.

Shen Pei looked at Feng Bai and Yan Wei, sensing something was amiss, and asked Yan Wei, "How do you know how powerful Doctor Feng's master is?"

Yan Wei remained unfazed. "The name of the Ghost Doctor is known throughout the land. Of course, Miss Song is very capable."

Shen Pei couldn't see any flaws, so he stopped questioning Yan Wei and instead asked Feng Bai, "Dr. Feng, where did you become Miss Song's apprentice?"

“Ferry Crossing in the Sandstorm,” Feng Bai said.

Shen Pei recalled that Feng Bai said he became Song Siyao's disciple four years ago, four years ago at Fengsha Ferry...

With war raging there, why would the Marquis of Zhenbei send his only daughter there to be raised in foster care?

He investigated the places where Song Siyao had been fostered before, but the people who had left reported back that they could not find the location where Song Siyao had been fostered.

How many secrets does Song Siyao still hold?

Shen Pei and the other two waited at the palace gate for a full hour before Song Siyao finally came out of the palace.

By this time, it was already dark.

"Your Highness, what are you all doing here?" Song Siyao looked at Shen Pei and the other two with surprise.

"I'll wait for you," Shen Pei replied.

"Wait for me to come up with something?" Song Siyao asked seriously.

Shen Pei replied earnestly, "It's nothing, I just wanted to wait for you."

Song Siyao looked into Shen Pei's eyes, and at that moment, his eyes seemed to be sparkling.

Before she could investigate further, Feng Bai appeared beside her. "Master, I have something to say."

"What is it?" Song Siyao asked.

"Master, I haven't seen you for two whole years. I want to talk to you and know where you've been these past two years? Why can't we find you?" Feng Bai blurted out all his thoughts.

Song Siyao made an excuse, "I'm busy."

She couldn't answer any of Feng Bai's questions, and not wanting to deceive her disciple, she simply refused to answer.

Feng Bai wasn't angry, as if he was already used to Song Siyao's way of speaking.

He smiled broadly, "When will Master be available?"

"I'll let you know when I have time," Song Siyao said.

"Yes, Master." Feng Bai knew that Song Siyao valued promises, and she would always keep her word.

Song Siyao's gaze finally fell on Yan Wei, who immediately straightened up, looking somewhat nervous.

However, Song Siyao ultimately said nothing. She only glanced at Yan Wei briefly before looking away.

Yan Wei felt a pang of disappointment.

As expected, Song Siyao didn't remember him either.

“Miss Song, I’ll escort you back to your residence,” Shen Pei offered.

“No need, the carriage in the manor is still waiting for me here.” Song Siyao refused without hesitation.

“I’m going that way anyway, and besides, I have something to tell you.” Shen Pei looked at Song Siyao with eager eyes.

"Yu Xiang, you get in the carriage and go first." Song Siyao had agreed.

"Yes, ma'am."

Song Siyao finally boarded Shen Pei's carriage and drove away gradually under the watchful eyes of Feng Bai and Yan Wei.

"Your Highness, what do you want to say to me?" Song Siyao asked Shen Pei, who was sitting opposite him.

Shen Pei handed over a piece of pastry, "Are you hungry? Have something to fill your stomach."

Today at the Empress's birthday banquet, he noticed that Song Siyao hadn't eaten much.

Later, she saved Consort Jia; she must have been starving.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Song Siyao didn't stand on ceremony; she was indeed hungry. "These pastries are so sweet."

Shen Pei smiled slightly. Once, when Song Siyao came to give him acupuncture, he noticed that she ate a few more pieces of sweet and sticky pastries, and he remembered her preference.

She really does like sweets.

"Your Highness, don't you dislike sweets?" Song Siyao asked in confusion.

People who usually go to the palace to attend banquets will prepare some pastries in their carriages in case they are not full and can have a snack while riding in the carriage.

Why did Shen Pei prepare food that he didn't like to eat?

"Perhaps the cook accidentally put in too much sugar," Shen Pei explained.

"Is the cook in the Prince's mansion so careless?" Song Siyao asked with a smile.

"Wei Xin!" Shen Pei called out to the outside.

"Your subordinate is here," Wei Xin replied.

"Go back and ask the cook what happened!" Shen Pei instructed.

"Yes, Your Highness." Wei Xin outside couldn't suppress his smile.

Your Highness, you specifically instructed the cook to add extra sugar.

"What did my father talk to you about? And why did it take so long?" Shen Pei was worried that Emperor Changlong suspected Song Siyao.

After all, Song Siyao's current identity cannot withstand close scrutiny.

“The Emperor said I have no one to rely on, and he will be my greatest support,” Song Siyao replied.

"What?" Shen Pei's gaze turned cold. "He's so old, what is he thinking!"

Seeing that Shen Pei had misunderstood, Song Siyao couldn't help but laugh, "What is Your Highness thinking? The Emperor said that he wants me to be the sharp sword in his hand."

"You agree?" Shen Pei asked.

“Yes, His Majesty is a rare and wise ruler. I am willing to be the sharp sword in his hand.” Song Siyao’s tone was sincere.

"How can you be so sure he's a wise ruler?" Shen Pei asked, handing Song Siyao a cup of hot tea as she finished eating.

"Your Highness, I can tell fortunes. Do you believe what I've calculated?" Song Siyao asked in return.

"letter."

I believe everything you say.

Seeing Shen Pei's serious expression, Song Siyao smiled, realizing that this aloof prince could be quite childlike at times.

As the two chatted and laughed, the carriage stopped in front of the Zhenbei Marquis's residence.

"Thank you for seeing me off, Your Highness."

"You're welcome, it's just on my way."

Song Siyao thanked Shen Pei and turned to enter the Marquis's residence.

Only after her figure disappeared from sight did Shen Pei instruct Wei Xin, "Return to the manor."

“Your Highness, the Marquis’s residence is in the south, and the Prince’s residence is in the east. They’re not on the same route,” Wei Xin couldn’t help but say.

"Too talkative." Shen Pei closed his eyes to rest, the image of Song Siyao appearing in his mind.

“Your Highness, I have noticed that you have changed,” Wei Xin said again.

"Really?" Shen Pei asked dismissively.

Wei Xin praised enthusiastically, "Yes, of course, Your Highness, you're like a living person now, full of life."

"Do you mean I wasn't a living person before?" Shen Pei asked.

“I…” Wei Xin slapped his own mouth. “Your Highness, please forgive me. Just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Shen Pei didn't reply. He fell into deep thought, wondering what his father wanted to do with Song Siyao.

He certainly knew that his father was a wise ruler, but he was also an ambitious monarch.

Throughout history, which monarch's feet were not piled high with bones?

In order to unify the country and dominate the world, monarchs can use any means necessary, and a human life is nothing in their eyes.

He couldn't control what his father did to others, but he couldn't touch Song Siyao.

This is his bottom line!