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

"I can heal your leg!"

As soon as Song Siyao finished speaking, Shen Pei and Doctor Feng both turned to look at her.

"Ayan?"

Shen Pei called out, but then seemed to remember something, and a fleeting look of sadness and loss crossed his face.

"Are you Ayan's sister?"

Song Siyao replied, "Yes, Your Highness, I am Song Siyao."

Song Siyan was Song Siyao's twin brother. He died on the battlefield in the northern desert a year ago.

Shen Pei felt as if his heart was being pierced by needles when he thought of that young general who had amazed the entire land, but his face remained calm.

"Miss Song, when did you learn medicine?" Shen Pei didn't call her Madam Meng because of his relationship with Song Siyan.

After all the men of the Zhenbei Marquis lineage died on the battlefield, the Marquis's wife brought their only bloodline, Song Siyao, back to the capital. The entire capital knew that when Song Siyao returned to the capital, she was blind and deaf, and her intelligence was like that of a three-year-old child.

“A long time ago,” Song Siyao said.

Looking at the face that was exactly the same as Song Siyan's, Shen Pei felt a strange sense of trust.

Song Siyao grew up outside after birth, so it's likely that she learned her medical skills there.

"I trust you. When can you treat my leg?"

"Wait a few days, I have some personal matters to attend to," Song Siyao replied.

Shen Pei said calmly, "Come to the Prince's residence to see me after you've dealt with this."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As Song Siyao watched Shen Pei board the carriage, she was about to turn around and enter the Medical World when Doctor Feng called her back.

"Miss Song the Second".

"Is something wrong?"

"Have we met somewhere before?" Doctor Feng stared at Song Siyao's face, which was exactly the same as the face he remembered.

“I’ve never seen it before,” Song Siyao said firmly.

"I was being presumptuous." Doctor Feng cupped his hands in respect. The entire Zhenbei Marquis family were heroes, and he held the only bloodline of the Zhenbei Marquis in high esteem.

Song Siyao nodded slightly and stepped into the clinic.

Inside the carriage, the personal guard Wei Xin asked Shen Pei, "Your Highness, do you really want Miss Song to treat your leg?"

"Why not?" Shen Pei placed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and sat up straight.

“Everyone knows that Miss Song has intellectual disabilities. How could someone like that know medicine? Besides, even Doctor Feng can't cure your leg. Our only hope now is Doctor Feng's master. I'm worried that if Miss Song can't cure her leg, it will harm the Prince instead,” Wei Xin explained.

"You said that Doctor Feng's master is our only hope. If we can't find his master in this lifetime, will my legs be crippled for the rest of my life?"

Shen Pei continued, "Ayan's sister is not a reckless person. Rather than waiting for a vague hope, let her give it a try."

"Wei Xin, investigate immediately how Miss Song's health suddenly improved."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Shen Pei's carriage did not return to the Prince's Mansion, but instead headed in the opposite direction, finally stopping in front of the residence of Yan Bo'an, the Minister of Revenue.

Shen Pei stepped out of the carriage. Just then, Yu Xiang finished delivering the letter and left. The two walked away from each other, about three feet apart.

Yan Wei, the only son of the Minister of Revenue, stood at the door to greet Shen Pei and gave him a standard bow.

"I've met the prince."

Shen Pei nodded slightly. He had come to the Minister's residence today because he had arranged to meet Yan Wei beforehand.

"Is Young Master Yan busy?" Shen Pei saw the letter in Yan Wei's hand.

"No rush, I'm waiting for Your Highness. This letter is from Madam Meng to my father, not to me." Yan Wei, dressed in a blue robe, was exceptionally handsome.

"Why would Miss Song write a letter to Minister Yan?" Shen Pei asked directly, as he was close to Yan Wei.

He had just run into Song Siyao on the medical website, and the letter was delivered by a maid from the Marquis of Ding'an's residence.

"I was just about to deliver the letter to my father's study. Would Your Highness please come with me?"

Yan Wei knew that Shen Pei had a close relationship with the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion, and especially admired Song Siyan, so it was only natural that he would care about the only bloodline of the Zhenbei Marquis.

Shen Pei nodded.

The two arrived at Yan Bo'an's study, and Yan Wei handed him the letter, saying, "Father, this is a letter from Madam Meng Si to you."

"Madam Meng the Fourth?" Yan Bo'an knew that Madam Meng the Fourth was Song Siyao. As the Minister of Revenue, he naturally knew what Song Siyao's situation was.

"The letter was delivered by a maidservant from the Lady of Ding'an. She said that Lady Meng instructed that you, Father, must read the letter in person," Yan Wei said.

Yan Bo'an had already unfolded the letter. He quickly skimmed through it, his face instantly contorted with rage. He slammed the letter down on the table and roared, "That Meng Zhanting is a real scoundrel!"

"Father, what did the letter say?" Yan Wei asked.

"Miss Song is severing ties with Meng Zhanting!" Yan Bo'an was furious. He never expected that Song Siyao, the only surviving member of the Zhenbei Marquis family, would suffer such humiliation. Moreover, the person who humiliated her was her husband, Meng Zhanting, who was also a military general.

He didn't even want to call Song Siyao "Fourth Madam Meng" anymore.

"A complete break? The government forcibly ordered the couple to divorce. What happened between them?" Yan Wei asked.

"You'll know when you go to the General's Mansion tomorrow," Yan Bo'an said.

Shen Pei's slender fingers had distinct knuckles. Song Siyao even used the term "severing ties" (a euphemism for a complete break). What enormous injustice had she suffered?

When Song Siyao returned to the general's mansion after buying the medicine, it was already dark.

She prepared the medicinal herbs into pills and ointments. She gave the pills to Hongshao to take, and applied the ointments to the injured areas on her legs.

Meng Zhanting was injured today, and the two old ladies fainted from anger. They are too busy taking care of themselves to bother Song Siyao.

After a good night's sleep, as dawn broke, Meng Zhanting arrived in a menacing manner.

"Song Siyao, what do you mean? Are you trying to kill my mother?"

Song Siyao had just finished breakfast. Her gaze swept over Meng Zhanting, and she said in a nonchalant tone, "It was Song Yu'er's mother who wanted to harm your mother, not me."

"Song Siyao, you are so vicious. Yu'er is so kind. Why do you have to involve her in our affairs?" Meng Zhanting said with disgust.

"Is she kind? Yesterday, your mother was so angered by her mother that she fainted, and she didn't linger for a moment. She turned around and went home with her parents. Meng Zhanting, you and your family are nothing more than that in her eyes." Song Siyao said sarcastically.

Meng Zhanting felt somewhat dissatisfied when he recalled Song Yu'er's resolute departure yesterday.

However, he quickly found a suitable reason for Song Yu'er: after what happened yesterday, Song Yu'er must have spoken well of him by going back with her parents.

"Song Siyao, don't try to sow discord!"

Meng Zhanting said angrily, "You are the culprit that my mother fainted. If you had agreed to arrange the wedding, how could my mother and Madam Song have had a conflict?"

He grew angrier as he spoke, “You know perfectly well that my mother’s medicine costs a lot of money every month, yet you’ve already put away her dowry. Last night you didn’t even go to her bedside to serve her, and today you’re cutting off her life-saving medicine! Song Siyao, you’re a wicked woman, a murderer!”