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

"I accept it!"

Meng Zhanting looked at Song Siyao and smiled. His eyes were sinister, and the blood at the corner of his mouth made his smile even more ferocious.

"Song Siyao, from this day forward, you are a woman I, Meng Zhanting, no longer want. Get out of the General's Mansion immediately!"

"Yu Xiang, have the workers you hired arrived yet?" Song Siyao asked.

"Miss, the workers are already waiting at the door, just waiting for your instructions," Yu Xiang replied.

"Let them in and start construction!" Song Siyao's eyes were as cold as frost.

"Yes, ma'am."

Yu Xiang went out to invite the workers, and Song Siyao came to Yan Bo'an and bowed slightly, "I have troubled you today, Uncle. I will come to thank you another day."

Seeing that Song Siyao exuded the demeanor of a daughter of a military family in every gesture, Yan Bo'an felt a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

He gently helped Song Siyao up, accepting half of her bow.

"What I did today was my duty. Not to mention you, even if any other strange woman encountered a husband like this, I would have taken action. But why did you only tell me about this great injustice yesterday?"

“I only discovered his true colors yesterday,” Song Siyao said.

Yan Bo'an looked at Song Siyao with concern, "Do you need my help with the rest?"

"No need for now, thank you for your trouble, Uncle."

"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. If you need anything, feel free to come to the Minister's residence to find me anytime. Your father has been kind to me, so you don't need to stand on ceremony with me."

One year, when Yan Bo'an was on a mission outside the capital, he was murdered on the way, and all his attendants were killed. Just when he was in imminent danger, the Marquis of Zhenbei appeared and saved his life.

He will always remember this kindness.

Song Siyao wrote to him because she knew that her father had once saved him.

Of course, her decision to sever ties with Meng Zhanting was a matter for Yan Bo'an to handle.

Moreover, Yan Bo'an himself was an upright and incorruptible person.

"Thank you, Uncle. Please go ahead," Song Siyao said.

Yan Bo'an nodded and left. Today was the first time he had met Song Siyao, but his intuition told him that Song Siyao was not simple.

With the matter of severing ties resolved, Song Siyao was no longer a member of the General's Mansion, and the General's Mansion could no longer do anything to her, so he left with peace of mind.

At the same time, Yu Xiang brought in a group of workers.

"Song Siyao, what are you going to do?" Meng Zhanting looked at the workers holding tools and had a bad feeling.

"Meng Zhanting, you can forget about touching a single brick or tile that belongs to me, Song Siyao!"

Song Siyao coldly ordered, "Tear down the courtyard! Don't leave them a single tile!"

"Yes!" The workers all started working in unison.

"Stop! Song Siyao, this is the courtyard of my General's Mansion. What right do you have to demolish it?" Meng Zhanting questioned.

Song Yu'er had told him more than once that the courtyard was very beautiful, that she liked it very much, and that she wanted to live here in the future, to be with him forever, and to have a bunch of children.

Song Siyao sneered, "Your general's mansion courtyard? Meng Zhanting, you're really addicted to forcibly taking other people's things!"

When Meng Zhanting went to the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion to ask for Song Siyao's hand in marriage, he promised the Zhenbei Marquis's wife that he would love only Song Siyao forever and that Song Siyao would be the only woman in his life.

To show his sincerity, he wanted to build a separate courtyard for Song Siyao, exactly the same as the one Song Siyao lived in at the Zhenbei Marquis's residence.

He said that Song Siyao is blind and he was worried that she would not be used to the new place. If the layout of the courtyard was the same, it would be much easier for her to move around.

Lady Zhenbei was pleased to see how thoughtful he was in considering Song Siyao's needs.

Building a new courtyard would cost a lot of money. Considering Meng Zhanting's needs, the Lady of Zhenbei Marquis decided to reduce the expenses of the General's Mansion. She would pay for the project herself, but publicly it would be said to be Meng Zhanting's idea.

“Song Siyao, if I say this courtyard belongs to the General’s Mansion, then it belongs to the General’s Mansion!”

Few people knew that the Lady of Zhenbei had given money back then, and now that she was dead, Meng Zhanting figured no one else could provide any evidence, so he was perfectly justified.

"Yu Xiang, give him the evidence!" Song Siyao ordered.

Yu Xiang presented the evidence to Meng Zhanting, saying, "Vice Commander Meng, look carefully. This is proof that my young lady's mother paid the money. It has the signatures and fingerprints of the workers and the seller."

Meng Zhanting grabbed the document and read it. Sure enough, it was true. He looked at Song Siyao, smashed the document on the ground, and sneered, "What an upright and honorable Zhenbei Marquis's mansion! So you were already on guard against me all along. You were the ones who were dishonest first. You are the ones who have wronged me! Everything today is your fault!"

"Meng Zhanting, you just said that you went to the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion to ask for my dowry in the first place, so why are you turning around and accusing me now?"

Song Siyao's voice was cold and sharp, leaving Meng Zhanting speechless.

Lady Zhenbei was an upright woman, but since she only had her daughter Song Siyao left, she naturally had to consider her future, so she left this written agreement.

This written agreement was obtained by Yu Xiang from the Lady of Ding'an Marquis.

If Meng Zhanting had not let Song Siyao down, then this written agreement would never have existed.

"Meng Zhanting, greed knows no bounds, and those who do many unrighteous deeds will surely perish! Get out!" Song Siyao shouted.

"Song Siyao, you'll regret this. I'll be waiting for you to come begging to me!" Meng Zhanting felt that staying here any longer would only bring him humiliation. He made these harsh words and dragged his injured body out of the courtyard unwillingly.

Several hours later, the courtyard became an open space, and Song Siyao left the general's mansion openly with her dowry.

As she approached the door, she saw a familiar figure—it was the eldest madam.

"Yaoyao." The old lady looked at Song Siyao with a face full of guilt, "You're leaving already?"

"Yes, Auntie, please take care." Song Siyao heard Hongshao say that in the entire General's Mansion, only the First Madam was truly sincere towards her.

"It's the General's Mansion that has wronged you. Let bygones be bygones. From now on, live a good life," the eldest madam comforted her.

"Thank you, aunt."

"Let's go, don't look back, look ahead." The old lady smiled through her tears, thinking to herself that the second branch of the family had lost a treasure.

Meng Zhanting actually wants to marry Song Yu'er. She knows some things about Song Yu'er, and Meng Zhanting will regret it in the future.

From now on, the General's Mansion will likely become increasingly unsettled.

After bidding farewell to the matriarch, Song Siyao stepped out of the General's Mansion, boarded the carriage, and headed towards the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence.

Upon arriving at the gate of the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence, they found the gate tightly shut, with not even a gatekeeper in sight.

“Miss, they did this on purpose. Who keeps their front door tightly shut in broad daylight? They must have known you were coming back today and are deliberately preventing you from entering.”

Hong Shao sat in her wheelchair, her face full of anger.

"This is my home. They have no right to stop me from entering." Song Siyao's gaze was icy. "Yu Xiang, go knock on the door!"

"Yes." Yu Xiang stepped forward and knocked for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Finally, the door slowly opened from the inside, and a fierce voice followed.