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

"Father, Miss Song has refused us," Su Yizhou reported to Grand Tutor Su, bowing respectfully.

Grand Tutor Su replied calmly, "As expected."

"Father, did you know all along that she would reject us?" Su Yizhou asked.

“If she were so easily won over by us, how could the emperor have chosen her?” Grand Tutor Su countered with a question, a shrewd glint in his eyes.

Su Yizhou was delighted upon hearing this, "Father, is there any news about the conversation between the Emperor and Miss Song last night?"

"We can only find out a little bit. Eunuch Wang has been guarding the door the whole time. Our people can't get too close, lest we be exposed."

With an ambiguous expression in his eyes, Su Taifu said, “Song Siyao does indeed possess the spirit, ability, and courage of the Marquis of Zhenbei. Given time, she will surely surpass the Marquis of Zhenbei in prominence.”

“Father, isn’t this a bit of an exaggeration? After all, she’s just a woman.” Su Yizhou disagreed with Su Taifu’s opinion.

"If we judge a person's ability based solely on their gender, we've already lost from the start."

Grand Tutor Su looked at Su Yizhou and said, “Our Emperor is shrewd and wise, with a very discerning eye. There are so many men in the world, why did he choose Song Siyao? You should know that Song Siyao’s reputation was not very good before.”

Su Yizhou thought for a moment and replied, "Father, I really can't understand it."

Grand Tutor Su said earnestly, "Take your time and you'll understand in time."

He sighed, "If Song Siyao were born into my Grand Tutor's Mansion, my Grand Tutor's Mansion could prosper for a hundred years."

Su Yizhou didn't know how to respond to Su Taifu's words. He still didn't believe that Song Siyao had such great abilities. He even thought that it was because his father was eager to find talented people that he overestimated Song Siyao.

Grand Tutor Su did not explain to Su Yizhou that he could not protect this family forever, and that the power of the family head would eventually be handed over to Su Yizhou.

He wanted Su Yizhou to be tempered and learn to make his own decisions and act independently.

"Your sister has sent a message," Su Taifu mentioned.

When Su Yizhou and Su Qingshuang went to the Zhenbei Marquis's residence, Consort Xian's people arrived.

"What did she say?" Su Yizhou asked.

"We'll split into two groups to stop Song Siyao from entering the palace." Grand Tutor Su frowned. "This time, she's also misjudged. The Emperor has no intention of letting Miss Song enter the harem; he wants her to be a weapon."

Zhenbeihou Mansion.

Just as Song Siyao and Cang Yue finished speaking, Yu Xiang arrived. "Miss, someone from Consort Xian's side has arrived. They say Consort Xian wishes to see you."

"Have the things sent by the Grand Tutor's Mansion been sorted out?" Song Siyao asked.

"Everything's all organized, Miss. It's all here." Yu Xiang handed the registration booklet to Song Siyao.

Song Siyao glanced at it, then put it into her bosom, her tone growing colder and colder, "The Grand Tutor's mansion is certainly generous. Let's go and meet the Consort Xian's people."

She went to the front hall and saw that it was hollow.

"Miss Song, my lady is feeling unwell and requests your presence in the palace." Hollow went straight to the point.

"Have you summoned the imperial physician?" Song Siyao knew this was just an empty excuse, but she still asked casually.

Kong Xin explained, "This is an old ailment of Her Majesty's, and the imperial physicians have no good solutions. That's why we thought of Miss Song, whose medical skills are unparalleled, and wanted to ask you to take a look."

"Let's go then."

Song Siyao followed Kong Xin into the palace and arrived at Consort Xian's palace. She saw Consort Xian sitting on a chair, happily eating grapes, showing no signs of illness.

Consort Xian didn't even pretend to be sick, which shows she really didn't take Song Siyao seriously.

"This humble woman greets Your Highness, the Virtuous Consort." Song Siyao bowed to the Virtuous Consort.

Consort Xian glanced at Kong Xin, who then told the palace servants attending to her to leave.

"Miss Song, please sit down."

Song Siyao sat down. "Your Majesty, where do you feel unwell? Let me take your pulse."

"Dizziness, chest tightness, and shortness of breath." Consort Xian stretched out her arm in front of Song Siyao. "Second Miss Song, please give me a good look."

Song Siyao took the pulse of Consort Xian and said, "Your Majesty, you are in good health, but you haven't rested well. I will give you acupuncture so that you can get a good night's sleep tonight and you will feel better tomorrow."

She knew that the reason Consort Xian had summoned her to the palace must be related to her conversation with Emperor Changlong in the Imperial Study the previous night.

Consort Xian realized that Song Siyao was mocking her, implying that she was jealous of what happened in the Imperial Study last night.

She wanted to get angry, but for the sake of the plan, she had to hold back and said, "Come on."

Song Siyao took out the gold needles. "Your Majesty, the needles will hurt a little. Please bear with it."

Consort Xian had been pricked with acupuncture before; it felt like an ant bite and wasn't very painful, so she didn't take it seriously.

However, the moment Song Siyao's needle touched her body, she felt as if her whole body was about to explode.

"Ah, it hurts!"

She slapped the gold needle out of Song Siyao's hand, somewhat angrily saying, "Miss Song, are you doing this on purpose? Why does it hurt so much?"

Song Siyao said in a serious tone, "Your Majesty, I mentioned before administering the acupuncture that it might hurt a little."

"Why doesn't it hurt this much when other people get acupuncture?" Consort Xian asked.

“Your Majesty, everyone’s acupuncture technique is different. If Your Majesty trusts me, I will continue to give you acupuncture. Otherwise, please find someone more skilled. I will take my leave.”

Song Siyao put away the golden needles and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Consort Xian shouted, "I trust you, go ahead and do it."

"Please lie down, Your Majesty." Song Siyao resumed administering acupuncture.

After the three needles, Consort Xian was in so much pain that she was covered in sweat. She had developed palpitations, chest tightness, and shortness of breath, which she hadn't experienced before.

"Miss Song, I can't take it anymore." Consort Xian's voice trembled.

"Your Majesty, please hold on a little longer; too little time will not be enough to achieve the desired effect."

Song Siyao's voice was gentle, but no one could see the coldness in her eyes.

The Consort Xian was clearly not sick, but she pretended to be ill to tease her. So she shouldn't blame her for being impolite.

She wanted to make Consort Xian remember today's pain so deeply that she would never dare to use the excuse of seeking medical treatment to bring her into the palace again.

Seeing that it was almost time, Song Siyao removed the golden needles and asked gently, "Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"

Consort Xian did indeed feel relaxed all over, and she felt extremely comfortable.

However, the pain was real.

Every inch of my skin was in excruciating pain, an unforgettable experience!

From then on, she never allowed Song Siyao to treat her illness again.

"Miss Song's medical skills are superb, and I feel much better now." Consort Xian began to get to the point. "Miss Song is intelligent and quick-witted, has superb medical skills, outstanding painting skills, and is as beautiful as a fairy. I like her more and more the more I look at her."

"Your Majesty flatters me. You only see my strengths and not my weaknesses," Song Siyao said coldly.

"No, no, no one is perfect. I really like Miss Song the Second. If only Miss Song the Second were my sister." Consort Xian looked at Song Siyao with anticipation.

Song Siyao's eyes were slightly cold. After all that talk, he was just waiting for her here.

“Your Majesty, your status is too noble for me to condescend to be my parents’ adopted daughter. I am destined not to be your sister,” Song Siyao said.

Consort Xian was so angry that she almost couldn't breathe.

She coughed a few times, then continued with a smile, "If you become my adopted sister, I'll have my father take you in as his goddaughter. From now on, you'll be the eldest daughter of the Grand Tutor's mansion."

"Your Majesty, we need to ask my parents about this. After all, I am their daughter, and now I want to become someone else's goddaughter. We need to ask them if they agree."

Song Siyao remained calm and serious, which angered Consort Xian to the point that she nearly died on the spot.