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

"Father, what's wrong? Father!"

Su Yizhou, supporting Su Taifu, asked anxiously with a worried expression, "Did Song Siyao attack you?"

"She said she only knows a little bit." Grand Tutor Su pointed shakily at the chessboard, his eyes filled with disbelief, like a tiger that had dominated the mountains for years being defeated, losing all its majesty and looking utterly pathetic.

As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

"Father!"

Su Yizhou shouted and looked at the chessboard, his face instantly filled with horror.

What kind of chess game is this?

Judging from the pieces on the table, he could tell that Grand Tutor Su was playing black pieces and Song Siyao was playing white pieces.

At first, the black pieces were like a fierce lion, showing off their skills and teasing the white pieces.

The white piece, like a terrified leopard, fled frantically.

The black pieces relentlessly pursued the white pieces, determined to corner them and then defeat them.

However, when things really came to a standstill, the white pieces suddenly launched a counterattack, and the black pieces, unable to withstand it, tried to retreat.

However, the black-hearted one had nowhere to retreat.

The black pieces' escape routes were completely blocked by the white pieces.

At this moment, Hei Zi realized that he hadn't been teasing Bai Zi at first, but rather Bai Zi had been playing tricks on him, and Bai Zi had been leading him by the nose all along.

By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late. He could neither attack nor defend, and could only be chased and attacked by the white pieces until he was utterly annihilated.

With the last white piece placed, the outcome was decided, and the black pieces suffered a crushing defeat.

Su Yizhou finally understood why Grand Tutor Su was so angry that he vomited blood.

He was a Grand Tutor whom even Emperor Changlong had to show some respect to; if he said one thing, no one in the court dared to say another.

Such a high-ranking and powerful elder was actually tricked and manipulated by Song Siyao, a mere young girl. If it were him, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

But how could Song Siyao's chess skills be so remarkable?

How skilled was Su Taifu in chess? Of all those who played against him, only Emperor Changlong occasionally managed to win by a narrow margin; no one else ever defeated him.

How could Song Siyao possibly beat him?

Song Siyao was proficient in all arts, including playing the zither, playing chess, painting, medicine, and dancing.

Who is she?

His heart was like a stormy sea, deeply shaken.

No wonder Grand Tutor Su said before that if Song Siyao had been born in the Grand Tutor's mansion, the mansion would have prospered for a hundred years.

Song Siyao's chess skills are so superb, so she must be good in other aspects as well.

This also proves why Emperor Changlong valued her so much.

If Grand Tutor Su had known the outcome of Song Siyao's chess game with Emperor Changlong in the Imperial Study that night, he wouldn't have thought of using chess to teach her a lesson.

However, no if.

He has already lost this round.

Su Yizhou remembered the humiliation Song Siyao had inflicted on Grand Tutor Su that day. He didn't have time to do anything else and quickly took Grand Tutor Su back to the mansion.

Lin Ji saw them rushing downstairs from the third floor, a cold smile playing on his lips. He ordered the people around him, "Spread the word that the Grand Tutor invited Miss Song to play chess, but she suffered a crushing defeat, vomited blood in anger, and was carried out of Wujiang Ferry in public."

"Yes."

He's just a mere Grand Tutor, yet he dares to try and bully my master.

What a joke!

While things were in chaos at the Grand Tutor's mansion, Song Siyao had already arrived at Qingyun Academy to register.

After registering, she returned to the Zhenbei Marquis's residence and encountered Yu Xiang at her doorstep.

"Miss, you're back." Yu Xiang's face was beaming with joy.

"Sold out so early today?" Song Siyao was a little puzzled. According to yesterday's customer flow, Yu Xiang had prepared a lot more drinks than yesterday, so it shouldn't have sold out so quickly.

Yu Xiang smiled and said, "Miss, someone has ordered three hundred cups."

"Three hundred cups? Who is that?" Song Siyao asked curiously.

Yu Xiang shook her head. "It was an old woman who came to buy it. She said her whole family liked it and wanted to buy more to drink slowly. When I asked her whose family she was, we could help with the delivery, but she didn't answer. She said she came with her servants."

“Three hundred cups. Even if each person drinks two cups, that would still require one hundred and fifty people. In the entire capital, including the whole family, servants, maids, and servants, there are very few households with one hundred people. This person is probably lying,” Song Siyao analyzed.

Yu Xiang also straightened her expression and said, "Miss, I also suspected that they were here to cause trouble, but I tested them and they showed no hostility towards us."

Besides, if they were hostile to them, why would they spend so much money to buy things?

“Once our shop opens and the income is considerable, it’s inevitable that some people will follow suit.” Song Siyao instructed Cang Yue, “Go and find out who bought these three hundred cups.”

"Yes, Pavilion Master." Cang Yue accepted the order and left.

Yu Xiang asked Song Siyao, her tone becoming tense, "Miss, are you worried that someone will buy so much of it, find the secret recipe, and steal our business?"

“If that’s all, it’s fine. Secret recipes aren’t easy to find. Don’t worry, let’s wait until Cang Yue finds out who bought it,” Song Siyao said.

"Yes, ma'am."

Yu Xiang then talked to Song Siyao about other things that happened in the shop that day, and the two entered the mansion side by side.

Song House.

That is, the residence of Vice Minister Song.

Xilan came in from outside the courtyard carrying two cups of milk tea, her face beaming with joy.

"Miss, the cook finally managed to buy some milk tea today. Please try it." She handed the milk tea to Song Yu'er.

Song Yu'er knew about Song Siyao's previous promotional activities for the tasting samples. She hadn't tried the samples, but she looked down on Song Siyao, believing that what she made was naturally not good.

But yesterday she heard that there was a long queue outside the store, and she couldn't resist her curiosity, so she asked Xilan to buy a cup to try.

Worried about being recognized and making Song Siyao laugh at her, she instructed Xilan to have the cook buy it, but the cook couldn't find it at all.

The cook went to queue up again today, and just as she bought the goods, she rushed them over.

Song Yu'er still looked disdainful, "If it doesn't taste good, I'll definitely go out and spread the word, cursing Song Siyao for being shameless and cheating people out of their money."

However, the moment the fragrant and sweet milk tea entered her mouth and slid down her throat, her eyes lit up, her lips and teeth were filled with its aroma, and her taste buds were completely stimulated. This was truly the most delicious thing she had ever tasted.

Gulu, Gulu.

Song Yu'er drank a little more than half of it in a few big gulps, licked her lips, and looked like she wanted more.

After she was satisfied, endless jealousy rose in her heart.

How could Song Siyao make something so delicious? What makes her so special?

"Miss, how does it taste?" Xilan stared at Song Yu'er and swallowed.

Song Yu'er finished her cup of milk tea, then slammed it down on the table and said dismissively, "Not very good."

"What do you mean it's not very good?"

Just then, a voice came from the courtyard gate.

Song Yu'er looked up, her eyes sparkling with joy, "Brother Ting, you're here."

She quickly glanced at Xilan, signaling Xilan to take the milk tea away, not wanting Meng Zhanting to see anything related to Song Siyao.

However, Meng Zhanting had already seen it, and he asked, "What is that?"

Xilan looked at Song Yu'er, unsure whether to take it or not.

Song Yu'er said with a smile, "It was bought outside, it's not anything good."

Meng Zhanting casually picked up the cup he hadn't tried before and took a sip. It was very fragrant and sweet.

He knew that Song Siyao was selling it. He had been patrolling the streets yesterday and had passed by Song Siyao's shop. Of course, he wouldn't have bought it.

He placed the cup on the table and said casually, "It's definitely not a good thing."

The worry on Song Yu'er's face suddenly disappeared. She had been worried that Meng Zhanting was still hung up on Song Siyao, but now it seemed that she had been overthinking it.

She instructed Xilan, "Why aren't you taking it down right now?"

“Yes, Miss.” Xilan left, leaving Song Yu’er and Meng Zhanting alone.

Meng Zhanting asked, "Why did you call me here?"

Song Yu'er stroked her lower abdomen, her face full of shyness, and said gently, "Brother Ting, you're going to be a father."