After her mind was read, the spoiled brat became the darling of the whole group.

The favorability rating increased alarmingly, rising by more than twenty points in one go.

Xie Xing couldn't quite believe it.

Watching Jun Lanjin's retreating figure, she couldn't help but pinch her thigh. "Am I dreaming? My favorability rating increased by more than twenty points in one go!"

The system exclaimed excitedly, "[You're not dreaming! You're not dreaming! Host! Just twenty more points of favorability left, and you can complete the mission and go home!]"

Xie Xing was also somewhat excited.

She happily turned around and went back to her own yard, asking, "System, do you think Luo Hanfeng can win in seven days?"

The system hesitated a bit when this was mentioned.

After all, in the original story, Jun Lanjin almost single-handedly wiped out the main characters. If he hadn't been poisoned, Luo Hanfeng would have had a very difficult time winning.

The system sighed: "[It's all up to fate. In any case, the Heavenly Dao will automatically correct the plot, preventing it from deviating too drastically.]"

Hearing the system say this, Xie Xing could only feel relieved.

With seven days left, Xie Xing devoted all her remaining time to the Song family. She didn't know when her mission would be completed, and she only wanted to use the remaining time on those who were worthwhile.

Over the past few days, Song's parents have also noticed the changes in Xie Xing.

After all, someone who raised the original owner from childhood to adulthood would eventually notice something was wrong.

However, Song's mother blamed the Xie family for all of this.

Mother Song wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and cried, "The General's Mansion is a cannibal! It has tormented my good daughter into being so obedient and well-behaved. I can't even imagine what she suffered after going to the General's Mansion."

Father Song sighed, “That’s right. That General Zhenguo can’t even manage his own household affairs. I heard he even drove the mistress of the house to her parents’ home in anger.”

Xie Xing sat on the swing, with Caiyue and Qi Yu, who had previously fled to the Prince's Mansion, beside him.

The two of them were on the swing set, pushing Xie Xing on the swing.

"Xing'er!" Song Ci'an returned from outside, dressed in full armor, looking excited. "Here, I brought you some sugar figurines and peach blossom pastries from the street."

Song Ci'an took out an oil packet from his pocket and presented it to Xie Xing.

Xie Xing immediately jumped off the swing, ran to Song Ci'an's side with a smile, took the oil packet from Song Ci'an's hand, and smiled, "Thank you, Second Brother."

Song Ci'an rubbed Xie Xing's head and took out a beautiful white jade hairpin from his pocket. "I saw that this hairpin was pretty, so I bought it for you. It will definitely look good on Xing'er."

Before Xie Xing could even reach out and take it, an arrogant young voice came from behind him: "Hmph, what's so special about your cheap white jade hairpin? Third Brother has countless hairpins here, all of them are for Xing'er!"

The familiar voice made Xie Xing peek out from in front of Song Ci'an and immediately see Song Yingqiu standing at the door.

In Xie Xing's memory, Song Yingqiu was always disheveled, but today Song Yingqiu was dressed in a gold brocade robe, exuding nobility from head to toe. He held a folding fan in his hand, raised his chin slightly, and walked in with an elegant demeanor.

He then pushed Song Ci'an aside in front of Xie Xing and said with a smile, "Come, come, Xing'er, come and see what your third brother has prepared for you."

"Ying Qiu?" Mr. and Mrs. Song were shocked.

They looked Song Yingqiu up and down, and saw that he had dozens of servants behind him, a horse-drawn carriage parked at the door, and several oxcarts pulling things, making a grand procession.

Song Ci'an was pushed aside, his face darkening: "Song Yingqiu, will you die if you don't pretend?"

Song Yingqiu glanced at Song Ci'an and snorted, "Hmph, I'm the richest man in Chu now. Song Ci'an, I advise you to watch your tone when you talk to me, otherwise, I won't take care of your troops and supplies in the future."

Xie Xing was surprised. She looked at Song Yingqiu and said, "Third Brother, you've become the richest man so quickly?"

I remember when we met at the Chaoyue Mansion a few months ago, he was still a street vendor selling sweet potatoes.

Song Yingqiu's eyes crinkled as he reached out and patted Xie Xing's head, saying with a smile, "Of course, your third brother is incredibly smart, and it's only a matter of time before I become rich."

"Unlike some people, who have been around for so long and are still just junior officers."

"Song Yingqiu!" Song Ci'an's fist hardened.

Seeing that Song Ci'an was about to hit someone, Song Yingqiu smiled and pulled Xie Xing to the box that the servants had brought in.

When the box was opened, it was filled with jewelry.

Song Yingqiu waved his folding fan and said, "Xing'er, take as much as you want, it's all yours."

Xie Xing's mouth was slightly open; you could fit an egg inside.

Wow!

Is this the power of money?

[It's blindingly bright!]

Upon hearing this sentiment, Song Yingqiu raised his chin smugly.

"What are you doing, Yingqiu?" Song's parents were surprised and suspicious, almost thinking that Song Yingqiu had gone to rob someone.

Song Yingqiu said, "Oh dear, Father, Mother, I was going to do business."

"I'm no less capable than my eldest and second eldest brothers!"

Xie Xing chuckled to himself.

Looking at the Song family, she felt a surge of emotion: "The three older brothers in the Song family are all incredibly capable."

However, as Xie Xing looked at Song Yingqiu's smiling face, a faint sense of melancholy welled up in his heart.

Coming back at this time...

Xie Xing wasn't sure if he was overthinking things, but he felt something was off.

……

That night.

These days, perhaps even ordinary people feel that the weather has changed, and every household keeps their doors and windows tightly closed at night.

In the palace.

Thanks to Ye Tai's efforts, the toxins in the emperor's body gradually disappeared, and his complexion returned to a rosy hue.

Luo Hanfeng knelt before the emperor.

The emperor laughed heartily: "Seventh Prince, the Gu master you invited is truly effective; the poison in my body has indeed been cured."

Luo Hanfeng smiled slightly: "It is our honor to be able to share the Emperor's burdens."

The poison has been neutralized, but the person who poisoned them has not yet been found.

The Chu Emperor's expression was grave: "Seventh Prince, who do you think was responsible for the poisoning?"

"This..." Luo Hanfeng pretended to hesitate, then said, "Your subject does not know."

He looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

The Chu Emperor said in a deep voice, "It's alright, I grant you permission to speak frankly."

Luo Hanfeng then said, "Father, you have already taken back half of the power in the court. It seems that things have calmed down, but in reality, the hidden forces have not yet been revealed."

"It is said that Prince Jin has connections everywhere, and he can let the ministers know about their private or important family matters."

"Your Majesty, I have some doubts. Since Prince Jin is already so capable, how could he still not have noticed the assassination attempt during the Autumn Hunt, the poisoning in the palace, or the traitors in the court? Prince Jin did not tell Your Majesty any of these things."

"Is it because they didn't know, or were they intentionally hiding it?"

After he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.

Luo Hanfeng seemed to realize he had misspoke and quickly bowed his head, saying, "Your subject spoke nonsense, please forgive me, Father!"