The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Qin Qing's carriage broke down, so Song Wenjun took the opportunity to invite her: "I'm going back to the capital anyway. If you don't mind, I'll take you there."

"Then thank you very much..." Qin Qing paused here, smiled shyly at Song Wenjun, and said, "I still don't know your honorable name, how should I address you?"

“Song Wenjun,” she said.

"A good name," Qin Qing praised.

After the group boarded the carriage, Qin Qing said to Xiao Tao, "Stretch out your hand, let me take your pulse."

"Okay." Xiao Tao stretched out her wrist to Qin Qing, who placed her fingers on her wrist and withdrew her hand after three breaths.

Xiao Tao couldn't help but chuckle to herself. She had practiced martial arts since she was a child, and her body was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

The lady said she wasn't feeling well, but that's too easy to give away.

She made up her mind that if Qin Qing had any doubts, she would take all the blame upon herself.

However, the next second, Xiao Tao was dumbfounded.

Qin Qing hesitated for a moment, then said, "You should eat less spicy food in the future, otherwise your hemorrhoids will get worse. Have you been having some rectal bleeding lately?"

Xiao Tao's face flushed instantly; she had never mentioned this hidden illness to anyone.

After all, she's a girl, and she has her pride.

Besides, even if she told people, she couldn't let them see it; it would be too embarrassing.

So she has been silently enduring these past few days.

Qin Qing immediately revealed her hemorrhoids, and Xiao Tao wished she could disappear into the ground.

"Little Peach, don't be shy. This is no joke. Long-term bleeding will cause blood and qi deficiency. If it gets worse, we'll have to have surgery to remove the hemorrhoids."

Qin Qing made a gesture of cutting flesh with a knife, which startled Xiao Tao.

Xiao Tao was so frightened that tears welled up in her eyes. Song Wenjun patted her shoulder comfortingly: "Xiao Tao, don't be afraid. Miss Qin was able to point out your symptoms, so she must have a way to treat you, right?"

Song Wenjun looked at Qin Qing and nodded: "I do have a way, but Xiao Tao also needs to control her mouth and eat less spicy food, then she will definitely recover."

"I'll listen, I definitely will." Although Xiao Tao knew some martial arts, she was still a little girl after all.

Just hearing what Qin Qing said was enough to scare her.

He immediately promised never to eat spicy food again and obediently took his medicine.

Qin Qing wrote out a prescription for her and gave it to Xiao Tao.

Xiao Tao accepted it and thanked her profusely.

Then, Qin Qing looked at Song Wenjun and, without even taking her pulse, said, "Sister Song, although you look healthy, your eyes are dull and your brows seem to be furrowed with worry. I still want to give you some advice: illness often comes from the mind. Only when you have a broad mind can you be healthy."

Song Wenjun knew that Qin Qing was a good doctor, but she didn't expect that she could also read faces.

What she didn't know was that facial features are also part of medical skills.

Many illnesses are also manifested on the face.

"Thank you, Sister Qin. May I ask what brings you to the capital?"

“I’m here to visit my family. I lost my father at a young age and grew up with my mother. My mother developed a heart condition from missing my father for many years and passed away last year, leaving me all alone. Before she left, my mother asked me to come to Beijing to stay with my fourth uncle.”

Qin Qing was simple-minded and had no defenses against others, so she told them everything about herself.

Song Wenjun felt somewhat heavy-hearted; her fourth uncle had long since passed away.

That's why Qin Qing was tricked by Xiao Ji into becoming his mistress.

Thinking of this, she said to Qin Qing, "My home is in the capital. If you have any difficulties, just bring this jade to the Marquis of Huaiyang's residence to find me."

Ignoring Qin Qing's surprised look, he stuffed his personal jade pendant into her hand.

It took Qin Qing a long time to come to her senses: "You, you are actually the Lady of the Marquis."

"It is fate that we met. Forget about being called a lady. I don't know why, but I feel a sense of closeness when I look at you, like a long-lost sister."

Qin Qing felt a warmth in her heart at Song Wenjun's words; she had met a benefactor as soon as she arrived in the capital.

Since her mother passed away, no one has warmed her heart like this for a long time.

"Sister Song and I hit it off immediately." Qin Qing's words contained no hint of flattery or fawning; she was straightforward and simple-minded.

Seeing that Song Wenjun was kind and approachable, he spoke his mind.

Song Wenjun then said, "Since that's the case, I'll acknowledge you as my sister. If you don't find your fourth uncle, you must come to the Marquis's residence to find me."

In this life, Qin Qing and Xiao Ji meet again, and it's likely that Xiao Ji won't give up.

He knew Qin Qing would also be coming to the capital, and he might try to find a way to meet her.

She had to find a way to stop Xiao Ji.

As for Xiao Ji's identity, it was not difficult to find out. Such a young master from a prominent family could be found out simply by asking around.

After entering the city, Qin Qing and Song Wenjun parted ways.

"Sister Song, I'm going to find my fourth uncle first. I'll come find you after I've settled in."

"You absolutely must come, I'll be waiting for you," Song Wenjun urged her.

Qin Qing smiled brightly: "I've got it."

Then, she picked up her small bag and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Qingshan, go and find someone for me," Song Wenjun said to the coachman.

Whenever she goes out, Qingshan transforms into a coachman to protect her.

He did all the errands and was also adept at gathering information.

Qingshan responded softly, "Whom does Madam wish to investigate?"

"That young master Gangze."

"Within half a day, Qingshan will surely have obtained information about that person."

Xiao Tao smiled and teased, "Qingshan, you're getting more and more amazing. No wonder Madam values ​​you so much. With your skills, if you joined the army, you'd surely become a general."

Qingshan chuckled sheepishly, "Miss Xiaotao, please don't make fun of me. If it weren't for Madam giving me a bite to eat back then, I would have starved to death on the street. I have no other ambition in this life than to serve Madam well."

Before meeting Song Wenjun, Qingshan was a beggar.

In the dead of winter, he huddled in a corner, ignored by everyone.

It was Song Wenjun who saw that he was about to freeze to death and took him back to the Song family.

From then on, Qingshan secretly vowed in his heart that he would serve Song Wenjun like a slave in this life and the next.

"Alright, Xiao Tao, you know Qingshan isn't good with words, yet you still tease him." Song Wenjun reached out and tapped Xiao Tao's forehead. Xiao Tao laughed and didn't care; she just loved seeing Qingshan's embarrassed look.

There were many beggars on the street. Qingshan made a few gestures with his hands, and the little beggars dispersed.

The carriage stopped directly in front of the Marquis's mansion without stopping all the way. Xiao Tao helped Song Wenjun get off the carriage and walk into the courtyard.

As soon as she entered, Song Wenjun saw Jiang Miaoyin running past her with her mouth covered. She raised an eyebrow slightly, and then saw Gu Huaizhou rushing after her.

When he saw Song Wenjun, he immediately became nonchalant.

"Madam is back."

Song Wenjun crossed her arms, holding a handkerchief to her chest, and asked with a smile, "Husband, who are you playing hide-and-seek with?"