"I have to thank King Chu for your mother's wishes?" Song Wan had a cold smile in his clear eyes.
"Of course." Chen Qinglian said earnestly, "Qing'er, listen to your mother, your face is already like this, and your grandfather is not in Kyoto. If improper treatment leaves scars, you won't get anything back in this life. A good marriage.”
"I can heal my face myself." Song Wanqing said firmly.
"Okay, even if you can be cured," Chen Qinglian said patiently, "do you know how many people want to marry Xiao Yi?"
"There are so many princes, but only two have been granted the title of prince. It shows that the emperor is very fond of him, but the position of the prince is still undecided..." She stopped, with a look that you know, "Qing'er, although I am not your biological mother, after so many years, You also know how I treat you, and I will never harm you."
It sounds like she is sincerely thinking about Song Wanqing, and she is a perfect example of a stepmother.
In her previous life, Song Wanqing was deceived by this illusion, thinking that they were all sincere to her, but she didn't know that they all had other motives.
"Since mother likes Xiao Yi so much, why not let Zhiqiu marry him?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"..." Chen Qinglian hesitated for a moment, then said with a smile, "What nonsense are you talking about? King Chu is interested in you, so why would he be willing to marry your sister?"
"I think King Chu likes my sister more than he likes me." Song Wan smiled as she watched Chen Qinglian continue her performance.
"Nonsense!" Chen Qinglian gritted her teeth, but her patience was gone. But after all, she did not dare to push too hard and turned to look at Ding'an Hou.
"Song Wanqing, let me tell you, the imperial edict has been issued," Song Qingshan said with a straight face, "You have to marry whether you want to marry or not, and you can't act nonsense!"
After saying that, he walked away.
"Qing'er, the Marquis is right, we can't resist the decree." Chen Qinglian smiled and said, "Take good care of yourself and don't worry about other things."
After the two left, the room suddenly became quiet.
Song Wanqing recalled that her blood was drained before she died. Her whole body was shivering with cold, and she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
In her rebirth, she is still in the tiger's den, surrounded by wolves. If she is not careful, she may still end up with the same fate as in her previous life.
The first thing she has to do now is to break off the engagement.
She must not marry Xiao Yi.
But as Song Qingshan and Chen Qinglian said, the imperial edict has been issued, how can the emperor easily withdraw his order?
My grandfather was still traveling abroad, and when he came back from his previous life, the matter was a foregone conclusion.
Therefore, she can only rely on herself in this matter.
After thinking about it carefully, Song Wan decided to go to the palace in person to meet the saint and ask for an order to annul the engagement.
——
After all, Song Wanqing was the granddaughter of the old Chinese doctor, and she had recently rescued the King of Chu, so entering the palace at this time was particularly smooth.
Emperor Qing was very satisfied when he heard that she came to greet her as soon as she woke up, and immediately sent her in.
"My daughter Song Wanqing has met the emperor, met... the Ninth Prince!"
Why is he here too?
Song Wanqing wore a veil to cover the burns on her face, and looked to the side carefully with her eyes.
Xiao Jiuan.
The ninth younger brother of the current emperor, the only remaining son of the late king who stayed in Beijing, and the former God of War of the Great Yong Dynasty!
The man wears a golden crown on his head, has black hair shawl, has slender eyebrows and sinister eyes, slightly pursed thin lips, and holds a silver bone fan in his hand, which is said to be able to kill people in an instant.
It's a pity that this rare man in the world was injured in the battle three months ago and became disabled.
With his grandfather away, the palace doctors are helpless and Xiao Jiuan can only sit in a wheelchair.
Song Wanqing suddenly remembered that it was a year after his grandfather came back from his previous life. He went into the house to check Xiao Jiuan, but he said he couldn't cure it.
But after he returned home, he kept sighing in front of Song Wanqing, saying that if he had come back half a year earlier, there should be hope.
"Qing'er, get up quickly." Emperor Qing offered him a seat and asked Song Wanqing to express his condolences, "Are you still feeling unwell? You are worthy of being the granddaughter of the old Chinese doctor. You are worthy of being a man. This time you risked your life to save Yi'er. I want you to There are rewards for many.”
Song Wanqing did not stand up, "Your Majesty, do you really want to reward me?"
"When did my words become false?" Emperor Qing smiled at Xiao Jiu'an, "It seems that this girl came to the palace just to get rewards, but she is more clever than the old Chinese doctor."
Xiao Jiuan opened his fan and shook it, looking at Song Wanqing with a smile on his face.
There seems to be an element of excitement in this smile.
Song Wanqing didn't have time to think too much, so she leaned down and said, "Qing'er has only one thing to ask for, please take back the imperial edict granting marriage!"
Emperor Qing's smile froze on his face and he asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"
"Qing'er doesn't want to marry the King of Chu." Song Wanqing repeated it again.
"Why?" The smile on Emperor Qing's face completely disappeared, "Do you think my third prince is not worthy of you?"
"Qing'er doesn't dare!" Song Wanqing said in a very insistent tone, "Please take back your order, Your Majesty!"
"Insolent!" Emperor Qing was obviously unhappy, "My imperial edict has been issued, do you think you are just playing house?"
"Your Majesty, Qing'er saved King Chu's life, but the Emperor wants to force Qing'er to marry King Chu because of this. Is this appropriate?"
"You!" Emperor Qing stood up angrily, "Song Wanqing, if it weren't for you saving Yi'er, I would have punished you with death for what you just said. Do you know?"
"Brother, don't be angry." Xiao Jiu'an spoke slowly, his voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, ice cold, and especially pleasant to the ear.
He chuckled and said, "I guess the two children are getting into trouble. As the elders, let's not get involved. Let Yi'er calm down on his own."
"That's all." Emperor Qing waved his hand and sent Song Wanqing away.
Song Wanqing wanted to say something else, but when Xiao Jiuan shook his head at her, she had no choice but to swallow her words.
"Qing'er, please leave!" She left dejectedly.
Although she had already guessed that Emperor Qing would not take back his life easily, she was still worried because Emperor Qing was so angry.
What if she really couldn't get married... She couldn't imagine it.
She left the palace and waited outside. Sure enough, within a moment of burning incense, Xiao Jiuan's sedan came out.
"Ninth Prince!" Song Wanqing rushed over, knelt down, and stopped the sedan, "Ninth Prince, maybe I can heal your leg."
Lin Dao, the guard beside the sedan, whispered, "The Ninth Prince is the granddaughter of the old Chinese doctor, Song Wanqing."
"Just you?" Xiao Jiu'an's voice came out from the sedan. It was completely different from before, so cold that it made people shiver.
Legend has it that Xiao Jiuan was a murderer, and countless people died at his hands. He even killed hundreds of enemy soldiers by himself on the battlefield.
But the more such a person is, the less likely he is to accept being in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
Song Wanqing ignored the cold sweat on his forehead and said in a determined tone, "My little girl has been studying medicine with her grandfather since she was a child. She knows herbs at the age of three and can perform needles at the age of five. My grandfather once said that my little girl is his only heir."
The people in the sedan did not speak.
Song Wanqing spoke again, "Ninth Prince, time is life. Your leg has been delayed for three months. If it continues to be delayed, I am afraid that my grandfather will not be able to save his life even when he comes back."
"Please let my little girl have a try. If she can't be cured, I will let the Ninth Prince handle me!"
