Song Zhiqiu covered his face and looked at Song Wanqing in disbelief.
This was the first time Song Wanqing had beaten her. Although Song Wanqing was her legitimate daughter, he had always regarded her as a biological sister. He never even scolded her, let alone taking action.
Is it really because of the fire that I was heartbroken?
She came forward while sobbing softly, "Sister, please don't be angry, okay? I was too scared at the time. After I escaped, I really tried to think of a way, but the fire was too big and I didn't dare to go back."
She tentatively pulled Song Wanqing's hand, "Sister, please don't be angry with Zhiqiu, okay?"
Unexpectedly, Song Wanqing threw her away and said with a cold expression, "If you were the one trapped in the fire that day, I would definitely turn back. That's all, there is a difference between legitimate concubine and concubine. You and I were not born from the same mother. You won’t come here anymore.”
"Eldest sister?" Song Zhiqiu didn't expect Song Wanqing to be so angry.
"Go away, I don't want to see you again." Song Wanqing turned his back, not wanting to see her again.
Song Zhiqiu's eyes flashed with hatred, but he still suppressed his temper, "Since eldest sister is tired, let's go to bed early. I'll go back first."
She got very angry when she returned to Jingqing Pavilion.
"Do you think anyone can be as stupid as her? You're angry that I didn't rush back to save her. It's simply ridiculous!"
"Mom," she hugged Chen Qinglian's arm, "if she doesn't want to, don't let Brother Yi marry her. We'll kill her. The old man isn't here anyway, and he will die without evidence when he comes back."
"No! Now Xiao Yi and the Sixth Prince are fighting fiercely. Only with the support of the old man can Xiao Yi have a greater chance of winning." Obviously, Chen Qinglian thought clearly.
"But that old immortal obviously doesn't like Brother Yi." Song Zhiqiu pouted.
"Song Wanqing is his destiny. As long as he marries Song Wanqing, he has to like her even if he doesn't like it." Chen Qinglian asked Song Zhiqiu, "Find someone to send a letter to the Prince of Chu's Palace and ask him to come in person to persuade Song Wanqing tomorrow."
She was slightly worried when she thought of Song Wanqing's determination not to marry.
If Song Wanqing insisted not to marry, the emperor would not be able to force her for the sake of the old Chinese doctor.
Song Zhiqiu snorted, "I think she did it on purpose. She wanted Brother Yi to beg her personally. When Brother Yi comes tomorrow, she will definitely agree faster than anyone else."
"This is the best." Chen Qinglian stroked Song Zhiqiu's hair lovingly, "Don't worry Zhiqiu. When your brother Yi ascends to the throne of the crown prince, Song Wanqing will be useless. By then, you will be the only crown prince."
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Early the next morning, Song Wanqing had breakfast and sent everyone out, leaving only Luo Yan.
"Miss, do you have any other instructions?" Luo Yan looked obedient.
Song Wanqing grabbed her arm and lowered her voice, "I want to go out."
"No, miss, the Marquis has ordered that you can't go anywhere today." Luo Yan shook his head desperately.
"My dear Luoyan, I want to see Brother Yi." Song Wanqing looked at her pleadingly, "After I was disfigured, Brother Yi asked for a marriage, but he never came to see me. He must have disliked me."
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, "Don't you, Miss... don't want to marry the King of Chu?"
"How is that possible?" Song Wanqing sighed softly, "I just don't want him to marry me out of repayment. I want to find out in person."
Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss, you are overthinking. His Highness King Chu is sincere to Miss."
"Okay Luoyan, help me out. I want to ask the King of Chu personally." Song Wanqing was even more certain that Luoyan must be from Chen Qinglian and Song Zhiqiu.
"Okay, Miss, you must come back soon." Luo Yan was secretly happy. In the past few days, Madam and Second Miss had been worried about Song Wanqing's unwillingness to marry, but they didn't expect that Song Wanqing was still that idiot.
It turned out that it was not that she did not want to marry, but that she was afraid that King Chu would not marry her sincerely.
Luo Yan felt that Song Wanqing was really ridiculous. The King of Chu and Song Zhiqiu had already known each other for a long time, and the entire Hou family was probably waiting to see Song Wanqing's joke.
The two of them quickly changed their clothes. Song Wanqing dressed up as a maid, left the Hou Mansion and went straight to Xiao Jiu'an.
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In Prince Zhan's palace, Marquis Ding'an rushed over as soon as he finished his morning court.
Xiao Jiuan was wearing a moon-white gown with a jade plate buckle belt tied loosely. He looked lazy and noble.
"I have met the Ninth Prince." Song Qingshan secretly cursed. Although Xiao Jiuan was disabled, there was no sense of decadence in this man, as if this incident had no impact on him.
"Master Marquis is here so early. Is there something wrong?" The slightly elongated tail tone gave off an inexplicable sense of oppression.
"I heard that my worthless daughter blocked your sedan yesterday and uttered wild words that she could cure your legs." Song Qingshan laughed dryly, "Ninth Prince, don't worry, I have taught her a lesson. She won't be here today." I will come to disturb you, please ask the Ninth Prince to atone for his sins."
The former Xiao Jiuan was invincible in all nine states, and even Emperor Qing was a head shorter than him.
There are even rumors that it was Xiao Jiuan who disdained to ascend the throne and made Emperor Qing the emperor.
Now, although he is lame, he is still inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. No one dares to despise him.
"Lingdao, did you meet the daughter of Ding'an Houfu yesterday?" Xiao Jiuan picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.
"Yes." Lindao lowered his head, "The little girl also said that if the prince's leg cannot be cured, let the prince do whatever he wants."
Xiao Jiuan said nothing and took another sip of tea.
Song Qingshan couldn't figure out what he meant, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke cautiously, "Ninth Prince, my daughter is really too ignorant. Maybe she was just given a marriage by the Holy One, and she was overly happy, so she uttered such arrogant words. …”
"Why did I remember that she wanted to cancel the engagement when she met the Holy Spirit in person?" Xiao Jiuan raised his eyes and looked over.
Song Qingshan was instantly frightened and broke into a cold sweat.
Doesn't Xiao Jiu'an really want Song Wanqing to treat his leg?
That girl is just a half-hearted doctor, how can she be cured?
What a madman!
"Could it be that the Marquis thinks that she has been given a marriage by the emperor's brother, so I don't dare to touch her?"
"Ninth Prince, please calm down. I didn't mean this. It's absolutely not what I meant." Song Qingshan was so frightened that his legs went weak. He hated Song Wanqing in his heart. Why did he provoke this living king of hell?
At this time, people from outside spread the word, "Nine Princes, the legitimate daughter of Ding'an Marquis Mansion, Song Wanqing is asking for an audience!"
Song Qingshan was dumbfounded, "Ninth Prince, my daughter is only seventeen this year. It is absolutely impossible to cure your leg. Please think again, Ninth Prince!"
"Let her come in." Xiao Jiuan ignored Marquis Ding'an.
Soon, Song Wanqing entered the main hall, still wearing the maid's clothes.
"Qing'er, you are just fooling around!" Song Qingshan was so filled with hatred that he turned to Xiao Jiu'an and said, "Please allow me, the Ninth Prince, to take away this unruly daughter now."
Xiao Jiuan still didn't look at him and said to Song Wanqing, "Are you really able to heal my leg? What if you can't heal it?"
