Song Wanqing lowered his head. Although there was not much expression on his face, there was an undercurrent surging in his heart.
In her previous life, just because of her face, she felt wronged by Xiao Yi and felt ashamed of the entire Hou family. Even after getting married, Xiao Yi never consummated the marriage with her, and she had no complaints.
She knew that she was really ugly as a wife. She thought that as long as she did her duty well and considered Xiao Yi at all times, one day, Xiao Yi would accept her.
But in the end, she didn't wait for Xiao Yi's love, but she waited for the pregnant Song Zhiqiu.
How ironic!
Without a gorgeous appearance, no one wants to see her efforts.
this is the truth!
When Song Wanqing was thinking wildly, she saw Xiao Jiuan suddenly tugging at the clothes on her chest. She was so frightened that she was about to close her eyes when she saw a scar the size of a copper plate on Xiao Jiuan's shoulder.
His skin is very white, and the scars look particularly eye-catching and ferocious.
Song Wanqing looked at Xiao Jiu'an confusedly, not quite understanding what he meant.
Xiao Jiuan arranged his clothes, "The two armies were fighting, and the enemy leader's spear pierced his shoulder directly. After it healed, this scar was left."
Just imagining that scene, Song Wanqing took a deep breath. Being stabbed directly in the shoulder must have been extremely painful.
Xiao Jiuan said calmly, "I have countless injuries like this."
Song Wanqing was shocked again.
She imagined that the War King was just sitting in a big tent strategizing, but she didn't expect that he would suffer so many injuries.
Her face was full of admiration, "These injuries are all the honor of the Ninth Prince."
After saying this, she suddenly realized that, yes, the burns on her face were never a shame, nor should they be treated as such.
"Thank you, Ninth Prince for your advice." Song Wanqing stood up immediately with a respectful look on his face.
Xiao Jiuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It's enough to make up for your fault today."
"It's not the Ninth Prince's will," Song Wanqing smiled, "Ninth Prince, you don't have to be polite, but..."
She hesitated to speak and secretly looked at Xiao Jiuan's eyes.
Xiao Jiuan frowned, this girl obviously had other ideas, "Say!"
"Ninth Prince, I want... I want Lin Dao to teach me some kung fu." Song Wanqing had this idea just after witnessing the skills of two guards in black.
Moreover, Lin Dao is a close bodyguard, and her martial arts skills are definitely superior to those two. Even if she only learns a little bit, it will be enough to protect herself.
Xiao Jiuan obviously didn't expect that Song Wanqing would want to learn kung fu.
"Have you thought clearly? This is not an easy task."
Seeing that he did not refuse, Song Wanqing was overjoyed and said, "Ninth Prince, don't worry, I learned a little from my master when I was a child, so I have a good foundation."
"Oh?" Xiao Jiuan was slightly surprised, "Then you can try it."
"Thank you, Ninth Prince." Song Wanqing thanked him happily, but still had no intention of leaving.
Xiao Jiuan's face looked a little ugly, "Don't push yourself too far."
This girl obviously still wants something from him.
Sure enough, Song Wanqing stepped forward and whispered in Xiao Jiuan's ear, "It's just a small favor, the Ninth Prince can do it with just a little effort..."
Xiao Jiu listened quietly, and the sweet scent that belonged to the girl came to him in waves, but it didn't make him feel bored.
After he finished listening, he raised his eyes to look at her.
The little girl looked excited, her eyes were very bright, and she had countless bad ideas in her head.
"Ninth Prince, for the last time, just a small favor, please help me." Song Wanqing was afraid that he would not agree.
Xiao Jiuan waved his hand to drive people away.
"Ninth Prince, it's really just a small favor." Song Wanqing was anxious. Xiao Jiu'an wouldn't be so stingy, right? This is really just a small thing...
I saw Xiao Jiuan speak slowly, "Even if you don't mention this matter, I have already made plans."
In other words, I am not doing this to help you.
"Yes, the Ninth Prince has thought carefully and must have thought of it a long time ago." Song Wanqing left happily.
"Your Majesty," Lin Dao reluctantly spoke after seeing the person finally leaving, "does this subordinate really want to teach her martial arts? How could she, a weak woman and the legitimate daughter of the Hou family, suffer that kind of pain?"
Xiao Jiuan got out of bed and replaced his answer with silence.
No matter how reluctant Lin Dao was, he didn't dare to object.
He thought for a while and asked tentatively, "My lord, do you think Song Wanqing can really break off the engagement?"
Xiao Jiuan asked him, "What do you think?"
"I think it's impossible. King Chu has made it clear that he wants to win over the old Chinese doctor, and now that he has an imperial edict, how can he give up so easily?" Being able to follow Xiao Jiu'an, Lingdao is naturally smarter than others.
Xiao Jiuan smiled, "Then just watch."
It seems that... you think Song Wanqing can succeed?
Lin Dao couldn't help but be curious. He always felt that his master had something special about Song Wanqing. Could it be...
"Her mother once had some kindness to me." Xiao Jiu'an spoke at the right time.
Lin Dao knew that his mind had been read, and he immediately lowered his head with guilt.
"For the eldest princess's birthday party, go and prepare two gifts for me." Xiao Jiu'an finally ordered.
Lin Dao was slightly surprised, "Have you changed your mind?"
When the eldest princess sent the invitation before, Xiao Jiuan was not interested.
"You talk so much?"
"Subordinate, go right away."
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After Xiao Yi entered the palace, he immediately went to see Emperor Qing.
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, and Emperor Qing took the initiative to ask him, "I heard that you went to see the imperial doctor today. Are you feeling unwell?"
"Going back to my father, the imperial doctor is for Uncle Nine Emperors." Xiao Yi sighed heavily.
"Oh?" Emperor Qing raised his eyebrows and looked over, "Lao Jiu, what's wrong with him?"
"The emperor's uncle probably wanted to cure his leg so much that he started to get sick and seek medical treatment. He even... asked Song Wanqing to treat him." Xiao Yi shook his head, "No matter how I tried to persuade him, he didn't listen, and even He scolded me."
"Scolding you?" Emperor Qing laughed, "If he is willing to scold you, it means that he takes notice of you. I guess... he doesn't bother to pay attention to you at all."
"..." Xiao Yi immediately knelt down, "Father, your uncle is really a little arrogant. Anyway, so am I..."
"Okay, get up!" Emperor Qing interrupted Xiao Yi, "Your Uncle Nine Emperors is a hero of our Great Yong Kingdom. His temper has always been like this, so don't argue with him. Now he can't stand up on his legs. Yes, it’s human nature to want to give it a try if you have hope, so don’t try to persuade me again.”
"Yes, I know I was wrong." Xiao Yi did not expect that Emperor Qing valued Xiao Jiu'an very much.
He also understood that his father was a wise king and Xiao Jiuan was the hero. Naturally, his father would not embarrass Xiao Jiuan.
As long as he goes to the battlefield in the future and can make achievements, it will be time to take revenge on Xiao Jiuan.
After Xiao Yi left, Emperor Qing met privately with the imperial physician who went to Prince Zhan's Mansion and inquired about Xiao Jiu'an's condition in detail.
"Back to the Emperor, the poison in the Ninth Prince's body..." The old doctor shook his head, "There is no sign of relief. I'm afraid the Ninth Prince... won't be able to stand up."
"You guys are so troublesome. If Prince Zhan's Mansion needs anything, he will help you as soon as possible."
Emperor Qing sighed deeply, "I don't want my ninth brother to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair."
