That night, Song Wanqing had dinner at Jiao Yuexuan and then went to thank Xiao Jiu'an.
As a result, Xiao Jiu'an told her not to go to Linfeng Residence if she had nothing to do in the future, and just let her be as comfortable as she was in the Hou Mansion.
Song Wanqing knew that people thought she was annoyed, but she was happy to be free. After all, she always felt restrained in front of Xiao Jiuan.
At night, Biyun helped her drink medicine and felt her pulse.
"Little miss, you are really taking too many risks this time." Biyun's face was full of distress, "This Drunken King of Hell is not an ordinary poison, if you are not careful..."
She sighed deeply, not daring to think about it, "How uncomfortable it would be if Miss knew about it."
"Aunt Yun, I'm fine." Song Wanqing was wrapped in quilt. She was particularly afraid of the cold at this time. "The most important thing is that I left the Hou Mansion. It will not be so easy for them to kill me again in the future."
Biyun nodded, "Indeed, as long as you stay in Prince Zhan's Mansion for one day, they won't dare to touch you."
She asked tentatively, "Ninth Prince's legs..."
"We still need some medicine."
"All it takes is a dose of medicine?" Biyun was obviously disappointed.
"Yes, but this last one is also the most difficult." Song Wanqing was not deliberately delaying time, but this last one might really kill someone, so she had to be more cautious.
"Young lady, don't worry, study slowly and be sure." Biyun asked Song Wanqing to lie down, "After all, the Ninth Prince is not in a hurry to stand up."
"Well?" Song Wanqing's eyes were full of questions, "Isn't the Ninth Prince in a hurry?"
"There shouldn't be a rush." Biyun said eloquently, "When he was poisoned, I came to the Hou Mansion and said that I could try to detoxify, but he said no."
Song Wanqing was even more confused, "It wasn't to treat my leg, so why did he help me?"
Biyun smiled and said, "The Ninth Prince has some connection with the young lady, probably because of the young lady. Okay, it's getting late, young lady, go to bed."
Song Wanqing nodded. She was really surprised. It turned out that Xiao Jiuan was willing to help her because of her mother Shen Yue.
Shen Yue worked as a medical girl in the harem. Did the two of them know each other at that time?
She was too weak, so she became confused after thinking for a while, and fell asleep quickly.
Unexpectedly, Chen Qinglian came early the next morning.
After Lin Dao got the message, he went to tell Xiao Jiu'an, "Your Majesty, this Madam Ding'an Hou is shameless enough, so I found her today."
He snorted and continued, "I said I wanted to give something to Miss Wanqing. Do you want to drive her away?"
"From now on, Song Wanqing's guests can just inform her directly without asking me." Xiao Jiuan didn't even raise his head.
"Oh, then I'll go to Jiao Yuexuan." Lin Dao turned around and left, not forgetting to curl his lips at Zhi Mo next to him.
As soon as the person disappeared, Zhimo stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this Song Wanqing is really a troublesome person. It is obvious that it is not only the Ding'an Hou Mansion that wants to deal with her, but I am afraid that the person from Fengyi Palace is also involved."
Xiao Jiuan said nothing.
"Your Majesty, although Miss Shen had a favor with you at that time," Zhimo said again, "But so far, Your Majesty has long repaid your favor and kept her..."
Xiao Jiuan looked up and asked, "Why do you talk so much today?"
"I don't want Prince Zhan to get into trouble." Zhimo lowered his head and spoke sincerely.
Xiao Jiuan chuckled, "I think the days in Prince Zhan's Mansion are too peaceful, and you can actually say the words "fear of trouble" in your mouth."
He moved his wheelchair to the window and looked out, "It's good to be in trouble, otherwise life would be boring."
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Lin Dao went to Jiao Yuexuan and told Song Wanqing about Chen Qinglian's arrival, "The prince said, the girl decides for herself whether she wants to see her or not."
"Who wants to see her?" Shen Yu cursed, "Giving you something? We don't care, so let her go."
"It doesn't hurt to meet once. According to Chen Qinglian's temperament, she won't give up easily." Biyun said slowly on the side.
"Yes." Song Wanqing nodded, "Then please trouble Master to bring her here."
"I'll go." Biyun took the initiative to stand up, "Long time no see, I should go say hello."
"good."
Biyun followed Lindao all the way to the gate of Prince Zhan's Mansion, and soon saw Chen Qinglian.
"Madam!" She saluted respectfully, "The young lady is inside, come with me."
Chen Qinglian frowned in confusion. She looked familiar to this woman, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before. She asked curiously, "Are you from the palace?"
"Madam, you are so forgetful that you forget your servants." Biyun said with a smile, "I am Biyun, the former madam's personal maid."
"Are you Biyun?" Chen Qinglian's eyes widened in shock, "You're not..."
"This slave is lucky. The Marquis didn't kill me that day." Biyun led the way, "Madam, please come this way. The young lady is at Jiao Yuexuan."
Chen Qinglian suppressed the shock in her heart and looked around. Thanks to Song Wanqing, this was her first time entering the palace.
So big and beautiful!
Along the way, she was filled with emotion. She naturally knew how glorious Xiao Jiuan had been, but the luxury of Prince Zhan's Mansion in front of her far exceeded her imagination.
At this moment, just thinking about Song Wanqing being able to live in a place like this made her so jealous that she almost vomited blood.
The two of them walked for a while before finally arriving at Jiao Yuexuan. The scenery in front of them seemed to be in a painting. Chen Qinglian secretly squeezed the handkerchief tightly.
"Madam, please wait in the front hall for a while. I'll ask the young lady to come out." Biyun turned and left.
Chen Qinglian was a little restless. Jiao Yuexuan was more exquisite and beautiful than outside. She must not let Song Wanqing stay.
Soon, Song Wanqing was helped out.
"Qing'er, I finally see you." Chen Qinglian immediately stood up and greeted her, "Go back with your mother. When the Marquis came back yesterday, he knew that you had moved out and asked me to kneel in the ancestral hall for two hours. Now I can still walk. Limping.”
Song Wanqing looked at her with indifferent eyes.
"Qing'er, what happened before was because of my recklessness. I promise you that I will live in harmony with you in the future." Chen Qinglian begged, "Qing'er, just go back with me."
Song Wanqing frowned, "Chen Qinglian, I'm tired of hearing these words. If you have nothing else to say, please come back."
She got up and left.
"Qing'er!" Chen Qinglian stepped forward to stop her, "Qing'er, just listen to my advice. You are not married yet, but you live in a man's house without any reason. Who will dare to marry you in the future?"
She said sincerely, "Even if someone is willing to marry you, it will definitely not be a good marriage. You have to think about the future."
Song Wanqing chuckled, "Even if I go back, I won't have a good marriage, because..."
She looked at Chen Qinglian coldly, "How could you allow me to marry better than your daughter?"
"..." Chen Qinglian was speechless for a moment, then thought about it and said, "Okay, just treat us as enemies and there is no friendship at all. What about the Marquis Mansion? Where is your father? You really don't care and want to force your father to death. ?"
