In the Prince of Chu's Mansion, the masters sent by Xiao Yi did not return all night, and there was even no news.
Early the next morning, he sent people to the gate of Prince Zhan's Mansion to check for news. However, those masters seemed to disappear out of thin air. The most important thing was that Song Wanqing did not return to Prince Zhan's Mansion at all.
"What's going on?" Xiao Yi got the news and went to find Song Zhiqiu, "Is the news about your mother wrong?"
"It shouldn't be." Song Zhiqiu also vaguely felt something was wrong, "Brother Yi, don't worry, I'll go back to the Hou Mansion and ask you questions."
Xiao Yi nodded, "Then go back quickly."
Looking at Song Zhiqiu's back, he sighed softly.
More than a month has passed, but the scar on Song Zhiqiu's face has not healed yet, and they have not yet had a wedding.
If it weren't for the power of Concubine Jing and Marquis Ding'an, he really didn't want to face Song Zhiqiu's ugly face again, but now that the big thing was not done, he could only endure it for the time being.
Song Zhiqiu quickly returned to the Hou Mansion. When she saw Chen Qinglian, she shouted, "Mom, it's not good."
"What's wrong?" Chen Qinglian initially thought that Song Zhiqiu had come back to announce the good news, but it was obviously not the case at this time.
"None of the masters sent out by Brother Yi yesterday came back." Song Zhiqiu said anxiously, "Moreover, it is said that Song Wanqing did not return to the Palace of War at all yesterday, so naturally he did not mention it."
"How could this happen?" Chen Qinglian's face was full of disbelief.
"Mother, were you deceived by that little bitch Song Wanqing again?" Song Zhiqiu vaguely guessed a possibility, "She and Xiao Jiuan didn't break up at all, and she didn't leave Qingyin Temple either?"
"Is it possible?" Having said that, Chen Qinglian knew that she might have been set up again.
"Damn it, you bitch!" She gritted her teeth with hatred.
"Mother, you are so confused. Do you know how many experts Brother Yi has sent this time?" Song Zhiqiu was about to cry. "If this continues, Brother Yi will no longer believe in you."
Chen Qinglian fell down on the chair in defeat, pinched her eyebrows and said, "How could this happen?"
"Mother, what should I do? If you still can't get rid of Song Wanqing, Concubine Jing may..." Song Zhiqiu didn't expect that things would be so difficult.
"Zhiqiu, don't worry, mother will definitely kill that little bitch." Chen Qinglian quickly cheered up. She grabbed Song Zhiqiu's arm and asked her to stand up. "Zhiqiu, go back quickly and tell her that mother has thought of everything. Qianzhi will definitely kill Song Wanqing to atone for his sins."
"Mom, is this okay?" Song Zhiqiu couldn't help but worry.
"Believe mother, go back quickly." Chen Qinglian pushed Song Zhiqiu to leave. At this point, she had no way out. She had to fight Song Wan to the death.
She simply packed some supplements, took the red plums, and went to Qingyin Temple again.
Unexpectedly, Song Wanqing was actually there, chatting and laughing with the old concubine, looking very intimate.
"Aunt, how is your health?" Chen Qinglian hid the hatred between her brows and stepped forward with a gift. "I brought some supplements, saying they nourish the spleen and lungs and are good for your illness."
"Really?" The old concubine waved happily, "Qing'er, come here and take a look at these things. Can I use them?"
"Yes, Concubine." Song Wanqing stepped forward with a smile and checked the pile of things. "Concubine, these things are good. Keep them. They can also be used as medicine later."
"Okay, okay, then listen to Qing'er." Mrs. Chen introduced with a smile, "Qinglian, you don't know, this little girl is really powerful and has excellent medical skills."
"Really? It would be best if you can cure your aunt's disease." Chen Qinglian twitched her lips, "But if you use medicine indiscriminately and delay your aunt's treatment, then..."
"My little girl is confident." Song Wanqing said firmly. She took out a prescription and handed it over, "Ms. Toffee, I have already written the first prescription. You can drink it for three days and take a look."
"Let me take a look." Chen Qinglian was the first to take the prescription and glanced at it. "This prescription of yours is really strange. I have never seen it before."
She turned and handed it to Chen Qinglian, "Aunt, take a look."
"I grew up in the Hou Mansion, so I didn't know that my wife could also read prescriptions." Song Wanqing said calmly.
"Anyway, I have a close personal relationship with your mother, and I have played with your mother in the Imperial Hospital since I was a child," Chen Qinglian said clearly, "Although I can't see a doctor, I can understand some prescriptions."
She looked at Mrs. Chen again and said, "Aunt, no matter what I say, I dare not boast that I can cure your illness."
"Auntie is of course worried about you." Concubine Chen handed the prescription to the nanny beside her, "Let's take the medicine here first. I believe in Xiao Qing'er."
"Thank you, Tai Fei." Song Wan Qing Fu's body was healed and he explained, "It makes sense that Mrs. Ding'an Hou has never seen this prescription. After all, no one has been able to cure Tai Fei's illness."
"Qing'er retreat first." She turned and left.
Chen Qinglian gritted her teeth with hatred, "Toffee, can Qinglian make a copy of this prescription? I'll help you find out when I get back, just in case."
"Of course." Mrs. Chen readily agreed.
Chen Qinglian copied the prescription, sat with the old concubine for a while, and then left in a hurry.
At the door, she met Song Wanqing and said, "Song Wanqing, you are so brave. Your grandfather couldn't cure the concubine's disease, so how can you cure her?"
"So what if I can't cure it?" Song Wan Qinghun said indifferently, "Anyway, now that the concubine is willing to believe in me, that's enough."
Chen Qinglian gritted her teeth and said, "You won't be proud for long."
She left quickly, and after returning to the Hou Mansion, she immediately summoned the doctor from the Hou Mansion.
"Take a look at this prescription. Is there anything wrong with it?"
The doctor looked at it for a long time and then exclaimed, "This prescription is really amazing. I have never seen anyone use medicine like this. Madam, what disease does this prescription cure?"
Chen Qinglian frowned in displeasure and said, "Cough."
"Cough?" The doctor clicked his tongue twice, "That must not be an ordinary cough."
Chen Qinglian asked him again, "Is there any loophole in this recipe?"
"Ah?" The doctor quickly shook his head, "Madam, this prescription is very particular about the use of medicines. There are many medicinal materials that may be useless even if they are more or less. There is really no time..."
Chen Qinglian immediately interrupted him, "Are you saying one point more or one point less is not enough?"
The doctor nodded hesitantly.
"Very good." Chen Qinglian stepped back and asked one of the doctors to stay.
The next day, she went to Qingyin Temple early and happened to see a nanny carrying medicine to deliver to Mrs. Chen.
"I'll do it." Chen Qinglian took the medicine bowl.
"Excuse me, madam." The man left quickly.
Chen Qinglian entered the main room with the medicine and walked forward with a smile on her face, "Aunt, it's time to drink the medicine."
