When Chen Qinglian's body was carried back to Ding'an Hou Mansion, Song Qingshan was not very surprised. When Chen Yipei took Song Zhiqiu to the Penal Department Prison yesterday, he had already guessed that Chen Qinglian was an abandoned son.
Early this morning, Xiao Yi also came back with Song Zhiqiu. At that time, Song Zhiqiu still felt strange, but now she woke up instantly.
She looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief and asked, "Brother Yi, you...you had guessed that this would happen, right?"
"Okay, go say goodbye to your mother." Xiao Yi obviously didn't want to say more or comfort her.
Song Zhiqiu was devastated. At this moment, she felt an unprecedented loss. Her mother was gone, and her brother Yi was like this. What would happen to her future?
"Zhiqiu, come and talk to your mother." Chen Yipei waved to Song Zhiqiu from a distance, looking sad.
"Aunt, how could this happen?" Song Zhiqiu ran forward and threw herself into Chen Yipei's arms. "Aunt, my mother was fine yesterday. How could this happen?"
"Good child, don't cry, don't be sad." Chen Yipei stroked Song Zhiqiu's head and comforted her softly, "You have to live a good life and avenge your mother."
"Revenge?" Song Zhiqiu raised his head and looked at Chen Yipei in shock, "Aunt, who is it? Who killed my mother?"
"It's Song Wanqing. She gave your mother a powerful poison." Chen Yipei said through gritted teeth.
"Song Wanqing?" Song Zhiqiu's eyes were filled with hatred instantly, "I'm going to find her. I'm going to find her now. I want her to pay for her mother's life."
Chen Yipei held her back, "Zhiqiu, you can't be impulsive. It's useless to go find her now. She has destroyed all the evidence, and she has the support of the Ninth Prince. Even her aunt can't put her to death on the spot."
Song Zhiqiu froze on the spot, tears streaming down his face, "What should we do? Was my mother killed by her in vain?"
"Of course not!" Chen Yipei took Song Zhiqiu's hand, "Zhiqiu, we have to endure it. Sooner or later we will avenge this."
She looked at Xiao Yi who was talking to Song Qingshan not far away, "Zhiqiu, remember what my aunt said, Yi'er is our hope. As long as he ascends to that position, Song Wanqing and Xiao Jiu'an will be nothing more than a word from him. thing."
"Brother Yi?" Song Zhiqiu saw Xiao Yi smiling, and her heart ached, "But brother Yi doesn't seem to really love me."
Otherwise, as a husband, how could he laugh when his wife's mother died?
"It's not important." Chen Yipei smiled bitterly, "I am one of the four concubines. Do you think the emperor really loves me?"
Song Zhiqiu turned to look at Chen Yipei. At this moment, Concubine Jing, who had always been aloof, seemed to be very close to her.
"Zhiqiu, your mother is gone. She gave you her own life to give you a new beginning."
Song Zhiqiu didn't quite understand, "Aunt, what's a new beginning?"
"Soon, you will be Princess Chu, not a side princess." Chen Yipei took Song Zhiqiu's hand again, "Zhiqiu, remember, you have to be patient and forget revenge. You have only one purpose..."
Song Zhiqiu continued, "Help Brother Yi get to that position!"
Chen Yipei shook his head, "I got to that position with Yi'er!"
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The next day, in Prince Zhan's palace, Song Wanqing had sent someone to prepare the third dose of medicine.
Xiao Jiuan mentioned Song Zhiqiu's appointment to the Jin Dynasty, "She is now the Princess of Chu."
"Chen Qinglian paid for it with her life." Song Wanqing was not surprised and chuckled, "Although she is not good to me, she is also a good mother who loves her daughter."
Xiao Jiuan didn't answer. He didn't care about the matter. He just got the news and thought it was related to Song Wanqing, so he said something.
Song Wanqing didn't say anything else. She felt that Xiao Jiuan liked to stay quietly most of the time, so she didn't bother him.
Soon, the medicine was cooked, and Lin Dao and Zhi Mo came together.
"Ninth Prince," Song Wanqing stood up and repeated the dangerous situation to Xiao Jiu'an again, "This medicine is the last one. If nothing happens, the remaining poison in the body of the Ninth Prince can be completely eliminated."
Xiao Jiu quietly listened without interrupting her.
"But this time the situation will be more dangerous than the previous two times," Song Wanqing raised his head and looked at Xiao Jiu'an, "The Ninth Prince may be in a coma for half a month, or even a month."
She paused, and seeing that Xiao Jiuan still had no expression, she continued, "So, the Ninth Prince must think clearly."
"Your Majesty," Zhimo finally couldn't help but speak, "you must think twice."
He glanced at Song Wanqing unhappily, and said bluntly, regardless of her being right next to him, "I think Song Wanqing cannot be trusted. The medicine this time is probably to delay time."
"Zhimo, do you have any evidence for saying that?" Lin Dao immediately stood up protectively.
"..." Zhimo bowed his head, "I have no evidence for the time being, but..."
"Okay, no need to say anything more." Xiao Jiu'an motioned to Lin Dao to bring the medicine, "Since I have decided to let Miss Wanqing help with the treatment, I will trust her."
"Your Majesty..." Zhimo wanted to persuade him again.
Xiao Jiuan raised his hand and said, "If I am unconscious, you and Lin Dao will stay at Linfeng Residence."
"Yes!" Lin Dao and Zhi Mo responded in unison.
Xiao Jiuan glanced at Song Wanqing and felt that the little girl seemed nervous. He gave a faint smile and drank the medicine.
It was still three bowls of medicine, but this time, when the first bowl of medicine went down, Xiao Jiuan vomited blood.
"Prince, are you okay?" Zhimo stepped forward anxiously.
Xiao Jiuan shook his head.
Song Wanqing frowned unbearably. She knew that vomiting blood every time was a very painful experience, but Xiao Jiuan's face was always calm and calm, which was really admirable.
She spoke with difficulty, "Ninth Prince, this time, you must drink all three bowls of medicine."
Xiao Jiuan didn't say anything and quickly drank the remaining two bowls of medicine. After vomiting blood twice, he fainted.
Lin Dao and Zhi Mo supported Xiao Jiu'an on the left and right, preparing to send him back to the dormitory.
Zhimo looked at Song Wanqing coldly, "Song Wanqing, remember, you are not allowed to leave Prince Zhan's Mansion until the prince wakes up again. If anything happens to the prince, I will make you pay with your life."
"That's enough, stinky ink, why are you imprisoning Miss Wanqing's personal freedom?" Lin Dao looked back at Song Wanqing, "You can go wherever you want, he doesn't dare to stop you."
Zhimo gritted his teeth, "See if I dare."
"Okay, I'm not going anywhere." Song Wanqing followed up in a few steps, "The first three nights are the most dangerous. I will stay in the Ninth Prince's bedroom."
"Did you hear that?" Lindao shouted at Zhimo, "Miss Wanqing, like you and me, hopes that the prince will get well soon!"
"Haha..." Zhimo sneered, "It's just pretentious!"
