Ling Chuchu didn't smile until several maids in the room praised her.
As soon as Song Zhiqing entered the room, Ling Chuchu told the servants to leave.
The room was empty, with only Ling Chuchu and Song Zhiqing left, and it looked a bit deserted. Song Zhiqing was embarrassed and frowned slightly.
"Something big happened to my father recently, and the whole family is feeling anxious, so I miss Your Highness even more. After considering for several days, I sent you a letter, hoping that Your Highness would come to visit. I apologize for any disturbance." As she spoke, tears seemed to glisten in Ling Chuchu's eyes.
Even if no one mentioned it, their engagement was real. Otherwise, Song Zhiqing would not have come here today. Seeing Ling Chuchu's tearful eyes and pitiful appearance, Song Zhiqing sighed helplessly.
"I've heard about what's happening in the mansion. I've been busy with government affairs recently and have little time to spare. It's a good opportunity for me to come and visit." Song Zhiqing's words were meant to comfort Ling Chuchu.
If Song Zhiqing had no memories of his past life, he would not have known what kind of person Ling Chuchu was. Seeing Ling Chuchu so pitiful today, he would probably have felt sorry for her.
Compared to Ling Chuchu, Song Zhiqing cares more about Ling Qingwan. However, due to the rules and etiquette, he is not in a position to interact with Ling Qingwan.
Since he was the fiancé of Ling Qingwan's sister, if he got close to her and the news got out, since he was a man and the crown prince, no one would dare to say anything bad about him. But Ling Qingwan was different.
At this time, it is better not to push Ling Qingwan to the forefront again.
"Knowing that His Highness cares about me, I am already satisfied." Ling Chuchu lowered her head, looking innocent and shy.
Song Zhiqing felt uncomfortable all over, so he went to get the teacup on the table and tried to drink some tea to relieve the pain. Ling Chuchu stretched out her hand, and her fingers touched Song Zhiqing. Song Zhiqing quickly withdrew his hand as if he had received an electric shock.
Ling Chuchu's expression froze for a moment, but in a moment, she smiled again.
"Zhishu!" Ling Chuchu turned her head and shouted in a high voice.
A maid in aqua green clothes came in, picked up the teacup skillfully, and walked out.
"The tea in the teacup has been brewing for a while and should have cooled down. I'll ask the maid to get a new pot." Ling Chuchu explained to Song Zhiqing in a gentle voice.
Song Zhiqing nodded.
"Lord Ling had an accident earlier, and the old man also passed away due to illness. The Marquis's Mansion has been hit by misfortunes one after another. I wonder if the rest of the people in the mansion are safe?"
He wanted to ask about Ling Qingwan's recent situation, but couldn't say it directly, so he had to ask in a roundabout way. Thinking of the time when Ling Qingwan always stuck to her, Song Zhiqing felt a little bitter.
After all, he can't go back. If he could go back, he would treat Ling Qingwan a thousand times better.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. Everything in the mansion is back on track. But my father has been in a bad mood these days, so I guess he'll need some time to recover. My grandmother almost fell ill because of these troubles."
Ling Chuchu's willow-shaped eyebrows were slightly frowned, her eyes were red, and her eyes were watery as she looked straight at Song Zhiqing.
Fortunately, Zhishu brought in some new tea, temporarily breaking the awkward situation. Song Zhiqing also breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Chuchu was very attentive. As soon as the teacup was put down, she poured a cup and handed it to Song Zhiqing.
"I hope everything goes well." Song Zhiqing smiled, took it, and was about to open his mouth when he suddenly smelled a faint odor in his nose. He always felt something was wrong.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Ling Chuchu tilted her head and asked cautiously.
"Oh, it's okay." Song Zhiqing paused and shook his head.
After saying that, he put the teacup down again. As for the tea in the cup, Song Zhiqing didn't touch a drop.
"My father's good friend who lived far away in Jiangnan gave him a box of Jiangnan Yurushu some time ago. There is still some left. I heard that Your Highness would be coming today, so I specially asked the maid to make some. Your Highness, would you like to try some?"
Seeing that Song Zhiqing didn't drink tea, Ling Chuchu stretched out her hand and moved the teacup in front of Song Zhiqing.
Song Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, picked up the teacup, and Ling Chuchu stared at Song Zhiqing with her eyes fixed on him. Little did she know that the next moment, the tea in the cup was spilled on the ground by Song Zhiqing.
Ling Chuchu was horrified, her eyes wide open. Just as she was panicking, Song Zhiqing had already stood up.
"Do you think that I have lived for twenty years and I can't see through this trick?" Song Zhiqing's face suddenly turned cold and he scolded sternly.
"I don't understand what Your Highness is saying." Ling Chuchu pretended to be confused, shook her head, and then tried to grab Song Zhiqing's sleeve.
Song Zhiqing glared at Ling Chuchu with disgust and pushed her away fiercely.
Ling Chuchu staggered back two steps, still not giving up, and moved closer to Song Zhiqing again.
"Even if you are angry, you have to tell me why you are angry. There must be some misunderstanding. If you tell me, I can explain it to you."
She was really stubborn and just like in her previous life. Song Zhiqing's patience with Ling Chuchu had reached its limit. If he didn't want to make it public and was afraid that Ling Chuchu would vent her anger on Ling Qingwan for unknown reasons, Song Zhiqing would have left long ago. Why did he bother to deal with her for so long
"Is there any drug in this tea?" Song Zhiqing asked Ling Chuchu.
He wanted to see how Ling Chuchu could defend herself.
"What? This is impossible! The tea was made by the servants. I just gave the order and had no idea there were drugs in it." Ling Chuchu cleared herself of the matter without even thinking.
"You mean, someone in the Ling Mansion wants to harm me?" Song Zhiqing snorted coldly.
If what he said came true, the Ling family would be convicted of murdering the royal family. No matter how stupid Ling Chuchu was, she would not make a big deal out of this matter and bring disaster to the entire Ling family.
After all, something happened in the Ling Mansion, and as a member of the Ling Mansion, she could not escape responsibility.
"That's not what I meant. I really don't know what kind of drug is in the tea." Ling Chuchu couldn't help shaking her head.
Song Zhiqing felt that Ling Chuchu was hopeless. Just as he was about to leave the room, Ling Chuchu hurriedly picked up the teacup, poured a cup, and drank it all in front of Song Zhiqing.
"Your Highness, I really didn't give you any drugs. Look, I drank it myself. If there was really drugs in the tea, how could I still talk to you now?" Ling Chuchu was at a loss, tightly grasping Song Zhiqing's sleeve. "Your Highness, please believe me. I have an engagement with you, how could I want to harm you."
Song Zhiqing's eyes were slightly dim, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat. After thinking for a moment, he swallowed them back into his stomach.
"Don't even think about scheming me. I hate people who say one thing and do another."
Finally, Song Zhiqing gritted his teeth, said something solemnly, flicked his sleeves and walked away.
Several maids outside the room had heard the noise, especially Zhishu, who was frightened. When Song Zhiqing left, she was the first to rush into the room.
Ling Chuchu sat on the ground, trembling all over.
"Miss… "
"Get out! Get out of here!" Ling Chuchu was furious and yelled with all her might.
The maids looked at each other, and seeing Ling Chuchu's fierce attitude, they dared not disobey and fled out of the room.
Only after making sure that the maids had left did Ling Chuchu struggle to stand up. She staggered to the bed step by step, lay down, curled up on one side, and hugged the quilt tightly.