Song Zhicheng stared at the door curtain, imagining Ling Qingwan sitting upright in the carriage, and couldn't help but sneer.
Ling Qingwan's lie was really perfunctory.
"Second Miss Ling is very clever. She easily plotted against my imperial concubine and my concubine. But as the saying goes, wisdom can lead to failure. I hope Second Miss Ling will not be too clever and make mistakes."
When speaking, Song Zhicheng deliberately raised his voice, saying that he asked Qiao'er to convey the message, but in fact he was speaking directly to Ling Qingwan.
Ling Qingwan didn't say anything until Song Zhicheng left, and Qiao'er lifted the door curtain and told her.
"Let's go." Ling Qingwan said softly.
Ling Qingwan knew exactly what kind of person Song Zhicheng was. If she got entangled with him, she might not be able to return to the Ling Mansion today.
"Excessive wisdom leads to loss."
Ling Qingwan repeated the word in a low voice.
Song Zhicheng's words did somewhat awaken Ling Qingwan.
At night, Wei Xun climbed over the windowsill as usual and came to Ling Qingwan.
Ling Qingwan was already used to it. When she heard the sound of the window opening, she knew that Wei Xun had come.
"Wanwan." Wei Xun called softly, his tone particularly gentle.
Ling Qingwan turned around and threw herself into Wei Xun's arms.
"But you missed me?" Wei Xun said with a smile and rubbed Ling Qingwan's head.
"You know everything that happened during the day, right?" Ling Qingwan broke free from Wei Xun's embrace.
"Yes." Wei Xun did not deny it.
"I… "
"You did a good job." Wei Xun interrupted Ling Qingwan.
He knew that Ling Qingwan was going to explain to him. Wei Xun did not need Ling Qingwan's explanation.
He always trusts Ling Qingwan 100%.
"Xu Yuanyuan's family is very powerful, and I don't want you to get involved." Wei Xun told Ling Qingwan in a gentle voice.
"But I offended the eldest prince because of this." Ling Qingwan took the initiative to remind Wei Xun.
Song Zhicheng is a man of the court, and Wei Xun will definitely pay more attention to matters involving state affairs.
"He is nothing." Wei Xun smiled contemptuously.
If Song Zhicheng had not provoked Ling Qingwan again and again, Wei Xun would not have bothered to care about Song Zhicheng at all.
Ling Qingwan was surprised.
She also thought that Wei Xun cared very much about Song Zhicheng's behavior.
"I have never coveted the throne, and I don't even have the slightest interest in this position." Wei Xun said to Ling Qingwan.
Therefore, no matter what Song Zhicheng plotted behind the scenes, in Wei Xun's eyes, he was nothing more than a clown.
"Song Zhicheng is not an easy person to deal with. You should stay away from him in the future. If he provokes you, tell me." Wei Xun's tone was particularly gentle, for fear of scaring Ling Qingwan.
"Okay." Ling Qingwan nodded.
She never liked to cause trouble to others, so Ling Qingwan naturally didn't take Wei Xun's words to heart. He had his own stand, and Ling Qingwan also had her own things to do.
She and Song Zhicheng must have had some intersections. After all, Ling Chuchu and Song Zhicheng were engaged, and Ling Qingwan still didn't know whether the person who supported Ling Chuchu was Song Zhicheng.
She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't really put her finger on it.
"By the way, I have something good to tell you." Ling Qingwan suddenly thought of something and her eyes lit up.
Then she stood up, ran to the bookcase in two steps, opened the box, took out a porcelain bottle from it, and returned to Wei Xun.
Wei Xun was very curious and waited for Ling Qingwan to explain to him.
Ling Qingwan told Wei Xun everything about Yun Gui delivering the medicine.
"The genius doctor Huai En is his uncle. I think he must have found Huai En." Ling Qingwan said as she poured tea. "I asked Hong Chang to check. All the herbs used are precious medicinal materials. They are not contrary to the poison in your body."
"If you're scared, let Uncle Liu check it again."
Liu Yutang had taken care of Wei Xun since he was young, and whenever Wei Xun was sick, Liu Yutang would treat him. Although Ling Qingwan had never visited him, she knew that his medical skills were no worse than Hong Chang's.
"Since you have already checked it for me, why should I bother with it anymore?" Wei Xun smiled with a slight raise of his lips.
After saying that, he took the tea slowly, put the medicine into his mouth and swallowed it.
"The letter says that if you do it once every other day, you will see results after seven days. Ask Uncle Liu to diagnose you then." Ling Qingwan reminded Wei Xun.
"I understand." Wei Xun smiled and pulled Ling Qingwan to sit next to him.
"That..." Ling Qingwan lowered her eyes, a trace of worry flashing across them. "Whether you care about the throne or not, the eldest prince has already regarded you as a thorn in his side, so you still have to be careful. It's okay if he comes openly, but I'm afraid he'll play dirty tricks behind your back, and it's hard to guard against."
"And the prince, you also need to pay attention."
After all, in his previous life, Song Zhiqing ascended the throne. And in his previous life, Wei Xun was indeed defeated.
But Ling Qingwan still doesn't know who was responsible for Wei Xun's death.
I think it should be related to the poison in Wei Xun's body.
Ling Qingwan couldn't tell Wei Xunming that she was reborn, so she could only repeatedly remind Wei Xun to be careful.
Wei Xun is so smart, I think he can understand it.
The two of them spent some time together, and Wei Xun urged Ling Qingwan to rest. He left with peace of mind only after Ling Qingwan fell asleep.
It has to be said that since Wei Xun returned to Tokyo City, Ling Qingwan's spirits have been much better than before.
Nightfall.
The Yanyu Pavilion was bustling with people and very lively.
A figure walked straight through the crowd and into the backyard.
The deeper he went, the farther the noise became. Until he reached the end, Song Zhiqing knocked on the door of the only room with a light on.
"Who is it?" A female voice came from inside, as sweet as a silver bell.
Song Zhiqing's eyes turned cold, as if he wanted to eat the person inside alive.
"Who's outside? Why aren't you talking?"
The woman was puzzled when she saw no one answering. She stood up, opened the door, and Song Zhiqing suddenly came into view.
Mei Han was so frightened that he staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince."
Song Zhiqing walked in quickly and closed the door.
"Do you recognize me?"
"My little girl..."
Before Mei Han could finish speaking, Song Zhiqing reached out and grabbed Mei Han's neck.
Mei Han was a person who knew how to read people's expressions. She knew that if she shouted loudly now, it might force Song Zhiqing into a corner, which would put her in danger. She had no choice but to cover her mouth and nose, trying not to make any sound.
Song Zhiqing exerted a little force on her hands, and Mei Han became breathless and felt that she was going to die in the next moment.
The arrogance in his eyes subsided a little, and Song Zhiqing let go of his hand.
Mei Han sat down at the table and coughed a few times.
"Mei Han, are you busy?"
At this time, someone came over and talked to Mei Han through the door.
"Ah... yes, I'm changing clothes." Mei Han pretended to be calm and said to the people outside the room.
"Just clean up. Let me tell you, the one coming today is the eldest son of Yongping Marquis, and he specifically wants you to accompany him. Dress up nicely, and I'll pick you up in half an hour at most."