Looking at Jiang Ying, she suddenly thought of someone with similarly clear eyes.

Are you alright?

Jiang Ying shook her head.

Song Yue looked around the courtyard. Herbal herbs were drying everywhere. Jiang Ying was dressed simply, with very few hairpins in her hair. Her fair face was without makeup, but it couldn't hide her delicate and beautiful appearance.

It's clear that she really likes herbs.

She was oblivious to what was happening outside her window, gentle, serene, and tranquil.

"Eldest Miss, Madam says you should pack your bags and go stay with Third Miss for a couple of days," a maidservant reported.

Jiang Ying's eyes widened, somewhat bewildered. Song Yue guessed what was going on and cheerfully took Jiang Ying's arm: "That's great! I also love herbs, and there are some things I need to ask Sister Jiang for advice on."

"Really?" Jiang Ying's eyes lit up again, and she quickly told the maid to pack her luggage.

When Madam Jiang saw Jiang Ying off, she smiled and said, "Third Miss also likes medicine, so it's a good opportunity for you two to exchange ideas."

"It's rare for these two children to be so destined for each other. Don't worry, I won't mistreat them." Princess Jiahua smiled.

The group boarded the carriage.

Jiang Ying was still absorbed in the medicinal herbs and knew nothing of what had happened at the mansion.

Princess Jia Hua settled everyone in the courtyard next to Yuehua Pavilion. Song Yue also moved there and invited Song Huan over as well, making the courtyard lively all of a sudden.

Song Huan chattered behind Jiang Ying, calling her "Sister Ying" this and "Sister Ying" that, which kept Jiang Ying smiling.

At that time, Yuehua Pavilion

Princess Jiahua summoned Song Zhen, for there were some things she found difficult to say.

Song Zhen was intelligent and saw through it at a glance: "Mother wants her son to marry Miss Jiang?"

"It is I who have broken my promise..."

“Mother, please don’t say that. Miss Jiang is simple-minded, and I don’t dislike her. As long as she is willing, I have no objection. Moreover, I trust your judgment, Mother,” Song Zhen said calmly.