Even among the three people we took in this time, excluding Song Xibai, Feng Ying was offered up by someone from below, and Zhao Xinlan was sent in by the Zhao family.

Tsk tsk, thinking about it this way, why do I feel a little sorry for him?

Song Xibai couldn't help but glance at the Crown Prince.

Perhaps his gaze was too obvious, for the prince's eyebrows twitched involuntarily, and he slammed his large hand on the pillow.

"What kind of look is that?!"

Song Xibai quickly looked away and laughed it off.

"Nothing, nothing. I just think the Crown Prince is exceptionally handsome and a true man."

Song Xibai gave a perfunctory compliment.

The crown prince felt his ears burning, turned his head away, turned the back of his head to Song Xibai, and remained silent.

Song Xibai didn't say anything more. She timed it and pulled out the silver needles one by one. After treating them, she put them back into her needle case.

"Your Highness, it's almost time to start the herbal medicine. I'd like to feign illness tomorrow."

When the topic turned to serious matters, the Crown Prince's expression immediately became serious.

"Very well, I'll mention it to the Crown Princess. The Imperial Medical Academy should send a junior physician over; you can keep it a secret, right?"

Song Xibai said confidently, "When I was a child, I pretended to be sick, and even my father couldn't tell!"

The Crown Prince was speechless: Is this something to be proud of?

Song Xibai felt very proud! Her father's medical skills were amazing!

The two stared at each other for a long time before the crown prince finally looked away.

"Oh...right, your title has been decided. Make preparations in the next couple of days and choose a date to move."

Song Xibai blinked.

How did you connect these two things when you mentioned them together, Your Highness?