The True Heiress is the Crown Prince's Beloved, Why Provoke Her?

A beautiful, strong, and sharp-witted doctor reborn versus a black-bellied, psychopathic Crown Prince.

Song Zhiyu was once the true daughter of a marquis's household, but her identity was...

Chapter 46 Calculating the Gift

Having more friends means having more options, and everyone present had different thoughts, all wanting to win over Song Zhiyu.

After all, everyone experiences birth, aging, illness, and death.

Song Zhiyu's medical skills are so superb that he could even cure Ling Yuan, who was disabled in both legs. Not to mention other illnesses, he must be able to cure them with ease.

"Just who is Song Zhiyu? First there was the Princess and the Duke of Ling's mansion, and now the Crown Prince himself came for her. Marquis Chengen has really raised a good daughter."

They couldn't help but envy Shen Feng, after all, being able to get involved with His Highness the Crown Prince was an immense fortune.

"..."

As Shen Jinshu listened to the whispers of these people, she was filled with doubt and uncertainty. Suddenly, the image of Lian Siyi flashed through her mind.

The day after Lian Siyi and Song Zhiyu talked at Biyue Lake, news spread that Lian Siyi intended to murder the Crown Prince.

Based on Shen Jinshu's understanding of Lian Siyi, it is absolutely impossible for her to have plotted against the Crown Prince; there must be something fishy going on.

Thinking of Consort Lian, who had been banished to the cold palace, Shen Jinshu had another good idea for dealing with Song Zhiyu.

*

Shen Mingyi looked at Song Zhiyu and the Crown Prince, who stood face to face and looked very well-matched, and his face showed displeasure.

Song Zhiyu must have heard about Shu'er and Prince Li's affair and didn't want to be outdone by Shu'er, so she hooked up with His Highness the Crown Prince.

He just hadn't expected that His Highness the Crown Prince would be so blind, looking down on Shu'er but taking a liking to Song Zhiyu, which was truly baffling.

Shen Mingyi sneered inwardly. So the seemingly refined and elegant Crown Prince was also a superficial person who only cared about appearances.

Today's family reunion banquet truly made Song Zhiyu the center of attention, completely different from what they had expected.

"She's amazing." Shen Muxun, standing next to him, suddenly remarked with a complex expression.

As a doctor, he naturally hopes that more skilled doctors will emerge to help people and relieve the suffering of the world from illness.

But why did that person have to be Song Zhiyu?

"Hmph, no matter how good her medical skills are, they are useless if she is of bad character. She was only able to save His Highness the Crown Prince by sheer luck."

"Second brother, all you lack is luck and opportunity. You come from a prestigious family and have studied medicine since childhood. How could you be inferior to Song Zhiyu?" Shen Mingyi snorted coldly, dismissing Song Zhiyu's reputation.

He still stubbornly looked down on Song Zhiyu and disdained her abilities.

Upon hearing this, Shen Muxun seemed to be convinced and nodded repeatedly. "You're right. Besides medical skills, the most important thing for a doctor is a compassionate heart."

Even the most skilled physician, without compassion, is unworthy of being called a physician.

In this respect, Song Zhiyu is far inferior to him.

At least when he was practicing medicine, he was able to put aside all grudges and do his best to treat others, even if that person was his enemy.

However, Song Zhiyu, simply because of a grudge in her heart, refused to continue treating her elder brother's leg, letting it worsen.

How can such behavior be considered worthy of the name of a doctor?

*

As before, Zhou Xingzhi ordered all the congratulatory gifts to be carried to Song Zhiyu's courtyard. If nothing unexpected happened, there would be no room to step in Songxi Courtyard.

Shen Feng watched as the treasure he had almost obtained slipped away once again, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

With those treasures, he could smooth things over for Shen Rushan in the imperial court, making his career path more stable.

“Master, there’s no need to worry. Once this gift enters the Marquis’s residence, it naturally belongs to the Marquis’s residence, and the Marquis’s residence is under your control.”

"Once the dignitaries leave, all these things will be yours. Why rush?" Shen Rushan leaned closer to Shen Feng, whispered in his ear, and told him his plan.

The dozen or so boxes of precious jewels and valuable medicinal herbs were enough to tempt even him.

Moreover, Song Zhiyu was originally a member of the Marquis's household. The Marquis's household supported her, so she should repay the Marquis's household.

These gifts should also be confiscated and put to good use.

Shen Feng's expression instantly improved, and he began to consider where to put these treasures.

First, take some silver to Rushan to smooth things over, preferably to impress His Majesty. Then, take another portion to offer to Prince Li to demonstrate the loyalty of the Marquis's mansion.

Shu'er's dowry also needs to be prepared in advance. After all, she is going to marry into the Li Prince's mansion as the principal wife, so it should be more grand. We must not let others look down on her.

Seeing that Shen Feng had taken his words to heart, Shen Rushan was overjoyed.

Given how much Shen Feng values ​​him, he will surely have a share of these treasures; he only needs to sit back and reap the benefits.

*

After another half-cup of tea time, the guests present had clearly recovered from the shock of the scene and began to chat with the people next to them with numb expressions.

"I didn't expect you all to think the same way I did." The eldest princess covered her mouth and chuckled, her teasing gaze lingering on Song Zhiyu and Zhou Xingzhi.

"What I didn't expect was that the benefactor Xingzhi mentioned was actually Zhiyu."

Thinking of the rumors circulating in the palace, the eldest princess's smile widened.

She thought she had the biggest entourage, but the other two were not to be outdone.

"Your Highness, please don't make fun of me." Song Zhiyu chuckled helplessly. After today, she would probably be famous in the capital.

The eldest princess watched Zhou Xingzhi grow up and knew a little about his personality.

Zhou Xingzhi has always been cold-hearted and indifferent. Although he has the talent to govern the country, he is extremely cold in matters of the heart. He has not had a girl he likes for many years and devotes himself to the affairs of the court.

If he hadn't had his own ideas, he wouldn't have come all the way even if he was his savior.

"In that case, Zhiyu and Xingzhi are a perfect match, both talented and beautiful. It wouldn't be unreasonable for Zhiyu to repay the debt of saving her life with her body. Perhaps she should consider it." The Princess was keen to bring the two together.

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhiyu felt several gazes fall on her, the most intense of which came from Zhou Xingzhi.

Clearly, he was also waiting for her reply.

Song Zhiyu moved her lips, about to speak, when she heard a shrill female voice from outside the door. The loud noise drew the attention of all the guests present.

"Let us in. Do you know who we are? We are Song Zhiyu's adoptive parents."

"If you dare to stop us, I'll have my daughter kick you out of the mansion!" Following the nobleman's instructions, Madam Song shouted arrogantly, wishing she could attract all the people in the capital.

Shen Feng frowned and summoned the butler, asking, "What's going on outside? Why is there such a commotion?"

"Reporting to the Marquis, a couple has arrived outside. They said..." The steward glanced up at Song Zhiyu, then quickly lowered his head again.

Noticing the butler's gaze, Song Zhiyu raised an eyebrow slightly; the show was about to begin.

From an angle where no one was watching, she secretly gave Lu Bai a look, signaling her to proceed with the next steps.

Lu Bai received the hint, nodded slightly to her, and then quietly withdrew, disappearing into the crowd unnoticed.