Upon hearing Wu Mama's words, Song Xizhi couldn't help but chuckle: "Mama, have you forgotten that I am a doctor myself?"
"It's probably because I've been too tired from doing business lately, plus yesterday's accident, I'm exhausted both physically and mentally."
Actually, she had been feeling tired for more than just a day or two, but she had been sleeping quite well every day.
Thinking about it, Song Xizhi lifted his close-fitting clothes again and peeked inside. Sure enough, he found some bruises on his collarbone and neck.
Thinking back to what happened in the train carriage yesterday, I not only bumped my shoulder but also my thigh, no wonder it hurts a bit when I walk.
Since she said she was fine, Granny Wu didn't insist any further. After having someone come in to help Song Xizhi wash and change her clothes, Qing Tong came in immediately.
A female guard with a sword followed behind him.
The female guard walked steadily, her back was straight, and her long, narrow phoenix eyes gave her a vibrant appearance.
As soon as she entered, she knelt before Song Xizhi and bowed, saying, "Your subordinate greets Your Majesty."
Qing Tong explained, "This is the guard I mentioned last night. I know him inside and out, so you can use him with peace of mind, Madam."
Song Xizhi looked at her and also liked the female guard in front of him: "Qing Tong, your master hasn't woken up yet, but you've been very attentive."
Bronze scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn't utter a word.
So Song Xizhi continued, "What's your name?"
The female guard remained kneeling on one knee: "After following you, my master, I have lost my original name. I beg you to bestow a name upon me."
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi was even happier: "Then you can be called Siqin."
"Siqin, from today onwards, you will accompany me back to Xianglou."
After Siqin received the order, she stood up. Song Xizhi then got off the soft couch and prepared to leave. At this moment, Granny Wu's eyes widened:
"Miss, since you're not feeling well today, do you still want to go to the brothel?"
"Why don't we rest at the manor for a day?"
Remembering Madam Xin's words, Song Xizhi shook his head at Granny Wu.
When they were alone, Qing Tong went outside and Si Qin went to call a carriage.
Therefore, Song Xizhi revealed her true intentions: "If my husband does not wake up, I need to leave myself a way out. Right now, only money can protect me and make me feel safe."
Song Xizhi spoke these words with utmost seriousness, each word almost breaking Wu Mama's heart.
She grew up in the Song family mansion, orphaned at a young age. Her mother died early, and her father was just as awful.
She never experienced parental love growing up and didn't want her children to repeat her childhood path; but if she didn't have children, then there was only one other path left.
Although she wanted He Jingyan to wake up more than anyone else.
However, she has never been an emotional person, and after experiencing everything in her past life, she has become a pessimistic person who always makes thorough plans for everything.
Moreover, between her and He Jingyan, it had always been a one-sided affair of her confiding and giving, and she didn't even know if he was resisting her.
If he really doesn't wake up, she can't possibly remain a widow for the rest of her life for such a man.
As Song Xizhi pondered, he raised his eyes and gave He Jingyan a deep look.
Although the two were separated by a screen, Song Xizhi could not see He Jingyan's face, only a blurry shadow, but a feeling of bitterness suddenly welled up in her heart.
Such a fine young man who fought on the battlefield and sacrificed his life for his country, God, please open your eyes!
Thinking of this, Song Xizhi pursed his lips, then turned and left.
Granny Wu stared at the man lying quietly behind the screen and sighed deeply, "Young master, please wake up!"
"My young lady has few relatives and has suffered since childhood. She originally thought that after marriage she would have someone to protect her, but who knew that life would be even more bitter than before! She has to swallow her pride and bear it all!"
After saying this with a sigh, Granny Wu wiped the moisture from her eyes and went out with Song Xizhi.
The large bedroom was empty except for the man, who lay quietly on the bed.
Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the bed with its curtains drawn, and casting a dark silhouette on the man's long, thin eyelashes.
After Song Xizhi and Granny Wu boarded the carriage, Siqin, holding her sword, sat in front of the carriage with the coachman, and the carriage rumbled towards the Xianglou.
Thinking of Xianglou eased Song Xizhi's heavy heart considerably.
The incense sold at Pinxianglou, combined with Madam Xin's ingenious design, was a huge success.
After that poetry gathering, the reputation of Pinxianglou spread far and wide. After deducting the costs of incense making and operation, it could earn seven or eight hundred taels a day.
After this wave of hype subsides, Xianglou's revenue should decline, but if there are no other problems, it should stabilize within a reasonable range and then rise again during the annual poetry festival.
The more outstanding the poems, the more famous the brothel will become, creating a virtuous cycle that ensures they will never have to worry about food and clothing.
As Song Xizhi was thinking, sensing that it was almost time, he lifted the carriage curtain and looked out again.
To my surprise, I saw a familiar figure.
"Granny, isn't that Song Ruo'an? Why is she lingering in front of my shop?"
Following Song Xizhi's gaze, Granny Wu finally remembered: "Oh right, there's something I forgot to mention."
"Actually, all along, people have come to our shops that haven't opened yet to inquire whether they're for sale."
“But last night, someone came again. The shopkeeper said that the person was in a great hurry and said he was willing to buy it at a high price. The people below did not know what your plans were, so they did not refuse, but just sent a message to me to ask you.”
"It was too late last night to ask. This morning, I was about to speak, but when I saw your haggard face, I was so distressed that I forgot."
"Now it seems that it was Song Ruoan who asked. She saw that the first few shops did not reply, so she went to ask a few other shops, but she did not expect that they were all your shops."
Song Xizhi found Wu Mama's words somewhat amusing and couldn't help but laugh.
In the past, Song Ruoan and He Yunze would stand guard in front of her brothel as if they were about to die, but when they found out that she was the boss behind the scenes, they would act as if they were humiliated and indignant.
Without even asking, he stormed off in a huff.
Who knew that they would turn around with such backbone, and in the blink of an eye, they would come begging to me again.
If Song Ruoan knew the truth, wouldn't she be so angry she'd vomit blood?
What's even funnier is that all seven or eight shops on Yong'an Street were bought with Song Ruo'an's dowry money.
If she knew about this, she would probably be furious.
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