Hearing Song Xizhi's gentle voice, tinged with a hint of amusement, He Jingyan almost gritted his teeth: "So rude, so reckless!"
He actually touched my butt!
Song Xizhi quickly slapped his hands, which were on the man's cheeks, to cover his mouth: "Watch your words!"
"He is a Tibetan prince who has come from afar!"
"Now you've agreed to help us, all we did was touch your butt, right?"
Upon hearing this, He Jingyan glanced down at her.
Feeling that chilly gaze, Song Xizhi immediately shut up: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more."
She lowered her hand from the man's face, then instead took his wrist, and the two of them slowly walked forward.
Song Xizhi comforted him along the way: "Actually, princes, crown princes, and so on are all relatives of the royal family. They are all equally eccentric and occasionally make things difficult. That's just how it is. As long as you achieve your goal, that's all that matters."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, looking at the man's unapproachable face: "When we sneak in disguised as guards, we might encounter even more difficulties, and you'll just have to endure it."
Feeling Song Xizhi's intimate gestures, the man's expression actually softened considerably.
Upon hearing her words, He Jingyan's dark eyes flickered slightly: "Endure?"
Song Xizhi nodded and looked up at him: "What? You never tolerated it before?"
The man paused slightly, then looked down at her with his expression unchanged, his voice low and soft: "I've only ever been tolerant of you before."
Upon hearing these pointed words, Song Xizhi choked up.
Feeling a little guilty and somewhat surprised, she simply let go of the man's arm and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Your boss, the Crown Prince, is really a very nice person!"
He Jingyan originally didn't want to speak, but when he heard Song Xizhi mention the Crown Prince, he couldn't help but nod and say a few more words:
"Yes, I told you before that the Crown Prince is a very good person. If you meet him, he will treat you very well as well."
Song Xizhi nodded, but didn't take it to heart. She continued to give instructions, rambling on and on: "Actually, the capital and the frontier are different."
"You've been fighting on the battlefield since you were young, so you don't know the intrigues and power struggles in the capital. Serving the emperor is like walking on thin ice. This world belongs to the nobles, and we are just ordinary subjects. We must be careful with our words and actions, and the most important thing is to be patient!"
Song Xizhi spoke these words sincerely. In her previous life, she was a woman without the support of her maternal family, and her husband was also so useless.
She was able to escape the Song family and reach such a position, not only because of her hard work, but also because she had to be patient.
He Jingyan listened in silence, turning his head to look at the woman's incessant chatter, recounting how she had endured so much grievance as if she knew it by heart. He wondered how much grievance she had swallowed in the past.
His eyes deepened for a moment, his fingers, which were hanging at his sides, twitched slightly, and then he firmly grasped her hand again.
"With me here, I won't let you put up with this."
The man's warm, large hand covered Song Xizhi's hand, and then their fingers intertwined.
Song Xizhi was slightly taken aback by his sudden words, and then couldn't help but exclaim, "Good heavens! What have you been listening to all this time?"
"If he touches your butt, so be it. If he thinks you're weak, so be it. As long as he achieves his goal, I won't look down on you!"
That's what they say, but when it comes to shameless people like Song Ruoan and He Yunze, Song Xizhi sometimes just can't stand it anymore.
Hearing this, He Jingyan turned to look at her and said, "You don't mind? Won't you go and like those handsome Tibetan men?"
Song Xizhi waved his hand: "Who likes a strong man who weighs over 200 pounds and is over 2 meters tall? I have eyes, I'm not blind. You look slim in clothes but muscular when you take them off, that's enough for you."
Hearing her words, He Jingyan couldn't help but smile and say, "Okay, I'll endure it, I can endure it."
Feeling the turbulent aura around him finally dissipate, Song Xizhi breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead.
To be honest, she felt that He Jingyan's unruly temper needed to be changed.
Perhaps because he was on the frontier, or perhaps because the prince was a good person, he didn't know how to write the character "忍" (ren, meaning to endure).
But now that he's in the capital, he's actually just a second-rank official.
There are so many powerful figures above them, including Consort Zhen, Consort Li, Consort Liang, Prince Xiu, Prince Su, Prince Yu, and so on. Above them is His Majesty.
If you dislike someone, you can plot against them behind their back, but you still have to maintain appearances.
As they were almost at the door, she secretly glanced at the man beside her again.
The man understood immediately, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and disappeared from Song Xizhi's sight, vanishing without a trace.
Song Xizhi took a deep breath, turned her head and saw the Tibetan prince walking out shoulder to shoulder, so she stepped out of the mansion.
As soon as I stepped out the door, I heard an angry, cursing voice behind me: "If you can't cure it, then don't try to cure it!"
"You call yourself a famous doctor! You were even appointed as the head of the Imperial Medical Academy by His Majesty. I think you're nothing special!"
As soon as Song Xi turned his head, he saw the Tibetan prince glaring angrily and walking towards him with a fierce look on his face.
As he strode forward with his hands on his hips, he resembled a slowly rising wall of anger.
Song Xizhi took a few steps toward the door, his voice equally defiant: "I saved the Holy Maiden's life. I told you not to rush things. What kind of attitude is this?"
The Tibetan prince sneered, his face turning red. He stepped over the threshold and shoved Song Xizhi out the door, yelling, "Get out! Get out!"
"You said you could cure him before, but now you say you can't. You're just a poor doctor who's stalling for time!"
"Bah! Your husband is a living dead man, how can he possibly heal my daughter! You have disgraced the entire nation!"
Song Xizhi stumbled forward a few steps due to the Tibetan prince's actions. She gritted her teeth and said, "If this is how you treat doctors, then I really have nothing more to say!"
The commotion they made was so great that all the passersby stopped in their tracks and pricked up their ears.
The Tibetan prince, unfazed, stood on the steps and waved his hand, addressing the whispering passersby below:
"Now I, the prince, will seek out renowned doctors throughout the land. If I find a divine physician who can cure the Tibetan holy maiden, I will reward him with ten thousand taels of gold!"
Upon hearing this, even more people gathered in front of the mansion, whispering among themselves and pointing at Song Xizhi and the Tibetan prince.
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