Marquis Anding looked at the Vice Minister of the Court of State Ceremonial who had come to his side so warmly, and bowed slightly, waiting for his reply.
He then slowly stood up from the chair, smiled again, and finally nodded: "What Jingyan said... is very good."
"Since Jingyan has said so, then I will let this matter rest... I will not divorce Huang Shi, and I will take good care of Su Yi..."
The Huang family was overjoyed to hear this.
Grandma Huang also stood up, looking at He Jingyan's face with praise: "He is truly a good brother to Yun Ce. Yun Ce is so lucky to have a brother like you!"
"Huang Jiaxian is the same. Everyone says that being a second wife is not good, and that stepsons are sons who cannot be tamed. But Jingyan is so thoughtful. I am so gratified!"
Everyone praised him, and He Jingyan nodded with a pale face.
The matter was settled, and Marquis Anding smiled as he saw the Huang family members out the door.
As he watched the large group of people slowly disappear, the smile on his lips gradually faded.
As the group stood at the door, He Jingyan turned to look at Marquis An Ding, his face pale as he spoke, "Father, I just made a decision on your behalf without your consent. Will you blame me?"
Upon hearing this, Marquis An Ding hadn't even had a chance to sigh before he quickly put on a smile: "How could I blame you? You were only doing this for the greater good and for the reputation of the Marquis's mansion."
He Jingyan lowered his eyes and looked in Song Xizhi's direction again, his tone somewhat sorrowful: "Zhizhi, I'm so sorry for saying those things in front of the Huang family just now..."
He explained to Song Xizhi very sincerely: "What I said earlier was for Yun Ce, but what I am more worried about is Zhizhi's reputation."
“Zhizhi has just received the imperial decree and become a princess. If she is unreasonable and makes the Old Madam Huang pay her respects... I'm afraid it would be really bad if word got out about your arrogant and domineering nature…”
As he spoke, he looked deeply into Song Xizhi's eyes and asked, "Zhizhi, will you be unhappy?"
Song Xizhi didn't actually care about her reputation at all, because her reputation in the capital was already quite bad.
But when she met He Jingyan's eyes, she just smiled and said, "I was careless just now. You were more thorough in your consideration."
He Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the divine doctor Rihua standing to the side suddenly spoke up.
She swayed slightly, then grasped Song Xizhi's wrist again, her face appearing extremely pale.
"Zhizhi, I don't know what's wrong, but I feel a little dizzy..."
Song Xizhi quickly looked at the expression on the face of the Divine Physician Rihua, only to hear the physician's eyelashes trembling, his voice broken and intermittent, and cold sweat even visible on his face.
"Perhaps I'm a little too frightened... I come from the mountains and haven't seen much of the world. Maybe I was scared by the noblemen from the capital... A doctor truly cannot heal himself... Please help me back inside quickly..."
Upon hearing this, everyone panicked.
He Jingyan clutched his chest and asked with concern, "Divine Doctor, are you alright?"
Song Xizhi hurriedly went to the side of the divine physician Rihua and helped her up.
The renowned physician leaned half his body against Song Xizhi, rubbing his forehead and saying, "It seems I'm not feeling well..."
Song Xizhi pursed his lips and said to Marquis Anding, "Then I will take my master to rest first."
Marquis An Ding hurriedly nodded, a hint of worry still on his face.
After Song Xizhi escorted the divine physician Rihua back to her bedroom, she slowly sat up from Song Xizhi's body, looking full of energy.
Song Xizhi raised an eyebrow at her: "You're not pretending anymore?"
The candlelight flickered dimly, and the Divine Physician Rihua stared at Song Xizhi's face, but did not smile.
"Isn't it because I was afraid you wouldn't be able to hold back your tears that I resorted to this tactic of bringing you back first?"
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi pursed his lips slightly, his eyes deepening: "I'm not sad, I just find it strange."
The renowned physician, Rihua, nodded in agreement: "That's what I think too. Your new husband is really strange."
"Just now, even the Marquis of Anding couldn't help but speak up for you, but he remained silent before, and even spoke up for that old coffin at the end. Does the Huang clan have some kind of leverage over him?"
Song Xizhi shook his head: "He has always guarded the frontier and has probably no connection with the Huang clan."
She herself couldn't understand why He Jingyan would speak up for the Huang family and even deliberately befriend them.
Upon hearing this, the Divine Physician Rihua narrowed his eyes slightly: "He really is good; he's good to everyone."
Song Xizhi lowered his eyes, and upon hearing this, he finally understood where the strange feeling in his heart had come from: "He was very good to me, very good to He Yunce, and very good to everyone in the Marquis's mansion."
"He was also very good to his maternal grandfather, very good to Madam Song, very good to the Huang family, and very good to all the members of the Huang clan."
Hearing Song Xizhi's string of "very good," the Divine Physician Rihua couldn't help but interrupt her: "Don't look for someone who's good to everyone, look for someone who's good to you!"
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but say, "Compared to this, the Crown Prince whom I used to look down on is actually the tallest among the short, barely passable!"
Song Xizhi remained lost in thought, her eyes dark. When she heard the Divine Physician Rihua mention Pei Yunyi, she frowned slightly, recalling something else:
"Master, didn't you say before that you saw He Jingyan talking to a woman outside the manor one day?"
The Divine Physician Rihua was taken aback, but reacted quickly: "You mean to say that the man that day was not His Highness the Crown Prince wearing a human skin mask, but the real He Jingyan?"
Song Xizhi's gaze deepened, and he nodded silently.
The Divine Physician Rihua's eyelids twitched, and his voice grew even softer: "Then He Jingyan... didn't he come back from outside covered in wounds?"
"He was already at the city gate when the people discovered him. How could he have already arrived in the capital before that?"
Song Xizhi closed his eyes, recalling all his recent interactions with him, his heart pounding: "If he just returned, how could he know what I've been doing in the capital?"
"If he had just returned, why was he lying covered in wounds at the city gate on the very day that Song Ruoan beat the drum to lodge her complaint?"
"Master...isn't all of this too much of a coincidence?"
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