Hearing this, the Queen Mother's brows relaxed a little, but there was still a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.
"What a useless fellow! He lay in bed for so long after only a few lashes."
Frost dropped her head and said nothing.
"Forget it, what can I say to a taciturn person like you?" The Queen Mother sighed softly, "You have been watching Song Shiwei these past few days. She hasn't done anything, has she?"
"Your Majesty, no. I've also asked other perfume makers, and they're sure Song Shiwei's is indeed the calming incense," Shuang Ning said, then paused, hesitantly adding, "There's just one thing they don't think is right."
"What?"
"They said that Song Shiwei seemed to have used too much fragrant grass. Logically, he shouldn't have used so much."
The Queen Mother paused and asked, "Is there any danger?"
Shuang Ning shook her head.
"Vanilla has a calming effect on the mind. A little or a lot won't do any harm."
The Queen Mother breathed a sigh of relief, but still became suspicious when she saw the green smoke rising from the incense burner.
Really, no harm?
…
Song Shiwei did not tell anyone else about her return home, and naturally there was no carriage outside the palace to pick her up. She left the palace, walked a few hundred meters west, suddenly turned around, and entered a small alley.
At the end of the alley, a figure stood tall.
Song Shiwei paused, composed her expression, bowed slightly, and said softly, "Your Highness, I greet His Highness the Sixth Prince."
Xiao Yanli turned around, his eyes filled with heartache. He took a few steps forward and helped her up: "Why should we be so distant from each other?"
Song Shiwei did not answer, but just looked at him indifferently, with a thousand worries between her eyebrows.
She has lost a lot of weight in the palace now, and looking at people like this, she looks even more pitiful. Xiao Yanli couldn't help but feel his heart waver for a moment.
"I wonder why the Sixth Prince asked me to come here."
Song Shiwei's tone was stiff. Xiao Yanli pinched her wrist with one hand and slowly placed his other hand on her shoulder: "I just haven't seen you for a long time."
The distance between the two people is very close.
Xiao Yanli was tall. Song Shiwei was leaning against his chest and smelling the familiar scent on him. Song Shiwei's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed.
"Sixth Prince, respect yourself."
Although he spoke with self-respect, Song Shiwei's voice was softer than before.
"Shi Wei, I know you blame me, but..." Xiao Yanli suddenly paused, then smiled bitterly: "Forget it, there's no point in saying this. I just want you to know that in my heart, there has always been only you."
Song Shiwei lowered his head.
"Alright," Xiao Yanli let go of her first. "I'm really happy to see you today. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid someone might find me. I'll be leaving now."
Song Shi was slightly stunned, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.
There was a dimness in Xiao Yanli's eyes, and his walking posture was a little strange. Song Shi frowned slightly and looked at him, then heard him hiss softly.
It seems to be extremely painful.
"You...are injured?"
Song Shiwei couldn't help but say that. Xiao Yanli's eyes flashed with pride, and he turned around and said, "It's nothing serious, just a minor injury. By the way, since you don't have a carriage to go back home, you can take mine."
"and you……"
"I'm fine. I'll have someone pick me up later."
Xiao Yanli chuckled, and Song Shi lowered his eyes slightly: "Thank you, Your Highness the Sixth Prince."
The carriage slowly drove away, and the smile on Xiao Yanli's lips suddenly disappeared. Uncle Zhang, who was hiding in the corner, also came out and stood beside him.
"Why not just let her talk to Jiang Zhaorong directly?"
Xiao Yanli said in a cold voice, "Because of what happened before, she already has a grudge against me. If I were to speak up suddenly, not only would she not tell Jiang Zhaorong, she herself wouldn't stand on our side."
Xiao Yanli finished speaking and looked at Uncle Zhang. "I told her about my injuries. Send someone to spread the word that these injuries were a punishment for asking the emperor to marry Song Shiwei."
"Just find a way to let her hear it, but don't let it spread too much."
Uncle Zhang's jaw.
…
When Song Shiwei returned home, he happened to meet Jiang Zhaorong sending out the mourners.
Jiang Zhaorong looked at the carriage logo and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Father, grandmother..."
Song Shiwei seemed to have forgotten the grudge she had at the coming-of-age ceremony, and looked at Jiang Zhaorong with some anxiety in her eyes.
Jiang Zhaorong paused, then said in a rare gentle tone, "Now that you're back, go burn some paper at the mourning hall."
Song Shiwei felt a lump in his nose, and two lines of tears flowed down his face as he walked towards the mansion.
After burning the paper, Song Shiwei said she was not feeling well and went back into the house. As soon as she entered the house, her face began to distort.
Disgusting! So hypocritical!
Whether it is Xiao Yanli or Jiang Zhaorong.
She gritted her teeth.
Xiao Yanli suddenly came looking for her now, there must be something he needed her to do.
Now that the old lady is dead, I have no support in the mansion anymore. I have already reached the age of marriage. If that bitch Taohong says something to Jiang Zhaorong and promises me to someone else, I will be in a very passive position.
Thinking of this, Song Shiwei couldn't help but feel fortunate that Xiao Yanli sent a carriage to take her there.
The prince's carriage logo is very conspicuous, and Jiang Zhaorong must be able to recognize it. He guessed his relationship with the Sixth Prince, so he would not act rashly and easily promise himself to others.
I still have time.
Xiao Yanli must not be allowed to notice anything wrong, and he must also hurry up on the Queen Mother's side.
Song Shiwei stayed in the mansion for two days before someone from the palace came to call him.
His attitude towards Song Shiwei was also extremely respectful.
Jiang Zhaorong saw this and had some ideas in mind.
It seems she was quite favored by the Empress Dowager. When she returned home that day, she was brought back by the Sixth Prince's carriage...
Jiang Zhaorong thought about it for a while, and the smile on his face became more genuine.
Although he has not yet obtained any clues about the treasure of the previous dynasty from Song Shiwei, in his current situation, if he can get close to the empress dowager through Song Shiwei, he will have a backer.
Jiang Zhiyu and Xu Youran’s purpose is very clear, they must want to take revenge on me, and the emperor is Jiang Zhiyu’s backer.
If I still insist on the treasure of the previous dynasty, I am afraid I will be killed by them before I find any clues.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhaorong couldn't help feeling a little regretful.
The day of Song Shiwei's coming-of-age ceremony must have been the day when Song Shiwei's emotions fluctuated the most. When he came back in the evening, he wanted to go and see her, but he never expected that she had not slept all night. Jiang Zhaorong also thought about using aphrodisiac incense, but then he thought, Song Shiwei has been making incense for many years, and she must be able to smell it.
In the end I had to give up this opportunity.
"Father, I will return to the palace first."
Song Shiwei's voice brought Jiang Zhaorong back to his senses. He nodded and said, "Go ahead. I'll greet the Queen Mother."
Song Shiwei sneered in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He just nodded slightly.
After leaving the house and getting on the carriage, Song Shiwei sat upright when he suddenly heard a sound outside the carriage.
"Have you heard? The Sixth Prince has asked His Majesty for permission to marry."
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