Although Song Qingxue was nervous, her business ability was still very strong.

The acupuncture was performed smoothly and the thing that Xiahou Chongyuan was worried about did not happen.

"Don't get caught in the rain or get cold recently."

After Song Qingxue finished speaking, she put away the needle bag and prepared to leave, but she suddenly felt a pain in her chest, and then her vision went black, and she fell down.

"Qingxue!"

"Quickly call the imperial physician!"

Xiahou Chongyuan caught her sinking body, then picked her up and put her in the bed.

When Imperial Physician Liu arrived, he had just bent his knees to salute when he was stopped by him.

"No need to be polite, let's see how she is first."

When he put her on the bed just now, he saw blood oozing from her chest, which must be the wound that had split open.

But he had no medical skills and did not dare to act rashly.

Doctor Liu first took her pulse, then asked someone to get a basin of water to wipe off the excess blood, and then took out medicine and gauze to re-bandage her wound.

After he had completely treated the wound, Xiahou Chongyuan quickly asked, "Is she okay?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Miss Song just fainted due to overwork and will wake up soon. But she needs to rest more recently and can't be too tired."

"Um."

After hearing what Doctor Liu said, he finally felt relieved, but his frown did not relax.

Doctor Liu was a little confused about what he was thinking at the moment, and said tremblingly: "Your Highness, I need to go back to the Imperial Hospital to prepare the medicine, and I will send a pharmacist to deliver it later."

"Um."

Xiahou Chongyuan nodded and said nothing more.

Doctor Liu said goodbye cautiously and left quickly.

When there was no one in the room, Xiahou Chongyuan stood up and walked to the bed again.

He reached out and stroked the space between her brows, but was unable to smooth out the wrinkles on her brows.

"Really? Why are you trying so hard? Can't you feel any pain?"

Although he blamed Song Qingxue verbally, he felt very guilty in his heart.

If he had been tougher at the time, perhaps she wouldn't have been hurt.

If he had believed her from the beginning, he would have been able to protect her well.

He clearly already knew what kind of person Mo Weixin was, so why didn't he believe her?

…

Night falls quietly.

The smoke from the calming incense rose slowly, and the fragrance enveloped the entire room, making the palace maids in the room drowsy.

Song Qingxue opened her eyes and was confused for a moment when she saw the completely unfamiliar bed curtains and furnishings in the room.

She lifted the quilt and tried to get out of bed, but woke up the palace maid who was dozing off.

"Miss Song."

The palace maid walked quickly to the bed and gently helped her sit down.

"Are you thirsty? Please lean on me first. I will go and get you some water."

Song Qingxue looked at the maid's actions, thought for a moment, and asked, "Is this Zhaohua Palace?"

"Yes, young lady." The maid came over with the water and handed it to her.

Song Qingxue took it and said politely, "Thank you."

"Miss, you are welcome." The maid looked flattered. "It was the prince who asked me to take good care of you. This is my duty."

Song Qingxue smiled and nodded, then asked, "Where is the prince?"

"The prince is in the imperial study. Do you need me to call him?"

"Ah! No, no!" Song Qingxue quickly waved her hand to refuse.

"Okay, the prince should be back in half an hour. You can take a rest first, young lady. I will bring you some medicine."

"this……"

Song Qingxue paused and said, "I won't rest for now. The Queen Mother should still be waiting for me. I have to go back to Chang'an Palace first."

As she spoke, she was about to lift the quilt again.

The maid saw it and hurried over to pull her up, saying hurriedly, "Young lady, the prince has sent someone to Chang'an Palace to tell her that the Queen Mother said you need to rest, so you can stay here first."

After saying that, the palace maid smiled at her and continued, "Miss, you should rest and recover first. When you are well, you can go wherever you want."

"All right."

Song Qingxue had no choice but to agree reluctantly.

Xiahou Chongyuan really has a good sister-in-law!

Even though they knew they were divorced, they still insisted on letting her stay in Zhaohua Palace.

This is clearly making things difficult for her!

She has a really hard life.

…

Even though she was extremely reluctant, Song Qingxue still stayed in Zhaohua Palace.

However, she didn't see Xiahou Chongyuan very often these days. Basically, they only met once every two days, and they were always in a hurry.

She was in excellent physical condition. Although the injury was quite serious this time, she could move around freely after a few days of rest. However, she still could not practice martial arts.

Compared to Xiahou Chongyuan who often disappeared, Song Qingfeng came to Zhaohua Palace to see her every day.

Song Qingfeng is a person with a very regular schedule. No matter if he has anything to do or not, he insists on getting up at five in the morning every day and doing morning exercises.

After washing up after morning exercise, he ran to the palace to see her and demonstrated the Song family's spear techniques to her over and over again in front of the yard.

But in just six or seven days, she had memorized the entire set of gun techniques.

I have to say that the Song family's spear skills are really sharp, and every move is designed to take the enemy's head.

Song Qingfeng demonstrated it again, and when he finished, Song Qingxue handed him a handkerchief and asked him to take a break.

"Brother, I have something to ask you."

Song Qingfeng wiped his sweat, "What's the matter?"

Song Qingxue stood up and said, "Let's go in and talk."

After entering the house and sitting down, Song Qingfeng asked in confusion: "What's the matter? You are being so mysterious."

"Brother, do you know exactly how many troops Marquis Anding has under his command?"

"Hmm? Why are you asking that?"

Song Qingxue said: "Only by knowing the root and the bottom can we win every battle!"

Hearing this, Song Qingfeng had an expression of "I understand" on his face. He raised his hand and patted her shoulder, saying, "Qingxue, don't worry. No matter how many troops he has, brother will never let him hurt you!"

"Uh, brother, I just want to ask how many troops he has. Just tell me directly."

"Oh." Song Qingfeng thought about it and said, "About 100,000 soldiers and horses."

"What about Xiahou Chongyuan's men?"

"It should be half a million."

"So many!" Song Qingxue's eyes widened.

She only knew that Xiahou Chongyuan had a lot of soldiers and horses, but she didn't expect there would be so many.

However, when he married the original owner, he took half of the Song family's military forces. If you calculate carefully, it seems quite reasonable?

After a pause, she continued to ask, "What about our General's Mansion?"

"There are currently 300,000 troops." Song Qingfeng answered truthfully, and his doubts became even greater. "Qingxue, why are you asking these questions?"

"I didn't think about anything. I was just thinking, the Regent and the General's Office together have a total of 800,000 soldiers and horses. How did he lose?"

"Who?" Song Qingfeng felt more and more confused the more he listened.

"Xiahou Chong..." Song Qingxue suddenly reacted and quickly shut her mouth.

Song Qingfeng stared at her, his mind full of question marks.

He scratched his head and said with a rather painful look: "Little sister, what are you talking about?"

"I'm saying that we in Dongyue really have sufficient military strength. We don't have to worry about invasion from outsiders for the next 20 years."

Song Qingxue's answer was somewhat perfunctory.

Because she remembered something.

The most fundamental reason why Xiahou Chun was able to force the emperor to abdicate with such a powerful force was because a general under Xiahou Chongyuan defected.

Oh, no, it’s not a betrayal. The general was originally placed by Xiahou Chun next to Xiahou Chongyuan.

Xiahou Chun, so sinister!

No wonder he was successful. He was so patient and even his undercover agents seemed to have cheats.

If she hadn't been thinking about Yuchi Kingdom recently, she really wouldn't have remembered that there was such a person.

Fortunately, she remembered it. If she had not remembered it, no matter how many changes she and Xiahou Chongyuan made in the early stages, Xiahou Chun would still succeed in the end.

We have to find a way to kill this general!

But what was the general's name?

She patted her head and couldn't remember anything.