Chapter 6: What is Xiaoxiao in your eyes?
"General Song, Miss Liu, please watch your step and follow me this way."
The palace steward led the two of them, but they did not return in the same direction they came.
Song Tingchen paused.
He suddenly stopped. The courtyard was deep and the cold was a bit oppressive. He looked at the white snow covering the bamboo branches, then looked away after a moment, his gaze falling on Lu Zhiheng.
Song Tingchen frowned, and his voice fell into the snow with the north wind.
"Your Highness Prince Chen seems to be chasing us away."
Given his usual temper, he would never say such a thing today.
But at this moment, Song Tingchen suddenly felt a suffocating feeling in his heart. He looked at the green bamboo in the courtyard and suddenly didn't want to leave like that.
Lu Zhiheng's expression remained calm, and he waved his folding fan gently as he said slowly, "General Song has misunderstood."
"Just now, before I came, you two were thinking of leaving. I know General Song likes to be alone, so I don't want to make things difficult for him."
The wind rustled, blowing the snow off the branches, and Song Tingchen's brows furrowed even deeper.
He always liked to be alone, but when these words came out of Lu Zhiheng's mouth, he just felt indescribable weirdness.
But there was really no need for him to argue with the other party.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a smoky green figure appeared out of the corner of his eye. Song Tingchen paused, and was caught off guard when he came face to face with the woman who was as thin as a green bamboo.
Song Tingchen's expression froze for a moment, and his face was instantly covered with frost. Only the ice and snow could be compared to it.
He looked at Su Tan expressionlessly.
The warmth in his eyes faded away bit by bit, and the look he gave her was cold and icy, "The distinguished guest of Prince Chen's Mansion turned out to be you."
No wonder when Prince Chen heard the three words "Miss Su", he wanted to send him away as quickly as if he were a plague god.
Prince Chen held a folding fan and glanced at the snow. He had no idea that Su Tan had come early.
He had never thought that these two would meet, but who would have thought that they would bump into each other anyway.
Liu Qingyin nearly broke her nails, and a deep and fierce look flashed across her eyes.
Prince Chen’s distinguished guest turned out to be Su Tan?
Why?!
This woman was just a divorced, abandoned woman whose son and husband didn't want to talk to her. How could she be worthy of being treated as a guest of honor by the Prince?!
Liu Qingyin pinched the handkerchief, holding back the anger in her heart. She put on a weak posture and spoke cautiously, as if she was very afraid of Su Tan. "Sister Su Tan, so you know His Royal Highness Prince Chen?"
"Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"
Song Tingchen exuded a low pressure, and his face looked a little too cold.
When she returned to Beijing, she first went to pay homage to her parents, and then visited Prince Chen.
But she had never thought of going to the general's mansion!
Su Tan had an expressionless face. Her embroidered shoes crushed the fresh snow as she walked past the two of them towards Prince Chen.
Her eyes fell on Lu Zhiheng, who was holding a folding fan, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes. When the people from Prince Chen's Mansion found her with the master's jade token, they said that Princess Zhaoyang had been ill for a long time and might have attracted some evil spirit. "How is the princess?"
"The princess has taken the medicine I gave her and is feeling much better now."
Liu Qingyin clutched the handkerchief, her posture still weak, but a hint of pride overflowed from her eyes, "Sister Su Tan, don't look at me like that."
"Although I don't know any medical skills, the elixir I have is the one my father left me. It's the resurrection elixir made by the divine doctor Wangyou."
Su Tan was too lazy to pay attention to Liu Qingyin's pretense.
Her gaze fell on Lu Zhiheng, and when he nodded, her brows furrowed instantly. No one knew better than her that the Soul-Restoring Pills of the Divine Doctor Wangyou would not work at all on Princess Zhaoyang's illness. "Take me to see the Princess."
She had originally planned to come over tomorrow.
But just after she returned from Huguo Temple, Cui Wan told her that Princess Chaoyang's condition was not optimistic. Judging from the hexagram, it looked very dangerous.
Delay would lead to problems. Su Tan was afraid that if he came again at 11:00 tomorrow, there would be some irreparable mistakes, so he hurried over.
The fact that Princess Zhaoyang's fever suddenly subsided was not necessarily a good sign.
Lu Zhiheng paused. Although he didn't understand what Su Tan was going to do, he had invited her all the way here, not to refute her request. "Yeah."
Song Tingchen's brows were tightly knitted, and he blocked her way uncontrollably.
In response to his own extraordinary behavior, Song Tingchen's eyes only flashed a dark light, and the next moment, his gaze became cold.
"You're quite well-informed. As soon as I returned to the capital, I learned that Princess Zhaoyang was ill."
She kept it in mind: she was someone else's daughter.
What about her own son?
He had ignored her for three years, but as soon as he returned to Beijing, he pushed Xiaoxiao to the ground without mercy.
Song Tingchen exuded a low pressure, and his expression was puzzled. He really didn't understand how there could be such a cruel mother like Su Tan in the world. "In your eyes, what exactly is Xiaoxiao?"
Liu Qingyin stood weakly beside Song Tingchen.
When she mentioned Song Xiao's name, tears even welled up in her eyes.
"Sister Su Tan, Xiaoxiao is so pitiful. Everyone laughs at him for not having a mother. He doesn't say it, but he cries in his sleep at night."
"It would have been fine if you hadn't come back before, but now that you're back, can you at least go and see him? I beg you."
Song Tingchen stared at Su Tan coldly, "Su Tan, come back with me."
Su Tan's eyes were as clear and cold as the snow on the mountain. He just sneered briefly when he heard that.
"You asked me what Song Xiao is in my eyes?"
When Song Xiao was born, he was weaker than a cat and would die if he was not careful.
She gave up nearly 70% of her cultivation and merits, and used countless precious medicinal herbs and her own luck to nourish Song Xiao, in exchange for a healthy body.
But the first thing he did after he recovered was to unite with Song Tingchen against the same enemy, and regard her as a cruel and ruthless snake who wanted to kill Liu Qingyin.
"Song Tingchen, Song Xiao said in person that he wanted Liu Qingyin to be his mother, not me. Now there's no need for you to mention him in front of me."
"Besides, earlier at the Huguo Temple, he even wanted to smash his grandfather's eternal lamp to vent his anger on Liu Qingyin's behalf."
Listening to Su Tan's cold tone, Song Tingchen felt suffocated, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him.
He looked at her expressionlessly, "Su Tan, don't regret it."
He gave her a chance.
If she were not so extreme, said a few nice words, and stopped targeting Qingyin again and again, Xiaoxiao would not disown her as her biological mother.
Liu Qingyin wiped her tears, "Sister Su Tan, you——"
Before she finished speaking, Prince Chen had already put away all the expressions on his face. His voice was calm, but it made Liu Qingyin's heart tighten. "This is Prince Chen's Mansion."
"I asked Master Su to come here today, not to listen to you quarrel."
"General Song and Miss Liu, please go back if you are alright."
After he finished speaking, he no longer looked at the two of them, but turned to look at Su Tan and briefly described the situation of Princess Zhaoyang.
"Although the fever has subsided, his spirits haven't improved. I'm still a little worried."
"It would be safer if you saw it with your own eyes."
"Your Highness!" Liu Qingyin almost lost her breath. Even the King of Medicine, the Forget-Your-Sorrow Divine Doctor, was unsure of him, so who was Su Tan? She clutched the handkerchief tightly, her expression growing increasingly fragile. "Although Sister Su Tan barely knows some medical skills, but—"
"But the princess is so precious. If the imperial physician can't help her, and the elixir of Divine Doctor Wangyou is ineffective, then Sister Su Tan will be even more helpless."
Lu Zhiheng's eyes fell on her and he suddenly smiled, "Miss Liu, are you teaching me how to do things?"
Liu Qingyin shuddered. When Prince Chen smiled, he looked particularly charming and handsome, but she smelled a dangerous aura.
Liu Qingyin almost bit her lips, and looked unwillingly at Su Tan, whose figure was as graceful as a green bamboo. Finally, she lowered her head, her voice choked with sobs and grievance.
She knelt in the snow, her slender body swaying, "I dare not."
Song Tingchen's eyebrows were almost twisted into a knot.
He reached out and helped Liu Qingyin up, his cloak falling on her, but his eyes were deeply looking at Su Tan.
At this moment, the little maid who served in the princess's yard ran over, wiping her tears, and with a thud, her knees hit the snow.
"Your Highness!"
The little maid was crying, trembling all over, and stumbling over her words, "The princess has a high fever again, the imperial physician... the imperial physician is helpless, saying-"
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