Calm down? Song Jiao's heart was like the surging waves, unable to calm down at all.
However, she lay on the bed, breathing deeply, and deliberately controlling her pulse to make it beat more violently, as if she was really deeply hit by external stimulation.
When the doctor hurried over, he carefully felt the pulse and turned to Shen Yue and Chen Shi seriously, "The eldest lady has obviously suffered a strong shock. It is best to rest strictly in the next few days. She must not be stimulated in any way."
The doctor quickly wrote down the prescription and told his servant to get the medicine.
As the sound of busy footsteps faded away, silence returned to the room.
Chen sat beside the bed and gently held Song Jiao's cold hand. "Fuer..." she called softly, her eyes full of worry.
Chen Yue frowned and said in a deep voice, "Madam, let Fu'er have a good rest first. I will definitely seek justice for her in this matter."
It would have been fine if the prince didn't pick up the things, but he actually irritated Fu'er to this extent.
If His Majesty cannot give Fu'er an explanation, then don't blame him for disregarding the dignity of the monarch and his subjects.
Chen seemed to want to say something, but looking at Song Jiao lying unconscious on the bed, she chose to remain silent.
She stood up and quietly left the room with the maids.
The door closed gently and Song Jiao slowly opened her eyes.
She turned on the system screen and looked at Shen Yaoan lying on the ground on the screen, her face full of disbelief, "Impossible, impossible! How could Shen Yufu be reborn?" She kept repeating it, her voice revealing deep panic.
A sneer appeared on Song Jiao's lips.
It had just begun, and Shen Yaoan had already begun to become suspicious.
Wouldn't I have to live in fear every day and night from now on?
At this time, Liu'er pushed the door open cautiously.
She looked around deliberately before entering the room, and only walked in after making sure that there was no one there.
Looking at Song Jiao who had already sat up, she breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, "Miss, you scared me to death just now. I thought you fainted because of their anger." There was deep worry in her voice.
Song Jiao smiled softly and asked in a low voice, "How's the thing I asked you to do before going?"
Liu'er nodded seriously and said, "I have already told those talkative people in the mansion. I believe that soon, what happened in our mansion today will become a hot topic." There was a cunning and decisiveness in her words.
Song Jiao nodded with satisfaction.
Since Shen Yao doesn't intend to have any face, why does she still keep that face?
What happened in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion that day spread throughout the capital and became a topic of discussion among people after dinner.
The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight fell on the streets of the capital, Eunuch Zhang, the emperor's attendant, had already hurried to the Shen family in a magnificent carriage, carrying the imperial edict.
This sudden imperial order made the entire Shen family busy, and the atmosphere became solemn and tense.
After all, the reason why he asked the eunuch beside the emperor to come here was naturally to show his importance to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion and this matter.
In the carriage heading to the palace, Song Jiao sat in the spacious and comfortable compartment, her head elegantly supported by one hand, her expression lazy and calm.
In her hand, she still held the storybook that Liu'er had handed her yesterday. The book was filled with love stories.
However, halfway through, Song Jiao lost interest in continuing reading. She gently closed the book, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.
The carriage slowly advanced along the bustling streets, the scenery outside the window constantly changing, but Song Jiao's heart remained calm. At this moment, Liu'er approached and whispered, "Miss, the Third Miss has also been summoned to the palace. I just overheard a conversation between Eunuch Zhang and the Master, and they said that the Third Miss told the Crown Prince that she could predict the future."
Song Jiao raised her eyes slightly, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes.
Haha, you can predict the future, but you are just using the information from your previous life to exchange for the bargaining chip to become the prince's concubine.
She gently clicked on the system interface and checked the timeline. What happened in the past two days should be predicted, but what will happen after that is not certain.
"How can it be so mysterious?" Song Jiao raised a scornful smile, "It's just relying on intelligence, it's nothing."
As the carriage bumped along, she picked up the notebook again and flipped through it casually, as if waiting for the upcoming court storm.
The carriage stopped in front of the vermilion gate of the imperial palace, and Song Jiao walked out gracefully.
She looked up at the magnificent palace, took a deep breath, and calmed herself down.
Then, led by the palace maid, she slowly walked into the depths of the palace.
After walking through the corridor, we arrived in front of a magnificent hall.
The emperor was already waiting there. He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a golden crown on his head, looking majestic and solemn.
Song Jiao bowed respectfully and the emperor then gestured for her to stand up.
After Chen Yue stood up, his eyes fell on Nangong Ze, who had left the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion without saying a word yesterday, and he did not leave for a long time.
"My dear Shen, I have heard about the absurd things the prince did yesterday. How do you think this matter should be handled?" The emperor's voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the hall.
"Your Majesty, this matter concerns His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I cannot make the decision on this matter. I only hope that Your Majesty can give me and my daughter an explanation." Shen Yue's expression was solemn. He knew the emperor's thoughts very well, and he also understood what kind of turmoil would be caused if this matter was not handled properly.
His words revealed his deep concern for his daughter and his desire for justice.
At this moment, Chen's anxious voice came from behind: "Fuer... Fuer..." Everyone turned around and saw Chen looking at Song Jiao with a worried look on her face.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Song Jiao in an instant.
At this moment, Song Jiao seemed to be in some kind of fear. Her whole body was twitching, her hands were shaking like sieves, and she kept muttering: "Bad guy...bad guy..." Her voice was full of fear and helplessness, which made people feel pity.
Suddenly, Song Jiao rushed towards Shen Yao, who was standing at the back, like a madman, grabbed her hair and started tearing it.
Her movements were so crazy that they were jaw-dropping.
A lot of hair was broken with one claw.
Shen Yao had never expected that Song Jiao would lose control like this in front of the emperor, so he simply started to resist Song Jiao.
Song Jiao simply went all out and started tearing Shen Yao's clothes, and the scene was in chaos for a while.
Nangong Ze was furious when he saw the woman he liked being humiliated in public.
He walked a few steps to Shen Yao, stretched out his hand and was about to push away the crazy Song Jiao, but he didn't expect Song Jiao to suddenly fall to the ground.
This scene stunned everyone.
Seeing this, Chen and Liu'er immediately rushed over and helped the fainted Song Jiao up.
They looked at her with worry, their hearts filled with doubts and uneasiness.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the emperor immediately summoned the imperial physician.
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