Even Song's parents didn't know.
Song Tangli was furious. She would be the Crown Princess in the future, and this head maid had no sense at all. Once she became the Crown Princess, she would definitely punish these sycophantic people severely.
"Let your mother think of a way." Song's mother also felt sorry for her and softened at her coquettishness, so she stroked her head to comfort her.
When the old woman heard Song's mother say that her youngest daughter should also learn manners so that she could get married in the future, she nodded in agreement.
They were originally sent to keep an eye on Song Tangli, so there's no need for them to find excuses to keep an eye on her.
That old nanny doesn't usually interfere with Song Tangxue. If she wants to go to Chunxin Hall, she can go; if she wants to go somewhere else, she can just mention it.
Song Tangxue was relieved; it seemed they weren't there to guard against her.
Song Tangli was furious. She was the one who begged to come in the first place, and now she was the one trying every means to escape.
It was another early morning. The dawn light lifted the veil of night and revealed a brilliant sunrise. Song Tangxue stood before the old woman, looking energetic: "Old woman, I'm going to Chunxin Hall now."
The nanny smiled as she saw her off. Song Tangli was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, but when she saw this, her eyes lit up: "Nanny, I also want to go out today."
She hadn't seen the Crown Prince for several days. Yesterday, a letter from him arrived, inviting her on a spring outing today.
"The Crown Princess has important business to attend to when she goes out. What are you going there for?" The old woman replied sternly, "Your temperament is fickle. What will your husband's family think of you in the future?"
This is a palace maid; if Song Tangli offends her, she won't be doing well now.
Song Tangli held back, but cursed inwardly.
Seeing Song Tangxue, who was standing far away at the door, turn around and smile faintly at her, Song Tangli was instantly enraged: "So she went out last night too!"
“The Crown Princess has many shops and a lot of things to deal with. Isn’t Miss Song meddling too much?” The old woman’s face hardened. “Or do you think I can’t control you?”
Song Tangli was scolded so badly that she dared not misbehave anymore.
Song Tangxue arrived at Chunxin Hall without incident. Recalling Song Tangli's face of being taken advantage of, she felt somewhat happy.
Before even entering Chunxin Hall, a luxurious carriage was seen parked at the entrance. The carriage was covered in expensive and exquisite silk on all sides, and the gold-inlaid and jewel-encrusted windows were covered by a light blue crepe curtain.
Those who came were either rich or noble, and presumably they were looking for a master.
The master was very famous, and many high-ranking officials and nobles came to invite him to their services.
Upon entering the room, Doctor Xie frowned, looking at the exquisite letter in his hand. Song Tangxue leaned closer, not even reading the contents, and asked Doctor Xie, "How many patients have come today?"
Doctor Xie sighed and pushed the letter onto the table: "You don't need to see a doctor today. Go to their house on my behalf."
Song Tangxue immediately thought of the carriage outside the door. Although she was known as Xie Lingyi's closed-door disciple, she was unknown. The person who came to invite her must be her master.
Seeing that Doctor Xie clearly didn't want to go, Song Tangxue pondered for a moment and asked, "May I ask who it is?"
“General Wang Yun, the Guardian of the Nation,” Xie Lingyi uttered.
Song Tangxue was shocked and stared dumbfounded at the carriage at the door: "This is bad. General Wang is of high rank and great power. If someone else were to go..."
"It's alright. Master has some personal grudges with him and it's inconvenient for him to intervene." Doctor Xie reassured his little disciple with a smile, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
In those few moments, one could see that this usually composed disciple possessed some of the thoughts typical of his age.
“If I go, the Wang family will definitely not believe me,” Song Tangxue said, showing her self-awareness.
"Whether it can be cured or not makes a big difference to whether you go or not." Doctor Xie put the letter away: "You just need to go."
It seems I can't get rid of this task.
Song Tangxue reluctantly agreed, and her master immediately escorted her to the carriage. The coachman stared blankly at Xie Lingyi outside the carriage.
When the carriage arrived at the General's Mansion, Song Tangxue lifted the curtain and looked outside. To her surprise, the person waiting at the door was the steward of the General's Mansion.
Upon seeing the carriage return, he rushed forward in twos and threes and waited anxiously inside.
Song Tangxue alighted from the carriage with her apprentice. The steward, who had been glancing behind her, was momentarily stunned and asked, "Hasn't Physician Xie arrived?"
The young apprentice, with a stern face, handed over Xie Lingyi's jade pendant: "Xie Lingyi is unable to come due to other matters. This is Song Tangxue, Xie Lingyi's last disciple, who came to see the doctor on his behalf."
The person in charge broke out in a cold sweat. Oh dear, what should he do?
But since the person had already come, and was Xie Lingyi's last disciple, they couldn't just turn them away. The steward, with a bitter face, led the way: "When will your master be free? It won't take long for him to come to the General's Mansion."
Song Tangxue didn't answer him, but the young apprentice beside her answered like a little adult: "The matter that Doctor Xie is facing is troublesome, and it may take more than half a month."
The person in charge almost fainted. In half a month, their general's body would be cold. They could only pray that this disciple had some skill.
Although the chances are slim.
Upon arriving at the general's courtyard, the two groups of men were locked in a fierce struggle.
Seeing the steward bring in a young girl, Wang Jue, the general's illegitimate son, looked her up and down and asked, "Weren't you going to invite Physician Xie?"
The person in charge was inwardly groaning, but he forced himself to step forward and said, "Physician Xie is unable to come due to other matters. This is Physician Xie's last disciple."
Wang Jue's eyes were venomous like a snake's: "I've heard of closed-door disciples, but they've only been here for a few days. What can they possibly accomplish? Isn't this just nonsense?"
“I think we should let this young lady give it a try.” Wang Xin, the eldest son, stood at the door with an extraordinary air about him: “Anyone who can be accepted as a disciple by Physician Xie is no ordinary person.”
When Wang Jue heard him speak, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care how much trouble my elder brother usually causes, but this matter concerns Father's safety. I absolutely do not believe that this little girl has any real skills."
Wang Xin frowned as he looked at him. He possessed the noble and elegant demeanor unique to the eldest son of the legitimate wife, which Wang Jue disliked the most.
“She’s just a woman. Even Xie Lingyi took more than half a year to master her skills.” Wang Jue continued, glancing at Song Tangxue with disdain: “Someone like her is probably not here to swindle money.”
Song Tangxue realized that this was a family feud, a critical moment when the head of the household was facing life and death.
Song Tangxue became an innocent bystander, and was belittled to the point of worthlessness by Wang Xin.
The young apprentice beside her, who had witnessed Song Tangxue's abilities, also lowered his head in dismay.
Even if these people don't know Sister Xue's strength, they should still be wary of Doctor Xie Ling behind her.
By offending people so badly, it's obvious they don't want the general to recover. Song Tangxue glanced at Wang Jue, who stood in front of her with an air of righteous indignation, without changing her expression.
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