She remembered clearly that in order to gain a good reputation, Song Ning did not send the food out for relief immediately. Instead, she donated the food like a goddess when the people were starving and suffering everywhere.
This step of the plan allowed Song Ning to truly enter the vision of the original male protagonist, the Third Prince.
This is the way they step on the backs of the people and greedily absorb their flesh and blood.
She doesn't like it.
Seeing Ning Yu's face was as cold as if covered with a layer of frost, Feng'er couldn't help but tremble in her heart and stepped forward to show concern.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
Ning Yu shook his head and exhaled, "Nothing, I just thought too much."
Her power was too small to prevent the flood in Jiangnan half a month later.
The only thing we can do is to remind those who are capable to take precautions in advance and prepare supplies so that more people can survive.
A low-key carriage stopped in front of the clinic and the servants lifted the curtain.
The man slowly got out of the car. He was wearing a crimson official uniform, had a tall figure, a stern and cold face, and gave off an aura that said "keep away from strangers."
"Madam, the commander is here."
Feng'er smiled at Ning Yu with a hint of teasing.
Song Ziyu strode over, his black pupils fixed on Ning Yu. "Doctor Ning, I'm here to ask you to come to my house to treat my mother."
In fact, he could have used his power to find a royal physician to treat his mother, but when he thought of Ning Yu bandaging him seriously under the candlelight, his heart started beating like a drum.
After the court session, Mo Ming asked the coachman to drive to the clinic.
Ning Yu quickly agreed, put on his small medicine box, and followed Song Ziyu into the carriage.
Song Ziyu lifted the carriage curtain slightly and looked back. Not far behind the carriage was an exquisite carriage following.
Song Ziyu glanced at Ning Yu casually, but she didn't seem to notice.
"Hurry up."
Song Ziyu casually gave orders to the driver.
"Your Highness, do you still want to follow?"
Seeing that the Song Mansion's carriage was getting faster and faster, Shi Ba couldn't help but speed up his hands.
"Need not."
The coldness in Ji Yun's eyes was almost overflowing.
Song Ziyu is simply haunting us!
It seems I need to find him something to do.
When Song Ziyu saw the carriage being thrown away, his lips curled slightly.
He glanced at the woman sitting opposite him. She was wearing a green skirt, her hair was combed into a bun, a pearl hairpin was inserted diagonally on her head, and her face was not made up.
Her small, snow-white earlobes were empty, not wearing any earrings like other women.
Song Ziyu noticed a hint of worry in Ning Yu's eyes, and his voice softened slightly.
"Doctor Ning, you don't look well. What happened?"
Ning Yu was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly.
She had just been thinking about how to remind Song Ziyu through the matter of rice.
Ning Yu hesitated for a moment, then got straight to the point, "Commander-in-Chief, do you know the current price of rice?"
Without waiting for Song Ziyu's reply, she said, "Feng'er told me this morning that the rice supply has almost doubled. I was wondering if there was a disaster somewhere, but the Daji Dynasty is peaceful and prosperous..."
Song Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a dangerous look, "Are you saying that someone is hoarding food?"
Ning Yu didn't dare to mention it to Jiangnan for fear of arousing suspicion.
A trace of doubt flashed through Song Ziyu's mind. Ning Yu is just a woman, why would she pay attention to these things?
Seeing Ning Yu's eyes as clear as water, he didn't ask.
Song Ziyu suppressed his emotions and said to her, "I will send someone to investigate this matter."
Ning Yu's brows still didn't relax, she was thinking, maybe Song Ziyu alone was not enough.
Although he had immense power and many court officials were afraid of him, it did not mean that he could interfere in Jiangnan affairs at will.
Who else can help?
The figure of a cold and noble man suddenly appeared in Ning Yu's mind. Should she go find him?
Let's wait and see.
Song Mansion.
The housekeeper's eyes widened when he saw Song Ziyu bringing in a woman who was extremely beautiful.
"Sir, may I ask who this person is?"
"This is Doctor Ning. I invited him to treat my mother."
Song Ziyu gave a brief introduction without further explanation.
He doesn't really want his mother to know about Ning Yu yet.
Thinking of his mother's insistence on him marrying a noble lady, Song Ziyu frowned slightly, but then quickly relaxed.
The housekeeper knew that the master had always been filial to the old lady, and he thought that the master had finally repented.
It was all for nothing.
The housekeeper brought Ning Yu to the old lady and bowed slightly, "Old lady, Doctor Ning has arrived. The master has some things to do in the study and will be here later."
Old Madam Song skimmed off the foam in the teacup, took a sip slowly, and then put the cup down. She stared at Ning Yu's overly cold face, and her tone couldn't help but turn cold.
"Are you the doctor Ning my son hired for me?"
Thinking of Ning Yu sitting in the clinic, she looked enchanting and it was obvious at first glance that she was an uneasy woman.
Ning Yu naturally heard the dissatisfaction of Mrs. Song towards her, but her expression remained unchanged and her voice was calm.
"Yes, may I ask if there is anything wrong with Madam Song's body?"
Madam Song wanted to see if this woman had this ability. "Since you are a doctor, you can naturally see it."
Ning Yu stepped forward, took out the small pillow, and placed it under Madam Ning's wrist. She placed her slender white fingers on her pulse.
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