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Originally, Shen Kouqing was not willing to get involved with Song Yichen's trouble, but his injuries were truly too severe and she had the kindness of a doctor, hence he was allowed to stay in the house of the Marquis.

That day, after being scolded, Shen Koudan stayed silent for a few days.

"How is it?" Song Yichen asked.

Shen Kouqing shook his head, "Your body is already lacking, and now I only have powder to stop the bleeding, no Gold Sore Medicine and other ingredients to help you heal your body …."

Her eyes darkened. She got up and walked to the dressing table. She found a small, exquisite dagger. Gritting her teeth, she fiercely slashed at her own arm.

Instantly, fresh blood flowed out. Seeing this, Song Yichen frowned.

Shen Kouqing bit her lips tightly, cold sweat appearing on her forehead. She did not answer Song Yichen, but skillfully found a piece of white cloth and some medicinal powder to help her stop the bleeding, then called Ting Zhu for a doctor.

"You hide in the back." Shen Kouqing said, and then she turned and called Ting Zhu over.

Until the doctor gave Shen Kouqing the Gold Sore Medicine and the medicine formula to help heal his wounds, Song Yichen regained his senses.

After frying the medicine, he placed it in front of Song Yichen. Raising his eyes, he looked at Shen Kouqing with a heavy gaze, with a pair of eyes that were so sharp that it was hard to look at.

"This way, I won't be easily in trouble. This little injury will heal me up to seventy or eighty percent in less than three days. You don't have to worry about me."

Song Yichen frowned, he took the bowl of soup and swallowed all of it, then suddenly turned and kissed Shen Kouqing, causing her to be unable to reject, and all of them entered her mouth.

He left Shen Kouqing's lips and said seriously: "I am a dignified eight foot man, so I don't need a woman to save me!"

Song Yichen's tone was laced with anger, he was obviously angry.

Shen Kouqing looked up at Song Yichen in astonishment. She was unable to say anything, she only felt her heart pounding hard against her chest. In the past few days he had been together with Song Yichen, he had a warm jade-like appearance.

"Miss! "Miss!" Ting Zhu's voice brought Shen Kouqing back to reality, as she hid behind the bed.

The door was pushed open as Ting Zhu entered the room while panting.

"What's wrong?" Shen Kouqing frowned slightly.

"The Ninth Prince is here."

Shen Kouqing's brows instantly furrowed.

In her previous life, whenever Song Yuanhui came to the residence to look for her, she was so happy that she almost jumped. Now that she mentioned this person once again, she only felt a heart full of hatred.

"I know." Her tone was exceptionally cold, completely different from before.

"Then …" Ting Zhu asked.

"I'm not feeling well today, so it would be inconvenient for me to meet guests." Shen Kouqing's tone was gloomy, and her entire person seemed to exude a cold intent.

It was the first time Ting Zhu had seen someone like him. She paused for a moment, then blessed herself and walked out of the room.

Seeing Ting Zhu's figure disappear from her line of sight, Shen Kouqing's gaze sank inch by inch — — Ninth Prince, Song Yuanhui.

Thinking of that name, she felt as if her heart was being cut open by a dagger, all her memories from her past life flashed past her eyes, Shen Kouqing clenched his fist tightly, the hatred surrounding him seemed like it was about to spill out.

"You seem to hate Ninth Imperial Uncle?"

Song Yichen's voice suddenly came from behind him, carrying some doubts.

That's right, at this time in his previous life, the matter of Shen Kouqing and Song Yuanhui mutual love was known to everyone in the entire country.

After that, she would support Song Yuanhui to ascend to the throne, and she would cause all of her relatives to die.

However, those were only in his previous life!

Since the heavens allowed her to start over, she would not allow the events of her past life to happen again!

"Coconut?" Seeing Shen Kouqing being so stunned, Song Yuanhui walked over to her and waved his hand.

Shen Kouqing finally regained her senses, and looked at Song Yichen with a sullen look.

"The entire Great Zhao knows, the marquis' young miss is fond of the Ninth Prince. Shouldn't you be happy that he came to your house?"

Song Yichen looked at her with a smile. It was probably because they had been together for the past few days, and he was no longer that unfamiliar with her.

"Of course I'm happy. I can't wait to be happy …" Shen Kouqing sneered, gritting his teeth as he spoke. Only then did he realise that his emotions were too intense, and immediately retracted.

"Hmm? What do you wish for? " Song Yichen looked at the woman in front of him playfully. There were a lot of things that had happened in the past few days, but she had a plan in mind, she was not anxious at all, this was the first time he had seen Shen Kouqing lose control.

"Could it be that my Ninth Imperial Uncle has a woman who owes you her deep love?" Shen Kouqing's attitude towards Song Yuanhui was extremely obvious, she originally thought that it was the couple making a ruckus, and started to tease him.

Shen Kouqing did not say a word and sat down.

"Or is it that you don't like him anymore because you have another identity in your heart?"

Song Yichen chattered incessantly in Shen Kouqing's ears, causing her already restless to become even more chaotic.

She suddenly got up and slapped the table, angrily saying: "Why are you, Tang Dynasty's royal grandson, so noisy!"

"Those bullsh * t words that Song Yuanhui and I love each other came from someone. The words of others are terrifying, Your Highness can't possibly not understand this logic!"

Seeing that Shen Kouqing was truly angry, Song Yichen put away her sloppy appearance, and her face immediately became serious.

"That is to say, you are really uninterested in the Ninth Imperial Uncle?" He took a step forward and approached Shen Kouqing, then suddenly raised her chin.

He stared at Shen Kouqing with blazing eyes, and at the same time pinched her chin, forcing her to look straight at him.

This was the first time Shen Kouqing checked that she was Song Yichen. From the moment had saved him, she had treated him as a child.

But at this moment, she suddenly recalled that he was older than her by two years. Without a relationship with his nephew, he was first of all a man in front of her.

"What are you doing!" Shen Kouqing turned his head, and got rid of Song Yichen's shackles, he almost slapped him.

It was a pity that Song Yichen was a porcelain doll and could not be beaten up. Even if he was beaten to death, she could not afford to compensate him, so he could only reluctantly hold it in.

Song Yichen looked at Shen Kouqing's blushing face and couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth.

"Since you don't like Ninth Imperial Uncle, what about me?"

Song Yichen said frivolously, Shen Kouqing's face was burning even hotter, she pushed him away fiercely, anger plastered on her face.

"Lecher!"

He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted.

"Your injuries have almost healed, so don't disturb my peace. The Medicine God Valley has all kinds of good medicine, if you can use it, go to where."

As Shen Kouqing said this, she obviously followed the order to leave. Before she finished speaking, she had already turned around and left.

The man behind her raised the corner of his mouth as he looked at Shen Kouqing as if he was looking at his prey.