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"Is Royal granddaughter consort free? Can you come to the Sage Gathering Tower?" Song Yuanling suddenly said.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, and that it was getting closer to a man and woman, Shen Kouqing shook her head and rejected: "Let's change the day then. It's late today and I still have some matters to take care of when I get back.

Seeing Song Yuanling coming towards him, Shen Kouqing subconsciously took a step back, but accidentally stepped on a small rock. His legs went soft, and he almost fell down.

"Royal granddaughter consort, be careful!" Song Yuanling hurriedly supported her, preventing her from falling down in a sorry state.

Feeling the warmth on his arm, Shen Kouqing quickly dodged, then realised he had gone overboard, and hurriedly said: "Thank you Sixth Prince, I will take my leave first, we will meet again another day."

Finished, Shen Kouqing bowed slightly, and took her leave.

Song Yuanling wasn't a bad person, and didn't think about hurting anyone. If possible, Shen Kouqing really wanted to be his friend, she only hoped that Song Yuanling wouldn't tarnish this friendship.

Song Yuanling watched as Shen Kouqing slowly left. After a long while, she lowered her head and thought, was she being too abrupt?

Shen Kouqing was a little flustered in her heart.

Although it was getting dark and there were fewer people on the street, it was hard to not be seen. If that was really the case, then she would really die and not be washed clean by jumping into the Yellow River.

With an apprehensive mood, he returned to his residence, but Song Yichen had not returned.

She ate dinner and took a bath before sitting in the shade at the door.

It felt good to be alive.

Shen Kouqing squinted her eyes and looked at the edge of the sky that was as smooth as silk and had a feeling that she had reincarnated into the world.

The fiery red phoenix flowers bloomed passionately as they densely bloomed. Compared to the distant fiery clouds, it did not give way in the slightest, as it competed against each other for beauty.

Thinking about the past, she was indeed willing to sacrifice her own life.

In order to curry favor with Song Yuanhui, Shen Kouqing had done countless of foolish things. When she married Song Yuanhui, Song Yuanhui went to this concubine's place today, and went to that imperial concubine's place tomorrow, and rarely went to the Shen Kouqing Palace. In order to get Song Yuanhui's favor, Shen Kouqing even went to the extent of pretending to be sick to be wrong, which made Song Yuanhui hate her even more.

Shen Kouqing was a little dazed.

The wind blew against Shen Kouqing's soft hair. Waves of fragrance mixed with the fragrance of the grass.

Shen Kouqing turned her head and saw Song Yichen walking over.

"You're back."

Shen Kouqing stood up and called for Ting Zhu, telling her to bring the food over, but Song Yichen stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Shen Kouqing realized that Song Yichen's expression was a little strange, and asked with concern.

"Where did you go today?" Song Yichen's voice was ice-cold.

Shen Kouqing was a little at a loss: "I just made a trip to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, what about it?"

"Anything else?" Song Yichen asked again.

Shen Kouqing shook her head, she did not understand why Song Yichen would ask that.

Seeing that he could not get a answer out of her, Song Yichen's face darkened.

"What's wrong with you? If you have something to say, then just say it. There's no need to beat around the bush like that." Shen Kouqing was also a little unhappy, she hated the way Song Yichen looked like he was getting jealous.

Song Yichen did not say anything, suddenly he flung his sleeves and turned to leave.

However, he had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped. He let out a few heavy coughs and bent over.

Shen Kouqing suddenly remembered that Song Yichen's sickness was not completely cured.

"Yi Chen, what happened to you?" Shen Kouqing immediately ran over.

Song Yichen had a bitter face as he covered his mouth. His pale face was as white as paper and his eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Very quickly, blood flowed out from the gaps between Song Yichen's fingers.

"Someone, come!" Shen Kouqing was terrified, and was at a loss of what to do.

Ting Zhu heard the commotion and quickly ran over. Seeing that Song Yichen had fainted, she screamed in fear.

"Ting Zhu, get the imperial physician!"

Ting Zhu hurried out.

"Song Yichen, Song Yichen!"

Shen Kouqing called out a few times in a row, but Song Yichen did not react at all. He weakly fell onto Shen Kouqing's body, and a trace of dark red blood hung from the corner of his mouth.

Shen Kouqing immediately pulled him back onto the bed and covered him with a blanket, waiting anxiously for the imperial physician to come back.

Shen Kouqing felt a fierce shock in his heart as she felt a wave of regret gush out of his heart.

Because Song Yichen was so angry that it attacked his heart, the condition that was just stabilized became even worse, and he started to vomit blood.

Do not be angry again in the future. Otherwise, if you reverse the flow of your blood, there is a high chance of death.

Shen Kouqing's heart turned cold, and she couldn't wait to reverse the flow of time.

While Shen Kouqing was waiting anxiously, the imperial physician came. The explanation was about the same as Shen Kouqing's.

"Imperial Physician, is there any way to cure the emperor's eldest grandson's illness?" Shen Kouqing asked.

The imperial physician shook his head.

As early as five years ago, the Emperor had asked the Supreme Hospital how to cure Song Yichen's illness. There was only one person who knew about such a huge Imperial Physician.

After so many years, the emperor had sought out all the famous doctors in the world, and more than twenty of them were treating Song Yichen from head to toe, unable to be eradicated.

It was only until they met Shen Kouqing that they could barely control the poison in his body.

But even so, it was only a matter of control, and could not solve the underlying problem.

Shen Kouqing let the imperial physician go back.

Using the knowledge he had learned, Shen Kouqing prescribed a prescription, and added a few types of medicinal herbs, allowing Ting Zhu to refine the medicine outside.

She sat in front of Song Yichen, guarding him.

The sky had already darkened, and not long after, the news of Song Yichen's illness spread. The emperor sent a few more imperial physicians over to help Shen Kouqing treat it.

Shen Kouqing didn't sleep for the entire night, and Song Yichen also didn't wake up for the entire night.

Shen Kouqing secretly swore in her heart that she would cure Song Yichen!

When the sky was about to brighten, Shen Kouqing fell asleep beside the bed. Song Yichen secretly opened one of his eyes and a sly smile flashed across his face.

Yes, he was pretending.

No, it couldn't be said to be faked.

Yesterday night, he indeed felt pain in his chest, but it quickly healed. Song Yichen did not think that Shen Kouqing would care so much about him.

Seeing that Shen Kouqing was extremely busy for his sake, taking her pulse and inviting an imperial physician, Song Yichen could not bear to see this, but since he had already put on an act, there was no longer any room for turning back.

Until Song Yichen saw that Shen Kouqing did not sleep the entire night and did not stop checking his pulse to diagnose his condition, the last bit of anger in his heart was completely gone.

Just as he was about to wake up, he heard footsteps outside. Song Yichen quickly pulled on his blanket and laid down.

Seeing Shen Kouqing lying in front of him and sleeping unstably, she immediately called out to him carefully: "Esteemed Empress, Esteemed Empress, please wake up, someone from the palace is here."