Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

When Song Jinyue went to find her grandmother, her aunt Xie just came back from the palace.

Her aunt looked solemn, and was about to mention to her mother-in-law that the queen summoned her to the palace today, but she saw her nephew walking in in a panic, so Xie swallowed back the words she was about to say for the time being.

Song Jinyue hurriedly bowed and said urgently: "Grandma, aunt, and the prince's cousin have regained some energy. Please quickly invite the doctor to take a look."

Mrs. Zhang was overjoyed and quickly stood up. Mrs. Xie hurriedly stepped forward to help the old lady.

"Mom, slow down..."

Mrs. Xie couldn't help but persuade her.

Mrs. Zhang had only taken two steps when she suddenly stopped and looked back at her daughter-in-law Xie, "Go and see if the doctor Yuan you invited has come to the capital. It's hard for the prince to ask doctors from outside to treat him."

"Don't worry, mother, my daughter-in-law is safe. I will go and see for myself to see if Dr. Yuan is here."

Mrs. Xie turned around and took her grandma into the carriage and left the Zhang Mansion.

Doctor Yuan was an old friend of Mrs. Zhang. In his early years, he offended a nobleman in the capital. Although Mrs. Zhang protected him, he did not want to cause too much trouble with Mrs. Zhang.

So he resigned and left the capital with his family. After walking for decades, he never returned to the capital.

Mrs. Zhang has never contacted Dr. Yuan in these years and does not know his whereabouts.

Due to the queen's illness, the old lady had sent people to search for her before, but she had never been found.

Two days ago, Doctor Yuan suddenly received a letter, asking the old lady how she was doing all these years, and also left her address.

Now it is convenient to find Dr. Yuan's place to stay.

A few days ago, I sent a letter asking Dr. Yuan to come to Beijing, and Dr. Yuan agreed.

Song Jinyue personally helped her grandmother to a pavilion, where her mother-in-law and maidservants were waiting outside the courtyard gate.

"Grandma, don't be anxious." Before entering the house, Song Jinyue persuaded her grandmother not to get excited later.

The old lady agreed and then followed her granddaughter into the house.

The prince was seen sitting in front of the writing desk, and Cousin Zhi was standing beside the prince. Cousin Zhi was holding the prince's right hand, helping him write words on the rice paper spread out with a brush.

Seeing the old lady coming, Zhang Dingzhi let go of His Highness the Prince's hand, put the brush on the pen holder, and then said: "Grandma, the Prince's cousin, he is conscious."

Ever since the prince became dull, he had never seen such a look on his face.

Now that I have independent consciousness, how can I not be happy?

The old lady motioned for the two of them to sit down, then stepped forward to look at her grandson carefully, and tentatively called, "Prince?"

The prince's eyes moved slightly, as if he was responding to the old lady.

The old lady was overjoyed. She raised her hand to stroke the prince's cheek and murmured: "Good boy, don't be afraid. With grandma here, you will be fine."

There was a hint of choking in the old lady's hoarse voice.

Song Jinyue and Zhang Dingzhi felt sad. They looked at each other and their eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Even the prince's eyes turned slightly red.

"Cousin Zhi, what does the prince want to say?" Song Jinyue lowered her voice and asked, pointing to the rice paper scrawled with pen and ink on the desk.

"Cousin, I don't know either. There are random scrawls on it. I can't tell what the prince's cousin wants to express."

Zhang Dingzhi shook his head helplessly.

Not long after, Mrs. Xie hurriedly brought Dr. Yuan into the house.

While everyone was waiting outside, Dr. Yuan personally went inside to treat the prince.

I just took a quick look and saw an old man with white hair, dressed in white, and looking like a fairy.

Everyone waited for about a cup of tea before Doctor Yuan came out from the inner room.

But he didn't stay much longer and called the old lady inside to talk.

This is because I don’t want others to hear me.

Mrs. Xie waited outside with her daughter and niece, her heart pounding.

My heart felt as if it was about to jump out of my throat.

Mrs. Xie couldn't sit still, so she walked back and forth in the outer room, but never came close to the inner room.

I just glance inside from time to time.

Song Jinyue pinched her fingers and frowned.

Zhang Dingzhi patted his knees gently and counted silently.

This time, after waiting for half a quarter of an hour, Dr. Yuan was sweating and holding the medicine box, carefully putting away the silver needle in his hand.

The old lady followed Dr. Yuan and said repeatedly: "Doctor Yuan, I have caused you trouble. I will visit you another day to thank you."

Doctor Yuan put away the silver needle in his hand and put it back into the medicine box. As he was arranging the medicine box, he heard Mrs. Zhang's words. He couldn't help but frowned, made a serious face, and said displeasedly: "If you hadn't protected me back then,

In the Yuan Mansion, how can I survive to this day? If you are so polite, if you invite me again in the future, I will not come out!"

The two old men, who combined were over a hundred years old, were bickering like children.

The old lady didn't tolerate him at all, and said angrily: "It's just such a small kindness, why do you still remember it now! Now it's even, don't think I'm kind to you again in the future."

Doctor Yuan snorted softly, his gray beard swaying slightly.

He put the medicine box on the table, took the pen and ink, and carefully carried the prescription.

Mrs. Xie personally sent Dr. Yuan back, and the old lady asked her nanny to go to several drug stores outside to buy medicine.

Song Jinyue and Cousin Zhi accompanied His Royal Highness in the courtyard.

After Doctor Yuan left, the prince lay on the couch and fell asleep.

Grandma said that Dr. Yuan gave the prince an injection, and after a few days of sleep and medicine, the disease would be cured.

The grandmother beside her didn't say much, but Song Jinyue understood that there was something hidden in this, and it was hard to let juniors like them know about it.

When the prince's medicine was cooked, the prince had not yet woken up.

My aunt Xie has not returned yet, so it is getting late.

Song Jinyue stood up, said goodbye, and returned to the Duke's Mansion.

The carriage was driving on the street and there was a lot of noise outside. Song Jinyue couldn't help but lift the curtain and look outside.

There were several women in coarse clothes standing on the stone street, talking together, but their eyes occasionally fell on the carriage of the Duke's Mansion.

Qiu Yun opened the car curtain and looked outside, roughly understanding the reason in her heart.

Feeling secretly annoyed, he suddenly pulled down the car curtain, pouting slightly with a dissatisfied look on his face.

Song Jinyue smiled helplessly, raised her hand and tapped Qiu Yun's forehead, and said: "You have been by my side for so many years, why are you still so frizzy?"

"Miss……"

Qiu Yun lowered her voice and felt helpless for her young lady, "It's obviously the fault of others, so why does it become our fault in the eyes of others?"

"What they say is just their own conjecture. People's words are the most terrifying, but as long as we act upright and sit upright, they can say whatever they want.

Besides, it’s not us who will have no shame to go out in the future.”

Song Jinyue did not expect that even if the fifth prince committed such a scandal, the emperor would treat him so lightly.

He Yuan frame was imprisoned in the Fifth Prince's Mansion, not allowed to leave the house even half a step, and was fined one year's salary.

After hearing such a light punishment, Song Guogong was not angry. He went to the palace overnight and threatened that the emperor would take back the title in the palace. If a thief entered the palace in the future, he could be beaten to death with a stick and there would be no need to go to the palace again.

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——Small theater——

I have been working on a new book recently, and this one is a bit slower.

However, more than half of the plot of this book has passed, and it will be completed by the end of April at the latest.

I hope that the new book will be signed smoothly and can be released before the completion of "The Boss" next month.

At that time, I also ask you guys to support my new book (provided that I can successfully sign the contract for the second time).