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Song Feiwan refused to eat or drink, shaking her head continuously.
"Your Highness, you are the Consort of Prince Chen. Whether you agree or not, I understand. But if you give me to someone else..." Song Feiwan paused, her voice low, "I have died once; I am not afraid of dying a second time."
Consort Rong looked at her in shock, realizing there was truly no way to persuade her this time. Who would have thought that the beloved of Xiao Yu would have such a fiery temperament?
The palace maids were equally moved by this display of genuine emotion and began to support Song Feiwan.
"Your Highness, Miss Song is so devoted; please grant her wish."
"Yes, if she marries the prince, she will at least have something to hold onto."
"Protecting her is better than letting her suffer at the hands of others."
"Your Highness, the prince has passed away; please do not further chill Miss Song's heart."
Song Feiwan nodded repeatedly, her voice choked with tears as Consort Rong pleaded, "Your Highness, they say that after death, one becomes a wandering soul. The prince died so far away; what if he gets lost? I want to light a lamp to guide him home."
Consort Rong could no longer hold back her tears, which fell like rain. "Indeed!" she exclaimed three times in admiration. "Yu'er has good taste! With such a wife, he can rest in peace in the afterlife!"
Song Feiwan thought to herself: Xiao Yu is dead; if he knew I was using his name for my own benefit, he might just haunt me.
"Xiao Yu, I will forever remember your great kindness!" she vowed. "Once the memorial tablet is made, I will offer you tributes every day!"
Her face lit up with surprise. "Your Highness, have you agreed?!"
Consort Rong nodded. "The Emperor has been busy dealing with the southern floods these days. You should return home for now; I will quickly seek an imperial decree for your marriage!"
Overjoyed, Song Feiwan stood up and bowed deeply to Consort Rong. "Thank you, Your Highness!"
After lingering for a moment and noticing Consort Rong's fatigue, Song Feiwan took her leave.
Consort Rong mentioned that Song Feiwan had helped greatly today and should be rewarded. She asked what Song Feiwan desired.
This time, Song Feiwan did not hold back and humbly requested, "I am quite interested in medicine; could I have some medical books and herbs?"
Consort Rong readily agreed and instructed a palace maid to take her to the storeroom to choose what she wanted.
As expected of a favored consort, the accumulation of her resources dazzled Song Feiwan's eyes. Especially when she discovered a rare herb needed for detoxification!
In the end, the palace maid recorded the medical books and herbs she requested and respectfully said, "Miss Song, these items will be sent to your residence along with the imperial decree for your marriage."
Song Feiwan knew that Consort Rong was trying to give her face, and she couldn't help but feel touched. She had borrowed the influence of someone else's son, and out of both sentiment and reason, she would do her utmost to repay this kindness in the future.
"Thank you, Your Highness, and I appreciate your efforts," Song Feiwan said.
This display of courtesy left the palace maid flabbergasted. Not only had she long since lost any initial hostility towards Song Feiwan, but she genuinely regarded her as a sister!
After Song Feiwan left, the palace maids praised her endlessly. Thus, even before becoming the Princess Consort of Chen Wang, she had already won the hearts of everyone in Bixiao Palace!
Upon exiting the palace, Song Feiwan noticed that it was still early and instructed the coachman to change course to the largest medical hall in the city, Xinglin Medical Hall. She could not afford to delay in treating her poison. To her surprise, she encountered...
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