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"Your Highness, you have finally returned!" The maid exclaimed, her face lighting up with genuine joy. "I have prepared hot water and meals for you. Would you like to use them?"
Behind her, the steward and other servants also displayed their heartfelt delight.
Song Feiwan turned to Dongzhi and smiled, "I've already had breakfast in the palace. Please prepare some water for me to wash my hands."
Dongzhi was taken aback.
Song Feiwan then addressed everyone, "Thank you all for taking care of the Wangfu during this time. Each of you can receive two taels of silver from the steward as a reward."
The servants were instantly more excited, shouting, "Thank you, Princess! Thank you, His Highness!"
Standing beside Song Feiwan, Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow at being mentioned after her in the gratitude. He couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Song Feiwan truly knew how to win people's hearts with money.
Yet, he felt no anger; instead, there was a subtle sense of pride in supporting her.
"Your Highness?" Song Feiwan looked up at him, her beautiful eyes sparkling with laughter as she asked.
Xiao Yu's thin lips curled into a slight smile. "Mm."
After returning home, both Song Feiwan and Xiao Yu busied themselves.
They had reached a certain understanding; neither questioned the other.
Song Feiwan focused on managing household affairs and treating patients at the clinic while also reviewing the clinic's accounts.
As for the Crown Princess, she discreetly instructed the shopkeeper to send detailed prescriptions. Besides medication, she noted that if the Crown Princess had a chance to leave the residence, she could provide acupuncture treatment for better results.
As for Xiao Yu, Song Feiwan suspected he had some secrets to handle aside from his immediate duties.
After several days of busy work, most of their tasks were nearly completed.
However, she still pretended to be very busy; otherwise, she would have to attend to Xiao Yu.
It was important to note that they were still living together in the same residence.
Despite their busyness, she managed to return home before evening each day. To her surprise, Xiao Yu had never returned late either.
The two of them had dinner together, sharing the meal. After finishing their food, it was unclear who started it, but they ended up chatting for nearly half an hour.
When they finally opened up, Dongzhi smiled and said to Song Feiwan, "Your Highness, have you noticed? You and the Prince seem to be quite in sync."
"Huh?" Song Feiwan looked puzzled, clearly not having realized it at all.
Dongzhi continued, "The atmosphere when you two talk is very harmonious; outsiders can't even interject. Not only that, but you also seem to understand each other well, almost like an old married couple."
Song Feiwan thought for a moment and acknowledged that she and the antagonist did share many similar thoughts. However, she still resisted the idea that they were in tune with each other. She waved her hand dismissively and said, "What old married couple? That's a misuse of terms. Perhaps the Prince is just accommodating me."
"Is he?" Dongzhi asked. She felt that Prince Chen's nature didn't seem like someone who would accommodate anyone.
After a moment's thought, she laughed and said, "Accommodating you is quite something too; it shows he cares about you."
Song Feiwan's face turned slightly red. "Don't tease me."
"Your Highness, are you feeling shy?" Dongzhi teased.
"Hey! Have you gotten bolder?"
"Hahaha! I was wrong!"
Dongzhi could only mutter to herself: I’ll say it again next time.
A couple of days later, Song Feiwan received a message from Ning Yuqin, inviting her to a secluded house in the city for acupuncture.
She left the palace first and headed to the clinic before quietly slipping out through the back door to meet her.
As soon as she entered the door, Ning Yuqin rushed over and excitedly grabbed her hand.
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