Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

After drinking for a long time, the Duke was not drunk at all. She looked at Song Tingran again.

"Miss Song, how do you feel about Shengjing City?"

"It's very good, my lord, to return home."

"There is still a chance now. If you want to stay, you can do it in time. When the time comes, I can ask Your Majesty for marriage. What an honor it would be."

Song Tingran didn't expect that the Duke would talk about this matter again, so she had to answer solemnly again, saying: "Sir, it is a great honor for ordinary people to come to Shengjing City to meet the empress. I have no regrets in this life. Thank you for your kindness. "

The Duke nodded and picked up the wine glass. Song Tingran had always avoided drinking and fell to the ground several times. This time he pretended to drink. Fortunately, Chen Yuekui was beside him, otherwise the secret would really be revealed.

It was getting very late, and Song Tingran also stood up to leave. The Duke saw that she really had no ambition at all, so he just let it go and asked the housekeeper to see her off, as long as he could not find anything wrong in front of outsiders.

Chen Yuekui and Chen Xiangyuan sent her to the gate of the Duke's Mansion.

"Sister Ran, I'm afraid it won't be convenient for my brother and I to leave the house today. I'll ask my servants to take you back. I will enter the palace early tomorrow morning, but my brother and my father will go there, and I will be back in the evening. It won't be too late. Night."

Chen Yuekui was still preparing to entertain Song Tingran well, holding her hand and talking.

"No, you don't have to worry about me. I'm going back to Daniu Village tomorrow morning. I haven't seen my family for a long time, and I miss them so much."

Chen Xiangyuan: "So urgent? Why don't you wait a little longer?"

Song Tingran smiled and shook his head, "After the matter is resolved, life will be good from now on, and we can see each other from time to time."

Chen Yuekui's eyes were red. Although they were together every day these days, she had something on her mind. She was very nervous every day and didn't say anything to express her sympathy.

"Sister Ran, then I won't keep you any longer. It's just that I really can't bear to have you leave."

"Good boy Xiaokui, now that you are blessed by the Holy Family, you will definitely have a bright future in the future. I am waiting for the day when you are gloriously promoted. I will come to celebrate. Moreover, if I have time, I will also come to see you."

After saying that, Song Tingran's eyes fell on Chen Xiangyuan, "Take good care of Moxiang Embroidery Workshop. Our Song Family Embroidery Workshop will always be your backing. Although there are some unpleasant comments outside this matter, you don't have to take it to heart." "The one who is pure will be clean himself."

Chen Yuekui wiped away tears and nodded. Chen Xiangyuan was also deeply touched. After spending these days together, he finally understood his brother's persistence.

"Don't send me away. It's not like I won't see you again in the future. Let's all go back. I'm leaving."

Song Tingran pushed the two of them back, turned around and left, getting into the carriage.

Chen Yuekui: "Sister Ran, wait for me to see you."

Chen Xiangyuan: "Miss Song, have a nice journey."

The driver drove the carriage away and sent Song Tingran, who was also in tears, back to Chen Yuekui's mansion.

This feeling of relief at the end of the matter and the reluctance to say goodbye made her cry.

The next day, Song Tingran got up early and drove Zhiyi on the way home.

The reward could not fit in the carriage at all, so I had ordered someone to transport it back alone. We set out last night, so it must have been faster than Song Tingran got home.

The official road was smooth all the way, and Zhiyi ran smoothly. However, not long after leaving the city, a person jumped out of the woods on the edge and was startled.

Song Tingran tightened the reins urgently, Zhiyi raised his front hoof high and almost stepped on this person.

"Are you okay?" Song Tingran parked the carriage on the side of the road, got out of the car and checked.

The people on the ground were obviously frightened. When they saw Song Tingran's eyes gleaming, they quickly stood up, dusted themselves off, and stepped forward to hold her hand.

"What luck, I knew you had to go home!"

Song Tingran shook off her hand, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know you, but there is someone who knows you."

"Who?" Song Tingran was still very vigilant and kept a distance from this desperate person.

"I'm not familiar with it either. You'll know when you go there."

Everything was strange. Song Tingran refused and got into the carriage directly to leave.

This man stood in front of Zhiyi, took out a slightly wrinkled portrait from his arms, and unfolded it for Song Tingran to see.

In these words, it is Song Tingran's appearance, and the words on it are exactly the same as Chen Xiangyin.

Song Tingran jumped out of the carriage immediately, "Where did you get this painting?"

"It's a long story, and I can't explain it clearly at the moment. Just let me go and take a look. I can cure this man's physical illness, but I can't cure his mental illness."

Song Tingran took the portrait and had many ideas in her mind. After thinking about it, she no longer had any enemies.

"Are you a doctor?"

"correct."

"Did you save the person who painted this portrait?"

"hold head high."

Song Tingran got on the carriage again, and the man was surprised: "No, you still want to leave after seeing the portrait?"

"You get in the car too, and I'll go with you."

The two sat side by side in front of the carriage and exited the official road, instead taking a detour to the side road.

"I wonder what the miracle doctor is called?" Song Tingran asked. In her heart, she had already determined that the person she saved was Chen Xiangyin.

"You can just call me Wei Sitian. It sounds awkward to call me a miraculous doctor but not a miraculous doctor."

Song Tingran read this name and felt that it seemed quite appropriate to her appearance.

"Miss Wei, how far is it?"

"It's almost time, get off!"

"Are we here?" Song Tingran was very excited. He got off the carriage and looked around, but there was nothing here except trees.

"Not yet, you have to walk next. You tie the carriage here, no one will steal it."

"..."

Song Tingran had no choice but to do as she was told. She asked Wei Sitian to avoid it, saying she wanted to get some things, but actually left enough food, grass and water for Zhiyi.

Wei Sitian led the way, and Song Tingran followed behind, gradually deviating from the path and walking deeper into the woods.

Song Tingran has already put the bone-tempering flower burial needle in the palm of his hand. This Wei Sitian looks harmless to humans and animals, but the environment here is not safe.

"Your home is in the woods?"

"Ang, it's clean here and it's convenient to collect medicine. How nice it is."

Song Tingran caught up with her and walked side by side, trying to see her expression clearly.

"Then every year, the government office will send people a subsidy or something. Can you find your home?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Wei Sitian's face, and she smiled and said nonchalantly: "Of course, you can find it even if you live on a cliff. This is Shengjing City."

"But I remember that the people around this official road all moved away, and the court gave them subsidies to live in a unified place. Didn't you go?"

Wei Sitian was ashamed, stopped, faced Song Tingran, suddenly covered her face and started crying, but she didn't see the tears, she could only hear the sound.

"My life is miserable. I am the only one left in my family. I make a living here with herbal medicines and guard this house. It's as if my family has never left. Wuwuwu."

Song Tingran was speechless, pretending not to look like him, and anxious to see someone as soon as possible to see if it was Chen Xiangyin, and comforted him: "Stop crying, it's my fault for talking about your sadness."

Wei Sitian immediately put away her emotions and continued to lead the way, thinking in her heart, ancient people were so easy to deceive!