Chapter 45
  "Xie Jinyun..." Song Qian's voice came from behind.

Xie Jinyun's expression returned to normal.

Song Qian walked up to her, stared at the gauze on her forehead, his Adam's apple rolled a few times and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you this morning, I just..."

"I know that my husband saw sister Wan'er being beaten and scolded by her second aunt, and felt pity for a moment, so she accidentally smashed the porcelain bowl." Xie Jinyun replied gently.

Song Qian had a lump in his throat. Why was listening to Xie Jinyun talking so uncomfortable?

Xie Jinyun didn't want to spend any more time with Song Qian: "Since my husband has nothing else to do, Jin'er will go back to the courtyard to rest."

After saying that, she turned around and left, leaving Song Qian alone in a daze.

He originally thought that Xie Jinyun would make trouble for him and hurt her face, but he didn't expect that she wouldn't complain at all.

However, the injury on her forehead was caused by him, and he was responsible for it no matter what.

Song Qian turned around and left the inner courtyard, and found Liang Hongpei in Yuxuan Tower.

"I wonder why the prince feels uncomfortable when he comes?"

Song Qian looked at the medicine he was mixing in his hand and said, "I heard that you treated the Madam's injury, so I came to ask Dr. Liang if the injury on Madam's forehead will leave any scars."

"Yes." He replied expressionlessly while hammering the herbs.

Song Qian frowned: "There is a way to get rid of it."

Naturally, he didn't want Xie Jinyun to leave a scar because of this incident, which would keep him in his heart and make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Yes." At this time, Liang Hongpei raised his head and looked at Song Qian squarely: "I need a large sum of money to buy some scar-removing medicinal materials."

Silver, he has it.

"Just ask for how much money you need, don't save it." Xie Jinyun had a lot of money in his hand.

Liang Hongpei stopped what he was doing, turned around, wrote a prescription, and handed it to Song Qian: "If the prince can find all these medicinal materials, the scar on Madam's forehead can be removed."

"Okay, I'll go find it right now." Song Qian thought it was just a piece of medicinal materials, but he didn't know that these medicinal materials were worth thousands of gold and extremely hard to find. After Song Qian left Yuxuan Pavilion, the boy behind Liang Hongpei glanced at Song Qian and said, "Master, Xie Jinyun knows everything, why don't you expose this young man?"

"Ha..." Liang Hong and Pei's thin lips twitched slightly: "Catch a turtle in a urn, and you can't escape from the palm of your hand, so why not have fun."

Jiang Huai felt that he was making a pun. He looked down at the herbs in his hand, which had been pounded into paste: "Will he find those herbs?"

"will not."

"How does Master know?"

Liang Hongpei raised his head slightly, glanced at Jiang Huai, and said with a smile on his face, "No responsibility."

Jiang Huai silently closed his mouth.

Song Qian went to several drug stores. Either the medicinal materials were expensive and required thousands of taels of silver to be collected, or there was no medicine to buy.

After visiting four or five houses without finding the medicinal materials he was looking for, Song Qian returned to the Hou Mansion and never went to Yuxuan Pavilion to look for Liang Hongpei again.

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  "Madam, Doctor Liang is here." Xie Jinyun, who was sitting in front of the desk painting plum blossoms, tightened his body sensitively and looked up at Liang Hongpei who walked in from the door. He was no longer in the mood to paint.

Liang Hongpei saluted and said in a low voice, "I'll change Madam's dressing wherever she wants."

Xie Jinyun took a deep breath to calm himself down.

She thought that no matter what his status was, he was only the doctor of the Hou Mansion at the moment, so he did not dare to mess around in front of everyone's eyes.

"Just here." She sat at the desk.

Liang Hongpei approached Xie Jinyun carrying the medicine box.

But as soon as he got closer to her, the hair on Xie Jinyun's body stood up unconsciously, and his hands slowly clenched into fists under his sleeves.

The aura and pressure on him are so similar to that person...

(End of this chapter)

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