Don't be tempted, sir

A crescent moon hung obliquely in the night sky, and the night wind blew past the window. Song Xiaoyuan, who was still annotating in the middle of the night, sneezed non-stop. Ah Wu just remembered the cold-relieving medicine!! When Shen Yining left in the afternoon, he asked him to boil a bowl of cold-relieving medicine for him, but Ah Wu forgot. "It's bad! It's bad! Doctor Zhang has fallen asleep." Ah Wu woke up the doctor in the middle of the night to boil the medicine.

When attending court, Emperor Yan heard Song Xiaoyuan's muffled voice, so after court he asked him to stay and called Imperial Physician Liu to treat him.

Doctor Liu felt the pulse and asked, "Did Lord Song fall into the water yesterday?"

Some people didn't expect to say "yes."

Doctor Liu stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Song fell into the water yesterday and was caught in a cold. He has some cold symptoms and will be fine after taking medicine for a few days."

Emperor Yan was curious, "Why did Xiao Yuan fall into the water?"

Song Xiaoyuan stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I accidentally fell into the water yesterday."

After hearing this, Emperor Yan became even more curious and sat down to listen carefully. "Oh? What kind of accident would cause the usually well-prepared Lord Song to fall into the water?"

Seeing that he remained calm and replied, "I fell into the water accidentally at home yesterday."

Doctor Liu was also curious and asked, "How could you fall into the water at home?"

"I was just...looking for someone, and then I accidentally fell into the pool"

Emperor Yan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you looking for? Could it be that Xiao Yuan has someone in love?"

“Never”

"I have a portrait, someone bring it here!"

Eunuch Li took out the portrait and opened it. It was the one with the whole family. Emperor Yan said, "Do you recognize Xiao Yuan?"

Song Xiaoyuan didn't reply, and Doctor Liu saw that "this... seems to be the youngest daughter of the Shen family and..."

Emperor Yan continued, "Since the founding of the country, I have watched you grow up. The young man Changjun got married last year, and Yanshang now has a woman he loves. Xiaoyuan! You~ I am worried about Old Man Song. I want to ask you! Do you like the youngest daughter of the Shen family? If you like..."

Before Emperor Yan finished speaking, Song Xiaoyuan interrupted him with a bow, "Your Majesty! I don't have such intentions, not to mention that there is a huge age difference between Miss Shen and me."

Doctor Liu interrupted and said, "He's only nine years old...that's all...?" After saying that, he felt that there was indeed a big gap.

Emperor Yan sighed and said coldly to him on purpose, "Old Song, you lost another round to me! I'm afraid I'll have to go to Old Song's wedding in advance!"

Upon hearing this, Imperial Physician Liu hurriedly congratulated him, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! May I ask whose daughter is so lucky?"

Emperor Yan was delighted when he heard this: "She is the youngest daughter of the Zhao family!"

Doctor Liu chatted with Emperor Yan, Song Xiaoyuan took his leave and took the prescription, then thought of something else, "Doctor Liu, is there any ointment that can remove scars better?"

Doctor Liu took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box and said, "This! It can remove any scar! However, the scars on Lord Song's back are quite large and one bottle may not be enough. I will ask the servant to send another bottle to the Song Mansion another day."

He took the porcelain bottle and politely returned the gift, "Thank you, Doctor Liu. You don't have to bother. One bottle is enough."

Emperor Yan approved him to stay at home for three days to recuperate. He didn't need to attend court but had to review memorials. So he was still busy. When he got home, he wanted to go back to the study, but the servant said that Madam Song was waiting in the front hall.

I came to the front hall and saw a familiar figure chatting with my mother. I greeted her, "Mom!"

"Xiao Yuan, it's all my fault that I didn't think it through yesterday... Come! Take Yining to the garden today! She came here to visit you."

Taking her back to his garden, Shen Yining listened to his muffled voice and blamed herself even more, "Sir Song... I'm really sorry for yesterday!"

Song Xiaoyuan was walking in front, stopped and turned around. Shen Yining followed behind with his head down and bumped into him. The scent of pine resin mixed with the scent of winter snow lingered around his nose, and he couldn't stand steadily. A big hand protected his waist and prevented him from falling.

"Watch the road, Miss Shen"

Song Xiaoyuan's eyes were dark as he stared at the person in his arms, looking up at him. A familiar fragrance lingered in his mind, and he thought of [Do you like the youngest daughter of the Shen family? ].

Shen Yining blinked and reminded: "Master Song?"

Seeing him come back to his senses, he loosened his grip on her waist, straightened his official uniform, and said in a muffled voice: "I didn't stand firmly yesterday. Miss Shen doesn't need to keep apologizing."

"But...it was clearly me who knocked you into the lake, and you caught a cold."

Song Xiaoyuan turned around and asked, "Miss Shen, what happened to your hand?"

“Oh, this…”

Xingyue was worried about having no place to complain, so she skipped Shen Yining and told him everything that happened that day! She was extremely angry, "What Miss Pei! How rude!"

Shen Yining explained, "She may have recognized the wrong person, it's okay!"

Xingyue was unwilling to say, "Miss!"

When they arrived at the bedroom, Song Xiao changed into his official uniform behind the screen and asked, "What did she say to you?"

Shen Yining, who was standing outside the screen, twirled her handkerchief and replied nonchalantly, "Nothing, just a misunderstanding. She must have mistaken me for someone's mistress."

She was changing clothes when she suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked up. He knew it was a misunderstanding and asked coldly, "Apart from your hand, where else did you fall?"

Shen Yining gathered his sleeves to cover the scratches on his arms and said, "The stuttering will go away in a few days."

Song Xiaoyuan changed into a Muyun Fuguang brocade robe and walked out to sit across from the table. He placed the scar removal cream he had requested in the morning on the table and said gently, "Three times a day. Tell me if it's not enough."

She picked up the porcelain bottle on the table, opened it and sniffed it: "It smells a little like medicine. Thank you, Master Song!"

Song Xiaoyuan stood up and said, "Let's go!"

Shen Yining followed him to the study and for the first time exclaimed, "Master Song has so many books! Have you read them all?"

I saw him walk to a wall cabinet and look through it. He took out a book and handed it to me, saying casually, "Yeah, I've read it all."

Shen Yining took the book and looked at it, then said in surprise: "How did Lord Song know that I came to ask about orange cultivation?"

Song Xiaoyuan sat down and said, "Miss Shen, please feel free to take the book away if you want."

Then he busy himself with annotating the pile of memorials that Ah Wu brought to him. Shen Yining looked at the mountain of memorials and felt like leaving as he didn't want to disturb him.

Song Xiaoyuan asked from behind, "Miss Shen, are you leaving?"

"Oh no~ I'll go out and take a look"

"Just read it in the study, it's windy outside!"

"Oh, okay!" She could only find a stool and sit opposite him to read Planting Technique seriously. Ah Wu brought the medicine into the room and put it on the table. The smell of medicine slowly spread in the air. Seeing that he was too focused at the moment, he said softly, "Master Song, drink the medicine while it's hot!"

Song Xiaoyuan looked up at the black medicine in the bowl, frowned slightly, drank it all in one gulp, and instantly twisted his eyebrows together. Shen Yining stood up and poured water for him.

"Thank you!".

Song Jueming knocked on the door and came in. He stopped when he saw the man standing with his head held high. He smiled and said, "I came to see you. Your mother said you were sick."

Shen Yining bowed politely, "How are you, Lord Jueming~"

Song Jueming smiled and said politely, "All right, Miss Shen, you don't have to be restrained and just treat it as your own home!"

"Father, if there is a piece of unpolished jade, would you be willing to carve it?"

Song Jueming asked, "What kind of unpolished jade is this? Let me take a look."

"Good! Thank you for visiting, father. Doctor Liu checked my pulse and said there is nothing wrong."

"Okay!" Song Jueming walked out briskly and murmured, "Old Yan, it's not certain who will drink the wedding wine first!"