Chapter 489: Helping Out
Chapter 489: Helping Out
"Your mother-in-law is the one who makes the decision in this matter. I just hope you can help plead for her. I'm just saying a few more words."
Madam Leng knew that Wang Yumei had refused, but she still wanted to try her best to resolve the matter.
Tian Yumei refused without hesitation: "I really can't help with this. I generally don't get involved in my mother-in-law's affairs."
"Madam Leng is clearly trying to make things difficult for me by asking me to do this. If there's nothing else, please leave."
Madam Leng was not angry at Tian Yumei's words. She simply stood up from her chair and said, "I've troubled you a lot today, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying this, Madam Leng left with her entourage.
After taking only two steps, Tian Yumei looked at the box on the ground, quickly caught up, and said, "Madam Leng, you haven't taken the things you brought back yet."
"These things are gifts for you; what you do with them is up to you."
Without even turning her head, Madam Leng got into her own carriage and left.
After seeing her leave, Tian Yumei's face immediately turned ugly. She returned to the lobby and looked at the things on the ground, feeling that she had done something wrong this time.
When Song Miqiu returned from the clinic, he saw Tian Yumei sitting in a chair with a worried look on her face and her brows furrowed.
As she entered the lobby, the first thing she saw was the box. Song Miqiu frowned slightly and asked, "Yumei, what's going on here? Where did you find these?"
"Mother, please don't misunderstand. I didn't find them. A lady came today and said she was giving them to you and us."
Tian Yumei quickly stood up and explained the origin of these things to Song Miqiu to avoid making her angry.
"Mother, I know I was wrong, but what should I do now? I refused her request today, what if she says something else?"
Did we make a mistake? What do we do now? Tian Yumei was a little scared.
Song Miqiu quickly reassured her, "It's alright, don't worry about it. It was just a gift from a friend, nothing like what you said will happen."
After listening to Song Miqiu's words, Tian Yumei calmed down considerably.
"Mom, you've just gotten back. I'll go prepare some good food for you. You should rest first," Tian Yumei said.
Song Miqiu nodded slightly: "Go ahead, don't rush, take your time."
After she walked away, Song Miqiu's face turned ugly. He thought to himself, "The Prime Minister's Mansion is now setting its sights on my family."
Aren't you afraid I'll drag them all down with me?
Upon hearing about this, Yu Huailin rushed over. Seeing the box in the lobby, he frowned and asked, "Should I handle this?"
"No need. If you get involved again, things will only get worse. It's better for me to handle it myself," Song Miqiu refused outright.
Yu Huailin didn't say anything more, but instead looked at her and asked, "What do you plan to do?"
"Naturally, it comes from where it came from and goes where it went," Song Miqiu said.
Then she had someone take half of the things that Madam Leng had sent and planned to send them to the Prime Minister's residence.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you? It'll be faster if the two of us handle this," Yu Huailin said softly.
"No need, I know how to handle this. You should go and take care of your own business and stop worrying about this," Song Miqiu said.
Yu Huailin knew her abilities, but he still couldn't help but worry. After she left, he became even more anxious.
Song Miqiu traveled to the Prime Minister's residence by carriage. She closed her eyes to rest in the carriage, and the journey was quick.
She got off the carriage and walked quickly toward the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence. She originally wanted to go straight in, but she was stopped at the gate.
"Who is this?" the gatekeeper asked.
"Song Miqiu, I'm here to see the Prime Minister's wife, please move aside," Song Miqiu said calmly.
The gatekeeper said sternly, "The Prime Minister's residence is not a place you can just walk into. Please leave."
Song Miqiu glanced at the gatekeeper indifferently, and was about to say something when she saw the steward of the Prime Minister's residence leading Prince Jing out from inside.
As soon as Prince Jing arrived at the door, he recognized Song Miqiu and said excitedly, "Imperial Physician Song, it really is you! I haven't properly thanked you for what happened last time."
"Your Highness is too kind. You have already paid for the consultation, so there is no need for further thanks," Song Miqiu said calmly.
“It’s different. If it weren’t for you, my wife might have been in danger. You deserve this thanks,” said Prince Jing.
Song Miqiu nodded slightly to him. He looked at the people following behind Song Miqiu and the boxes they were carrying, and asked very enthusiastically, "Imperial Physician Song, do you need my help?"
"Thank you, Prince Jing. I can handle this small matter myself."
Song Miqiu refused; she didn't want to make a big deal out of it.
"That's good. If you need any help, just let me know," Prince Jing said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu nodded slightly. She looked at Prince Jing and then glanced at the Prime Minister's residence, feeling somewhat puzzled. Prince Jing didn't seem like the kind of prince who wanted to win over the court officials.
She was curious as to why he had come to the Prime Minister's residence, so she asked him directly.
"Prince Jing, why have you come to the Prime Minister's residence?"
Upon hearing this, Prince Jing couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, it's because of the military pay issue. I have no other choice but to come to the Prime Minister."
"Is there no military pay? Or is there a problem?" Song Miqiu asked.
Prince Jing did not intend to say anything more to her, but simply said softly, "It's nothing, you don't need to worry about these things. By the way, this is for you."
After saying this, Prince Jing took out a jade pendant from his bosom and handed it to Song Miqiu.
Song Miqiu looked at Prince Jing with some confusion, not understanding why he would give her this.
"You said you only wanted the consultation fee, but I still feel uncomfortable about it. Giving you something else feels too vulgar, and it doesn't reflect the extraordinary nature of my savior."
This is great. If you need anything, you can come to me at the pawnshop. That's my promise.
Prince Jing looked at Song Miqiu and spoke slowly and deliberately.
The steward of the Prime Minister's residence stared at Song Miqiu, increasingly surprised, feeling that this person was not simple.
In the past, Song Miqiu would definitely have refused, but since Prince Jing had already said so, refusing again would make it seem like she was looking down on him.
"In that case, thank you very much, Prince Jing. Prince Jing, please rest assured, the matter of military pay will definitely be resolved," Song Miqiu said with a smile.
Prince Jing laughed heartily: "Then I'll take the good wishes of Physician Song. You have other matters to attend to at the Prime Minister's residence, so I won't stay here any longer. Farewell."
Song Miqiu nodded slightly to him, the steward bowed to him, and they saw Prince Jing off.
"Imperial Physician Song, may I ask what brings you to the Prime Minister's residence?" the steward asked with a smile.
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