Chapter 177
Lin Feilu watched on as he finished eating the remaining peach blossom crisps and suddenly asked: “Your Highness, you are ranked seventh in the Song Empire, right? That means you have six older brothers?”
Song Jinglan, who was holding the tea cup, slid his fingers across the tea cup and rubbed it slightly: “Yes. My father has many concubines and I still have eight younger brothers.”
“Then why was it you?” Lin Feilu asked: “Was it because just like me, your mother was not favored?”
After coming here, no one has ever asked him why he was chosen.
Everyone collectively acquiesced that he was the abandoned one.
A very strange smile appeared on the boy’s beautiful and pale face: “No, my mother has the rank of a consort. Her family is very powerful as two Empresses have reigned from her family.”
Lin Feilu was somewhat in disbelief: “Then why are you…”
He looked down at the slightly rippling water pattern of the tea cup in his hand, smiling, “The reason why I am here today is because my name was picked in the lottery.”
Nonchalantly, he continued, “The concubine closest to my father proposed the idea of a lottery to choose the prince that was to be sent to the Great Lin Empire. My luck wasn’t all that great and I was the one selected.”
Lin Feilu had a perplexed look on her face.
Although she had long heard that the Emperor of the Song Kingdom was profligate and devoid of principles, she had never expected him to be this absurd.
She remembered that Noble Consort Xi had talked about the former Song Kingdom in the Jinyun Palace. The soldiers were brave and good at fighting, the generals were proficient in the formation of troops on how to take down the great ancestors of the Great Lin Empire, and they defeated 30,000 soldiers of the Yong Kingdom with just an army of 3,000 soldiers on the banks of the Huai River.
With such a glorious country now in the hands of a mediocre monarch, she estimated that it was not far from being subjugated.
Lin Feilu felt that her pretty boy was rather pitiful.
But it’s useless to say any words of comfort now. After all, he was already here. She did not continue to speak of the topic, but looked at the wound on his face and asked: “Who was the Imperial Doctor who came to treat Your Highness just now?”
Song Jinglan said a name. Lin Feilu had never heard of it as she looked at the Jinshuang medicine in the house. She didn’t know when the medicine had expired but she knew it had gone bad as there was even a ring of mildew on the mouth of the bottle.
It seems that the Imperial Hospital’s perfunctory attitude was the same as before.
She worked so hard to play her instance dungeons for a long time, so it was natural for her to have gained a few things. Now she has more confidence in speaking and doing things compared to her previous performances. Pretending to be weak and pitiful was also no longer the only applicable skill at this stage as she should be tough at the right time.
She instructed the pretty boy to let his injuries heal properly. After leaving the Cuizhu Villa, she went straight to the Imperial Hospital.
The Imperial Hospital was also a place that did not separate from the concubines in the harem, where every imperial concubine had their most trusted Imperial Doctors. Lin Feilu doesn’t have any social network connections in this area for the time being as Imperial Doctor Chen was the one instructed to provide her treatment as instructed by Consort Xian.
This place was a lot quieter than being in any other palace. The servants perform their duties and the Imperial Doctors that weren’t summoned were studying medical books in their small rooms.