Xue Yinhuan spent half a month recovering from her injuries in the palace, and when she was almost able to walk around, Consort Qing found someone to send her back.
When Xue Yinhuan left, Song Yuanbao stood on the Observatory watching.
After returning, he clicked his tongue in front of Zhao Xi, "That girl is truly pitiful, inexplicably caught up in so much trouble, and even scolded as brainless in front of the Empress by some venomous man. If it were me, I'd jump off a building."
Zhao Xi suddenly looked over, "After being poisoned for more than a year, why haven't you jumped yet?"
"But I'm a man!" Song Yuanbao said, "My existence is not for jumping off buildings, but for protecting those beauties who want to jump."
Zhao Xi: "If you feel sorry for her, marry her home as a treasure and protect her, so you won't have to see her suffer again."
Song Yuanbao raised his eyebrows, "Do you mean it? If Your Highness nods, I'll pack my things and go home to marry at once."
