I insist

Chapter 392: Spying

The next morning, in order to avoid Yu Huailin, Song Miqiu got up, tidied up quickly, went to Tian Yumei's room to ask about her condition, and then set off for the Imperial Hospital.

Song Miqiu was well prepared this time. If Tian Yumei was alright, he would stay at the Imperial Hospital for a few more days.

It's not too late to go home after I've sorted out my feelings for Huailin.

Ming Taicheng hadn't even gotten up yet when he heard noises outside.

He groggily opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Only Song Miqiu is allowed to enter this courtyard. Who would be so bold as to sneak in at this hour?"

Already in a bad mood from waking up early, and thinking someone had deliberately barged in, Ming Taicheng threw off the covers and stormed out of the house.

Before even seeing who was outside, the person who opened the door said, "Who dares to come in here like that? Don't they know you can't just walk in like that?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw Song Miqiu standing in the courtyard, sorting through medicinal herbs.

Mingtai was even more shocked than before, and rubbed his eyes.

"How will you be here?"

As they were talking, Makoto quickly noticed that his clothes were disheveled and hurriedly straightened them.

He hugged himself tightly before walking to Song Miqiu's side.

Song Miqiu glanced at Ming Taicheng once before turning her face away and continuing to work on the medicinal herbs in her hands.

"No need to do it. Do you think I care about your body? Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn't look at it."

Hearing Song Miqiu say that Ming Taicheng wasn't angry at all, he continued to ask questions.

"I'm asking you what you're doing here at this time, and what happened."

Song Miqiu sighed, "What happened? I just wanted to study medicine properly."

This little trick won't fool Ming Taicheng.

"Don't change the subject, I'm asking you a question."

Song Miqiu then answered Ming Taicheng directly, "Can't I just stay here for a while if I don't want to go home? Are you going to kick me out too?"

These words left Ming Taicheng completely bewildered.

"What? Who's kicking you out? Tell me now!"

Under Ming Taicheng's persistent questioning, Song Miqiu knew that he would not let her go if she didn't tell him.

"It's still that Yu Huailin. I don't want to see him right now."

Upon hearing this explanation, Tae-sung remembered what had happened yesterday and quickly pressed for more details.

What happened when you got home yesterday?

Looking at Ming Taicheng, Song Miqiu knew that Ming Taicheng was trustworthy, so she opened her heart to him.

"You think I haven't treated him well? Why would he treat me like this?!"

Ming Taicheng realized the seriousness of the matter and deliberately sat down.

"Take your time and tell me."

Song Miqiu finally revealed the anger in his heart.

"Yu Huailin doesn't deserve my kindness at all. It's one thing for him to go out and see other women in private."

Still not satisfied with what he'd said, he spoke seriously to Mingtai.

"Why can't he just tell me if I ask him directly? He just won't tell me. I'm really fed up."

After listening, Ming Taicheng didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"So that's why you're here. I thought so."

He stopped talking halfway through because he felt it wasn't appropriate.

This did attract Song Miqiu's attention.

"What did you think it was?"

Seeing Song Miqiu waving a knife used for cutting medicinal herbs in front of him, Ming Taicheng took a step back.

"I thought Yu Huailin hit you."

Song Miqiu could hardly believe his eyes and immediately plunged the knife into the ground.

The sound increased by several decibels or more.

"What did you say? Hit me? He wouldn't dare even if he had ten lives."

After speaking, he sat down and calmed himself down. Sensing something was wrong, he looked at Ming Taicheng.

Why do you think that way?

Ming Taicheng secretly took the knife from the ground and put it behind his back before daring to speak.

"What's wrong with a man finding a woman? Isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?"

Conversely, Ming Taicheng actually felt that Song Miqiu's thinking was problematic.

"Yu Huailin has done nothing to wrong you. He's a very good man. You should be content."

Song Miqiu never expected that even Ming Taicheng would have such thoughts. Don't girls look for monogamous men?

Ming Taicheng was unaware of the trouble his words would cause him.

Then Song Miqiu pointed at her nose and started cursing.

"You have such a stupid, feudal mind. What polygamy? You men are all dogs who think only with your genitals."

The criticism leveled at Ming Taicheng didn't stop there; Song Miqiu had more to say than just that.

"You men can have three wives and four concubines, what's so normal about that? What about us women? Are we supposed to have several of us serving one of you?"

"Modern society has changed a long time ago. You should have changed your mind a long time ago. What kind of imperial physician are you?"

Ming Taicheng was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. It was the first time he had ever seen Song Miqiu like this.

Only after Song Miqiu's anger subsided did Ming Taicheng dare to step forward and comfort her.

"Look at you, why are you throwing such a tantrum? Fine, I won't say anything more. I take back what I just said."

Only then did Song Miqiu's anger finally subside a little.

Think before you speak next time.

Hearing Song Miqiu's responsibilities, Ming Taicheng nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey at all.

It took me a second to realize that I was the master between the two of us.

Fortunately, the Seventh Prince appeared at this moment.

Upon seeing the Seventh Prince, Song Miqiu immediately changed her demeanor and focused on preparing the medicinal herbs in her hands.

Ming Taicheng naturally knew that the Seventh Prince had come to see Song Miqiu, as he and the Seventh Prince were mortal enemies.

She went straight back to her room without even asking the Seventh Prince for permission.

As he passed by Song Miqiu, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Remember, never get too close to the Seventh Prince."

Song Miqiu had not forgotten that the Seventh Prince was a psychopathic killer.

The Seventh Prince only began to speak after Ming Taicheng entered the room.

"I brought these snacks especially for you. Try them when you have time."

Song Miqiu didn't even glance at it and replied casually, "Okay, I know. Just put it there for now."

The Seventh Prince also noticed that Song Miqiu's attitude towards him was not good, but he still kept trying to be nice to her.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

As he spoke, he snatched the things from Song Miqiu's hands.

"Let me help you with that."

Song Miqiu couldn't help but recall the scene of the Seventh Prince's cold-blooded killing, and she couldn't accept his current act of pretending to be a good person in front of her.

"Just leave it there. How could I possibly ask a prince like you to do something for me?"

As she spoke, she deliberately moved further away from the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince knew about what had happened in Song Miqiu's family recently, and when his attempts to befriend her failed, he began to comfort her.

"Don't worry about things at home, it's all in the past anyway."

Song Miqiu was shocked, wondering how the Seventh Prince knew about her family's affairs. Could it be that he was following her?

Song Miqiu could no longer tolerate the Seventh Prince's perverted behavior.