I insist

Chapter 199: Do you like me?

Consort Lin nodded and said no more.

She looked at Song Miqiu and called out to let her leave, "You can go now."

Song Miqiu was happy for a moment, but heaven knows how much she wanted to escape this place!

Carrying her medicine box, she strode after Ming Taicheng. Slowly, the two left Consort Lin's palace side by side. Song Miqiu immediately whispered to Ming Taicheng about her psychological changes over the past few days.

“You don’t know how terrifying it is here with Consort Lin. There’s danger everywhere.” Song Miqiu shook her head as she thought about how she had been living in fear these past few days.

She felt that every few steps she took was a dangerous situation.

Seeing this, Ming Taicheng found it quite amusing. As he walked, he softly comforted her, "This palace is just that dangerous. Otherwise, why would people say that the palace is a place that eats people up without spitting out the bones?"

Song Miqiu pursed her lips, kicking a pebble in front of her feet with a hint of helplessness, and said, "That's a bit too much."

“But that’s how the palace is. You can die a violent death if you’re not careful,” Ming Taicheng thought of the rumor and felt sorry for the imperial physician. “For example, the imperial physician who treated Consort Lin was sentenced to death just like that. The reason was that the imperial physician said that Consort Lin had no chance of getting pregnant again.”

"In the harem, pregnancy is more important than anything else, because the emperor cannot be devoted to one person and cannot not have children, and the concubines cannot stay young forever and cannot always be favored by the emperor."

"Therefore, they need to use children to stabilize their position so that their maternal clan in the court will not be bullied."

The two talked at length on the way.

Just as Song Miqiu and Ming Taicheng arrived at the Imperial Hospital and were about to enter, Song Miqiu saw Lin Yecheng appear in front of her.

Thinking of the conflict between herself and Lin Yecheng, Song Miqiu subconsciously rolled her eyes at him. She wanted to pull Ming Taicheng around Lin Yecheng, but he spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Oh, you're really lucky to have come back from Consort Lin's clutches." Lin Yecheng crossed his arms and looked at Song Miqiu with a mocking expression. "But you won't be so lucky next time. After all, good fortune doesn't always come your way."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu was speechless. She began to suspect that Lin Yecheng might like her, otherwise why would he always target her and speak sarcastically, as if trying to attract her attention?

Just as Ming Taicheng was about to speak up for Song Miqiu, two hands reached out and blocked his way.

He turned his head to look at Song Miqiu, who shook his head at Ming Taicheng.

Song Miqiu had been thinking that to herself, and she said it directly. She narrowed her eyes, looked at Lin Yecheng standing in front of the two of them, and couldn't help but ask, "Lin Yecheng, do you like me? Otherwise, why do you stare at me all day long? Aren't you tired of it?"

She put one hand on her hip, raised her chin, and looked at Lin Yecheng.

Upon hearing this, Ming Taicheng was taken aback; he hadn't expected Song Miqiu to say such a thing.

He glanced at Lin Yecheng's expression subconsciously and saw that the other man's face was extremely ugly. Ming Taicheng lowered his head, trying to suppress his laughter, but his shrugging shoulders betrayed him.

Song Miqiu also noticed the situation of the people around her, but she didn't care, since she was just guessing.

Aside from that, she really couldn't think of any other reason why Lin Yecheng would pay so much attention to her.

Isn't his behavior exactly the type that tries to attract girls' attention?

Lin Yecheng nearly choked on his own saliva at Song Miqiu's words. He coughed a few times and shouted at Song Miqiu, "Have you no shame? Who would like you?!"

Perhaps Lin Yecheng felt that such insults were not enough, he looked Song Miqiu up and down, his eyes full of mockery, "With your appearance, who would like you?"

When Lin Yecheng said these words, Song Miqiu's mind automatically conjured up Yu Huailin's face. She pursed her lips, thinking about how she had inadvertently revealed her appearance to Yu Huailin before leaving.

Thinking of Yu Huailin's expression and eyes at that time, Song Miqiu's face flushed slightly.

But when she came to her senses, Song Miqiu looked at Lin Yecheng, whose appearance and manners were inferior to Yu Huailin's, and subconsciously rolled her eyes.

But when faced with the other person's words, Song Miqiu lowered her head shyly. She touched her face and said shamelessly, "I think I'm quite pretty and very popular with men my age."

At this point, Song Miqiu noticed that Ming Taicheng was trying not to laugh, so she nudged his arm with her elbow and urged him to ask, "Doctor Ming, do you think what I just said was right?"

Ming Taicheng looked up, grinning from ear to ear.

He looked up and met Lin Yecheng's murderous gaze, but Ming Taicheng was not afraid of Lin Yecheng at all. He nodded in front of him and echoed Song Miqiu's words, "Indeed, I think you are very popular."

The two men, working in unison, completely disregarded Lin Yecheng, who angrily turned and strode away.

Watching Lin Yecheng's departing figure, Song Miqiu stood there and burst into laughter. She hadn't expected Lin Yecheng to be so incompetent, even though he usually tried to outwit her.

She put her hand on Mingtai's shoulder, but it felt a little uncomfortable because of the height difference.

Seeing this, Ming Taicheng leaned down so that Song Miqiu could comfortably lean on his shoulder.

"That's great!" Song Miqiu laughed as she saw how cooperative he was and punched Ming Taicheng on the shoulder.

Upon entering the Imperial Hospital, many imperial physicians were surprised to see Song Miqiu return safely.

The imperial physician who first told Song Miqiu about Consort Lin's miscarriage walked up to her in surprise, circled around her, and gave her a thumbs up.

"In our entire Imperial Medical Academy, you're probably the only one who can enter Consort Lin's palace without any injuries or having to be carried out."

Song Miqiu chuckled dryly. She knew who the two people the imperial physician was referring to. She waved her hand and said helplessly, "Actually, it's nothing. But the imperial physician's skills might not be that great. Consort Lin's body was just damaged by food incompatibility. With some recuperation, she can recover."

After chatting with the imperial physician for a few minutes, Song Miqiu was about to leave when, to her surprise, almost all of the imperial physicians came over to say a few words to her and encourage her.

She looked at everyone nervously. She had thought they would treat her the same way Lin Yecheng had treated her, but to her surprise, they were all encouraging her.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu was very surprised and moved. She smiled and thanked them, while also indicating that she would definitely do as they said and work hard for her future.