The next day, Bai Zhi’er came to visit Song Qingrui.

"Miss Jing, you are truly a fairy descended to the mortal world, your medical skills are extraordinary!"

"After just one night of using the medicine, the red spots on my face have faded significantly."

"I believe I’ll be able to attend Brother Ming Yang’s birthday banquet on time in two days!"

Song Qingrui looked in the mirror, very satisfied.

Bai Zhi’er took her pulse and examined her.

Indeed, a lot of toxins had been cleared.

She smiled and advised, "Then you must listen to me and take your medicine properly."

Song Qingrui nodded repeatedly.

She leaned over and asked, "Sister Jing, can you take another look for me? Do I have any signs of the Hongluan star movement recently?"

Song Qingrui admired Bai Zhi’er so much, she changed her usual arrogant tone.

Bai Zhi’er chuckled.

She scrutinized Song Qingrui from left to right, "Hmm... in terms of fortune-telling, I would have to charge you; if you want to know, you need to give me one hundred taels."

Song Qingrui pouted, "Why suddenly charge me Silver, you even gifted me clothes."

Bai Zhi’er blinked, speaking truthfully, "That was my goodwill gift to you, how could I always let you take advantage?"

"We’re in the business, profits are important; it’s better if you have something to trade with me." She giggled, repeating the common saying of Fourth Brother Bai Daoyan.

Song Qingrui pretended to be annoyed and snorted.

"Sister Jing, you are so wicked, but I actually have other things to tell you."

She waved her hand, signaling the maid to leave.

Bai Zhi’er leaned in.

Song Qingrui whispered, "Actually, I don’t know why my father called Song Yingchuan back; after all, I heard my mother say before that my father wished this son had never been born."

"But I’ve recently found out that my father always arranges for a close servant to secretly go out, and I don’t know where he’s going."

"If Sister Jing wants to investigate, maybe you could follow this servant; his name is Yu Sai, and he sneaks out through the back door every afternoon."

Bai Zhi’er’s eyes lit up.

"This is indeed useful information for me."

Song Qingrui quickly asked, "Now can you tell me if I have any Hongluan star movement? Is my future husband Brother Ming Yang?"

Bai Zhi’er laughed, "But I haven’t met Ming Yang yet, so I can’t answer you."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingrui immediately said, "At the birthday banquet, Sister Jing, you can accompany me, and you’ll see Brother Ming Yang then."

"Ah?" Bai Zhi’er hesitated slightly, and helplessly chuckled, "I was just joking; honestly, I’m not interested in birthday banquets."

The reason she agreed last time was because she saw Song Qingrui being so full of herself.

Bai Zhi’er just wanted to curb her arrogant temperament.

But now that they’re familiar with each other, she feels there’s no need to go and waste time.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingrui was very enthusiastic.

She warmly took Bai Zhi’er’s hand, "Don’t refuse, the birthday banquet is really fun."

"Besides, my father asked Song Yingchuan to attend too; Sister Jing, aren’t you friends with him? You can accompany him to prevent him from being bullied."

Bai Zhi’er thought for a moment and then agreed.

Song Qingrui’s eyes sparkled, "But, Sister Jing, isn’t Song Yingchuan really your third love affair?"

Bai Zhi’er feigned anger, "He is not! I don’t have any love affairs!"

Song Qingrui curiously asked, "Really? Then the other two must be unrequited love."

The more she spoke, her eyes shone brighter, she started getting excited, "That’s great, if they fight over you, I want to support the gentleman with the particularly cold face."