Jian Xu Bai didn't know that his unmarried wife had already been driven by him to start considering the feasibility of murdering her husband. After helping Song Yi Xiao tie up her long hair, she casually threw the handkerchief onto the footstool and smiled, saying: "A fair deal."

  With a confident and arrogant tone, he lay down to sleep - but still firmly grasped her. Song Yi struggled twice but couldn't break free, angrily shouting: "Let me go!"

  She was only wearing her undergarments when she went upstairs, with the outer cloak just draped over her. With all that commotion just now, the outer cloak had long been tossed who-knows-where, and the sash of her undergarments was a bit loose.

  Even if the account is dark and nothing romantic can be seen, the two have been entangled for so long that they have touched all the places that should or shouldn't be touched several times. Now Jian Yu Bai grabbed her wrists, pressed her to the side of the bed, and after lying down, his arm naturally rested on her waist, this posture is equivalent to holding her in his arms!

  Song Yi's smile was almost red-hot. His bare back could feel the solidness and heat of his chest heaving!

  How can she remain silent?!

  "No way!" Jian Yu Bai said lazily, "What if you get angry later and hit me while I'm sleeping?"

  I don't need to wait, I want to hit you right now!

  Song Yi Xiao ground her teeth for a while, reluctantly acknowledging the gap in their martial arts abilities. After taking a few deep breaths, she decided to try to deceive him first: "Do you think you're the only one who wants to sleep? I'm also extremely sleepy! Who has the leisure to stay up at midnight just to beat you up and vent?"

  Jian Yu Bai murmured a response, "Anyway, I'm sleepy. What's the point of not being able to sleep? Why must you insist that I let you go?"

  "You're so disrespectful to me." Song Yi was so angry that she almost vomited blood, "Why must I marry you?!"

  She would ask Jian Yu Bai to let go of himself, not entirely out of anger and shyness, but genuinely questioning the degree of respect he had for her - after all, she no longer expected Jian Yu Bai's affection, and in the future, she only hoped for his respect and trust to get through life; if this person didn't respect her at all, what was the point of it all!

  "If I didn't respect you, would I still let you hit me?" Jian Yu Bai heard her anger and suspicion, but still said slowly, "Neither my mother nor my imperial grandmother has ever laid a finger on me."

  She tucked in her silk quilt and said, "Don't think so much, it's late, go to sleep!"

  No matter how hard Song Yi tried to persuade him with all sorts of emotional and rational appeals, he just ignored her.

  After a while, Song Yishou had talked so much that his mouth was dry and his tongue was parched. Only then did he notice the person beside him breathing evenly and softly - they had fallen asleep long ago!

  Song Yi smiled: "......"

  If it weren't for her hand being grasped by him, her leg being pressed down by him, and her body being held by him, she would definitely get up now and beat him again!!!

  The next day after waking up, Song Yixiao was thinking about a question: the night before, did she fall asleep from exhaustion and fatigue after being overworked during the day; or was she knocked out by Jian Yu's anger?

  It was at this time that Jian Yu Bai had quietly left.

  Let Song Yixiao vent his anger but can't find a target!

  She came downstairs after dressing up, had breakfast with Wei Zhuo as usual, and then strolled and chatted together in the courtyard.

  After finishing her meal, Song Yilai thought of the handkerchief she had promised to make for Si Kong Yuluo, so she called someone to bring over some silk and thread for her to choose from.

  But also just picking - her arm was still "injured", embroidery although not too much effort, but the requirement of dexterity is not low, Song Yi Xiao's arm injury was serious enough to need a doctor to see it, then she must not be able to move her hand.

  Wei Chang only found out about her injury at the gathering, and she immediately asked with concern. Song Yi Xiao repeatedly assured her that it was not a serious injury, and there would be no scarring, before brushing it off.

  "Big sister, it's not good to move around, why don't you just give me some guidance?" Boredom was unbearable; in order to avoid being teased by others and also not wanting to go out, Wei Zhuang suggested, "I happen to want to make a purse recently."

  "Alright!" Song Yi smiled and nodded, "Everything here is ready-made, just pick whatever you want! Once you've chosen, I'll watch you make it."

  Wei Chang's embroidery skills were far inferior to Song Yi Xiao, but she was efficient in her work. Even under Song Yi Xiao's guidance, she would occasionally tear apart and re-embroider, and with just one morning's effort, she managed to complete the purse to about 70 or 80% perfection.

  "On the other hand, you only embroidered a simple pattern, so this pouch can be finished today." During lunchtime, Song Yi smiled and teased while looking at the pouch, "Is this pouch made for me?"

  Wei Chang heard this and smiled sweetly: "This is just a practice piece, how could I give it to my elder sister? Wait until I improve some more, embroider a few more, pick out the good ones, then I'll have the nerve to give one to you!"

  "I've understood the meaning of these words!" Song Yi smiled and said to Zhao Mama who was waiting beside her, "It's only with my careful teaching that she has a chance of getting the handbag! Otherwise, I wouldn't have a share in it!"

  "Miss Zhao's mother smiled and said: 'This is Miss Zhao sincerely respecting you, so she wants to give you the best!'"

  Wei Chang clapped her hands and laughed: "After all, Mother Zhao understands me!"

  While chatting, Zhao's mother took advantage of Wei Cui's inattention and secretly gave Song Yi Xiang a wink.

  Song Yixiao thought for a moment before suddenly realizing: That damned Jian Xu Bai!

  Last night's commotion was so great that she actually forgot about Wei Cui being wronged at the birthday banquet!

  Luckily reminded by Zhao's mom!

  Just as Song Yi Xiao was about to speak and test the waters, Cui Juan walked in from outside.

  Seeing them eating, he hastily apologized and said: "Miss, is your arm better? The princess is very concerned, thinking that the empress's birthday has passed, now inviting a doctor to come to the mansion doesn't count as rude, so I've arranged for a doctor to come here at noon to take a look at you!"

  "This is settled then," Song Yi smiled and nodded: "I'll have them clean up the side room later and hang up the curtains."

  After Cui Xian left, Song Yi thought that the doctor would arrive soon. In case they couldn't finish talking in such a short time and were interrupted by the doctor halfway, it wouldn't be good. So she planned to wait until the doctor left before having a good talk with Wei Cuilan.

  Just as they thought the doctor hadn't arrived yet and the curtain in the side hall had just been hung up, Wei Mengying had already arrived.

  It doesn't matter, after all, the doctor is an outsider, even if he's behind a screen with elders watching, it still looks more dignified. Especially since Wei Mengying is now doting on her eldest daughter, what's wrong with Song Yixiao, how could she not attend in person?

  What surprised Song Yi was that she also brought Lu Guanyun along.

  "This child has been clinging to me every day, you also know that I've been a bit tired these past few days, where do I have the energy to accompany him?" Wei Mengying said in front of everyone, "Jian'er is too young and can't play with him together, his other brothers and sisters all have their own things to do, it's not good to disturb them. I've been thinking about it, and since you're recovering from your injury these past two days and are relatively free, why don't we let him stay with you for a few days? After all, you two are biological siblings, and the child is only four years old, so there's nothing to be said about propriety. What do you think?"

  Song Yixiao was half-believing and half-doubting of these words——mainly because she found out that Lu Guanyun was going to stay in Huanxia Pavilion for a short while, but the wet nurse and maidservants were not all there, only bringing two 11 or 12-year-old little maidservants who weren't usually close attendants of his.

  "Could it be that someone has laid hands on Cloud?" She was secretly shocked, and touched the top of Lu Guanyun's head, seeing that he too had a listless appearance.

  Apart from calling out "sister" or "cousin sister" when meeting, no matter what she heard, she would only stare blankly and remain silent, just like a withered little sapling, where was the slightest bit of mischief?

  "Yun'er can come and stay for a while, that would be the best! I just told my cousin that we're too idle here!" Song Yi smiled and replied with a hint of a smile.

  Wei Mengying then started chatting with her daughter and niece about everyday things.

  Before she could say a few more words, someone outside reported that the doctor had arrived. Wei Mengying then instructed Zhao Mama to keep an eye on Lu Guanyu: "Let him play in the courtyard for a while, don't give him too much sugar, and don't indulge his tantrums!"

  She then went to the side hall with Song Yixiao and Wei Chan, surrounded by a group of maids.

  A group of people sat down behind the curtain, and then someone went out to bring in the doctor.

  Although Song Yixiao's injury was on her arm, with the reserve of a lady at that time, she wouldn't expose it for the doctor to see. She just covered her wrist with a handkerchief and stretched it out from behind the curtain, asking the doctor to diagnose.

  Separated by the curtain, it was dim and hazy, Song Yi Xiao couldn't see the doctor's appearance clearly. Judging from his voice, he seemed to be quite old. After finishing the pulse diagnosis, he said a string of basic medical terms that no one could understand. It wasn't until Wei Meng Yin asked politely that he replied concisely: "I've prescribed medicine for internal and external use. In a few days, she'll recover. There won't be any scarring or underlying illness. The princess and the young lady can rest assured!"

  Wei Mengying asked again how long it would take to recover: "My child is getting married in the second half of the year, and afterwards she won't be able to rest. Although the injury is on her left arm, it's still inconvenient. Doctor, can you give me a definite answer, so that as a mother I can have some peace of mind?"

  The doctor pondered for a moment and said: "With proper care and nursing, she will recover in a month."

  "Thanks for your trouble!" The doctor was arranged by Wei Mengying herself, and what he said was also according to her intention - after all, Princess Changxing only caught Song Yixiao for a while, saying it was too exaggerated. The princess is young and can't see through it, but the empress dowager and the queen are not foolish! If you say it lightly, the palace will not attach great importance to the grievances suffered by Song Yixiao.

  A month, neither long nor short, cannot affect Song Yixiao's preparation for marriage. On the contrary, under the pretext of nursing her wounds, let Wei Mengying take good care of her daughter and strive to give birth to a child as soon as possible after marriage to consolidate her position; it is also enough to attract attention in the palace, and in order to maintain the reputation of the royal family, Song Yixiao must be well taken care of!

  After sending the doctor away, Wei Mengying found an excuse to send her niece away and left her daughter alone to talk, saying: "The medicine prescribed by the doctor is for you to take, the internal medicine is to nourish your body, and the external application is also to tenderize your skin. They are all good."

  She again instructed him for a while on how to answer various questions that might be asked by the Empress Dowager and others when he paid his respects in two days.

  After finishing speaking, Fang mentioned the matter of sending Lu Guanyun to stay for a while - Wei Mengying's face suddenly sank: "It seems that seeing you married well, I've been feeling unwell these days, and that old thing actually set its sights on Yun'er! Fortunately, I found out early! Now the people around Yun'er are not good enough, and I temporarily can't find so many reliable people to fill in. Thinking about it, it's still safer here for now!"

  Song Yi smiled and said: "Yun'er is also the emperor's grandson!"

  "Your own flesh and blood?" Wei Mengying sneered, casting a glance at her daughter. "I'm not trying to hurt you, Mother, but do you think there's anyone else in the world like the Pong family, with their unique circumstances?"

  Thinking of her own grandmother, Song Yi couldn't say anything back.

  Wei Mengying said with a profound meaning: "Besides, this move on the eye socket is aimed at Yun'er, it must be that old thing, which is most beneficial to us sisters!"

  Seeing her daughter's worried expression, she smiled and asked, "Do you understand?"

  ...but the real culprit behind the scenes didn't interest her much, anyway she had made up her mind to pin the blame on her mother-in-law!

  "It's said that a grandmother would harm her own grandson, but generally speaking, people don't believe it." Song Yi smiled and immediately thought of something else, "But just the other day, the Empress Dowager was planning to sacrifice Sixth Miss to pave the way for Third Prince..."

  If one can sacrifice a daughter born out of wedlock for the sake of a beloved grandson, then sacrificing an unloved son born to a later wife for the same beloved grandson doesn't seem impossible either.

  Song Yi Xiao once again experienced her mother's means!

  "Probably Mother found out about Sixth Miss's situation and started plotting this scheme!"