After saying this, He Yunze let his hands fall to his sides, sinking into despair once again.

Song Ruoan lowered her eyes. She regretted her past deception, but she felt even more hatred for Song Xizhi.

She lowered her eyes, concealing the hatred in her heart: "We are both surnamed Zhao, but my mother married into the Song family as a concubine's daughter. Although she only gave birth to one daughter, my father has no wives or concubines in his courtyard. As long as she and my father speak up, they will definitely have a voice in the clan."

Song Ruoan had this feeling since she was a child. Whenever her mother brought her back to the Zhao family mansion, although her maternal grandmother was the legal wife and not her mother's biological mother, her mother's attitude towards her was still good.

There was an undercurrent of politeness in it.

If Mother makes the request, I'm sure Zhao will do her a favor no matter what.

Having heard Song Ruoan's words, He Yunze finally felt relieved. He carefully embraced Song Ruoan and whispered in her ear.

"Ruo'an, from this day forward, you can no longer hide anything from me."

At this moment, He Yunze finally found some of the feeling from his past life in Song Ruoan.

In her past life, she was just like that, full of wisdom and devising strategies for herself.

Feeling He Yunce's movements, Song Ruoan winced in pain, her shoulders shrugged slightly, and her eyes darkened.

But He Yunze couldn't see Song Ruoan's expression; he could only hear her gentle, tender voice in his ear:

“My husband, I will never hide anything from you again. I used to think that those white lies could help you.”

"Now Ruo'an knows she was wrong, she really knows she was wrong."

Upon hearing this, He Yunze took a deep breath, feeling that this was the Ruo'an from his previous life.

He tenderly scooped Song Ruoan into his arms and carried her back to the master bedroom. Then, he coldly spoke towards the servants' quarters:

"Quickly summon the royal physician to examine the young mistress. Her back injuries are severe. What kind of servants are you?"

The loud voice echoed in the cold midnight, and candles were lit in the servants' quarters.

As soon as he rushed out the door, he saw Song Ruoan, covered in blood, leaning against He Yunce's chest, with blood flowing straight down their bodies onto the ground.

Guanyunxuan is in another chaotic mess tonight.

The next day, He Yunze looked at Song Ruoan sleeping soundly beside him and sat on the bed in a daze for a moment.

The image of Song Ruoan covered in blood from yesterday echoed in his mind, along with her worried expression as she said that her family could raise money to solve all her current troubles.

Upon thinking of this, He Yunze's long-dormant heart suddenly began to beat again.

He felt that Ruo'an last night was like returning to her past life.

He Yunze couldn't help but reach out and touch Song Ruoan's forehead.

Who knew that Song Ruoan was a very light sleeper, and was startled awake by his gentle touch.

When she opened her eyes, they were full of wariness. Only when she saw He Yunce clearly did the wariness in her eyes disappear, and then she smiled.

"My husband..."

He Yunze smiled at her, feeling as if everything was just like in his past life, as if nothing had changed: "I didn't expect to wake you up. Are you hungry?"

Song Ruoan shook her head: "No, I'm not hungry."

Hearing this, He Yunze did not leave, but continued, "I will feed you your medicine before I go to court."

After feeding Song Ruoan her medicine and checking her injuries to make sure she didn't have a fever, he tucked her in, changed into his official robes, and went to court.

Song Ruoan endured the pain and sat half-upright on the bed. Her loose black hair covered most of her small face. She silently stared at He Yunce's back for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.

When Granny Hu sensed the movement inside and came in from outside, Song Ruoan calmly instructed her, "Granny, write me a letter and call my mother over."

Granny Hu looked at Song Ruoan with heartache and wiped away her tears: "If Madam saw this, she would be heartbroken."

Song Ruoan sat silently on the bed, looked up at Hu Mama with a hint of hatred in her eyes, but her tone was unusually calm: "Mama, go and do it."

Granny Hu nodded, then delivered a message to the Song family, briefly explaining Song Ruoan's situation.

In less than half an hour, Zhao Qianlan rushed over from the Song residence.

Seeing Song Ruoan's pale and broken appearance, she froze, and tears welled up in her eyes with heartache.

"Ruo'an! Ruo'an! How could He Yunze be so heartless as to let the government officials beat you! Is he even a man?!"

She sat helplessly on the edge of the bed, wanting to reach out but not knowing where to put her hands: "Does it hurt? Ruo'an, does it hurt?"

Song Ruoan's lowered eyes were filled with hatred, but her tone was calm: "He Yunce is not only heartless, he also wants to divorce me."

Zhao Qianlan's eyes widened: "Divorce you? You've only been married a few months! You went through so much trouble to arrange this marriage, you did so much for him, and now he wants to divorce you?"

Song Ruoan just numbly looked up at Zhao Qianlan: "Because I ruined his future. The first time I lied to him that I knew medicine, so he offended His Majesty and Prince Yu. The second time I lied to him that I knew how to make incense, so he offended Prince Xiu and Prince Ning. Now he is in debt again."

"Mother, he blames me. He blames everything on me..."

Song Ruoan explained the recent events, and Zhao Qianlan realized that it was her idea of ​​using incense that had harmed her daughter.

She practically gritted her teeth: "That wretched servant Su Mingyue! She's been dead for so many years and still can't rest in peace, she just had to come and harm my daughter!"

Zhao Qianlan quickly realized what was going on, and remembering how Granny Wu had come to her that day specifically to take away the incense as Song Xizhi had wished, she was even more furious.

"Song Xizhi! She did it on purpose! She deliberately arranged for Granny Wu to bring up the matter of incense in front of me, trying to use it to frame you!"

"No wonder she's the daughter of a lowly servant! She's a born bastard born of a lowly servant! And the methods she used were so despicable!"

Upon hearing this, Song Ruoan finally became emotional. With a sob in her voice, she shook Zhao Qianlan's hand and said, "So, Mother, you really have to help me. I really don't want to be schemed against by Song Xizhi anymore."

Zhao Qianlan was heartbroken and grasped Song Ruoan's hand in return: "This wretched woman dared to bully my daughter, so of course she will pay the price!"

"But Ruo'an, what do you plan to do?"

Song Ruoan lowered her eyes: "Now that He Jingyan has woken up, we can't rely on He Yunce at all in the Marquis's mansion. The only people we can rely on are the Zhao family and His Highness Prince Yu..."

“Mother, go and beg the Zhao family to plead with His Highness Prince Yu! Wasn’t Grandmother very good to you?”

Upon hearing Song Ruoan's words, Zhao Qianlan's expression changed drastically for a moment, and she instinctively shook off Song Ruoan's hand.

"No! Ruo'an! Absolutely not!"