Chapter 43 A Possibility

"Father."

Song Hui hurriedly walked in and stopped Song Shilang.

"If the fighting continues, people will die."

Only then did Vice Minister Song reluctantly put away the rattan cane.

After calming down for a moment while sitting in the armchair, he gave instructions to Song Hui.

"Have the old woman apply some medicine, and make her kneel in the ancestral hall. When she is willing to pay the money and write a letter of repentance, then let her go back."

He then gave instructions to Lady Zhang.

"Go and tell the coachman of the Marquis's residence to go back first, and say that I am ill and that she should stay at home for two days."

Zhang glanced at the unconscious Song Yi and left.

Song Hui instructed the old women to carry Song Yi and her servants to a side room, and then patiently persuaded Song Shilang.

"Father, don't be angry. When my sister wakes up, I will persuade her to prioritize the overall situation and the reputation of the Song family."

Vice Minister Song was very pleased.

“You understand your father’s thoughts best. If she were even half as sensible as you, I wouldn’t have hit her today.”

Song Hui chatted with him for a while before going to find Zhang Shi.

Zhang was filled with resentment.

"I wanted to use your father to force her to return the money, but who knew she would refuse!"

“Song Yi has been behaving very strangely lately. She has changed her dressing habits, and even dared to file a complaint with the yamen. Today, she even dared to defy your father.”

That little bitch is like she suddenly had a completely different soul.

Song Hui's heart stirred slightly.

No one in the world will suddenly change their personality, much less their core.

There's only one possibility!

Song Yi was reborn just like her!

The thought, once it arose, felt like thousands of ants crawling across her mind, making her restless and uneasy.

If Song Yi were to be reborn, would she come and compete with her for a glorious future?

Song Hui could no longer sit still and got up to go to the ancestral hall.

Inside the ancestral hall, Song Yi and Zi Lan had just applied medicine to each other and were sitting on prayer cushions.

"Sister, I've come to see you."

Song Yi was angry when she thought of how she and Zhao Hong had framed her husband. She turned her head away with a sullen face.

Song Hui's smile froze slightly, making her even more certain of her guess.

She ordered her maid to set up a small table and took out two dishes and a soup from the food box.

"Sister, don't be angry with Father. He was ridiculed by his colleagues today, and he got angry because he was annoyed."

"Once my sister calms down tomorrow, she can talk to Father properly, and everything will be fine."

"Are you hungry, sister? I got this from the kitchen. Eat it while it's hot."

Song Yi glanced at the dishes on the table, pursed her lips and didn't say anything, nor did she touch her chopsticks.

She dared not eat it.

Perhaps sensing Song Yi's thoughts, Song Hui smiled and said, "Sister, are you afraid I'll put something in your food?"

Song Yi pouted.

That's hard to say.

She no longer trusts anyone in the Song family.

Song Hui's heart sank, and she took out another pair of chopsticks.

"I'll eat with my sister, okay?"

Song Yi stared intently at her movements, watching as Song Hui ate all two dishes and a soup.

She still didn't move.

Song Hui's face was extremely pale, and she put down her chopsticks with a stiff expression.

"I have something I want to ask my sister, but I don't know if she would be willing to tell me the truth."

"I happen to have something to ask you, and I don't know if you'd be willing to tell me the truth."

"Sister, feel free to ask me anything. As long as I know the answer, I will tell you everything I know."

The two exchanged a glance, and then spoke almost simultaneously in the next instant.

"Sister, do you know Shen Xu?"

Why did you two anonymously report my husband?

As soon as he finished speaking, both of them were stunned.

The air suddenly froze for a moment.

Song Hui's heart skipped a beat, further confirming her suspicions.

Otherwise, how would Song Yi know that it was she and Zhao Hong who anonymously reported Li Mu?

Only the couple knew about this.

Moreover, to avoid being noticed by those with ulterior motives, Zhao Hong even changed his handwriting.

Song Hui quickly concealed the emotions in her eyes, her face showing grievance.

"Sister, who told you that? How could it be that we reported your brother-in-law? We're family, what good would it do us to harm him?"

Song Yi looked at her quietly, but still couldn't help but question her:

"Yes, what benefit do you get from it? I've never understood it either!"

Song Hui choked, her aggrieved expression almost breaking down.

"This is a huge injustice! Who did my sister listen to instigating her to believe such nonsense?"

I only found out from my husband that my brother-in-law had never been to the yamen (government office), and that the person who framed him was the same Lord Jiang who signed in for him.

“My husband and I have only been back in Beijing for less than a month. We have no idea what my brother-in-law does. Even if we did know, there would be no reason for us to report him anonymously. What kind of person does my sister take me for?”

Song Hui's eyes welled up with tears of grievance.

Song Yi pursed her lips and remained silent.

Song Hui shook her hand somewhat angrily.

"Our sisterly bond of so many years, is it really worth less than the instigation of outsiders? Does my sister really need me to swear a solemn oath before she'll believe me?"

In the past, Song Hui would have believed her actions and regretted listening to others' instigation.

But she is not the Song Hui of the past anymore.

Moreover, the fact that Song Hui and her husband framed her husband was told by their daughter herself.

She certainly trusted her own daughter more than Song Hui.

Song Yi forcefully pulled her hand away, then turned her head, showing Song Hui the back of her head.

"As the saying goes, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place. You know in your heart whether you did it or not."

Song Hui, Heaven is watching what people do. Be careful, or you'll face retribution for your many bad deeds.

"you....."

Song Hui suddenly stood up, her movement so abrupt that she nearly overturned the small table beside the bed.

She stared at the back of Song Yi's head, her expression shifting constantly.

After a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "My sister is angry right now, we can't see eye to eye."

I'll take my leave now. Please think it over some more, sister!

Song Yi turned her head and looked at her back, a blank look flashing in her eyes.

"Zilan, what did she ask me just now?"

Zilan thought for a moment, "It seems to be asking about someone, yes, someone named Shen Xu."

Song Yi was even more confused.

Who is Shen Xu?

She quickly put the matter out of her mind, struggled to get up, and called to Zilan.

"Are you hungry? Come and eat."

"Huh? Isn't the Crown Prince's wife afraid of having poison put in her food?"

"Don't worry, Song Hui ate a little of every dish just now, and I see that she's perfectly fine."

"Let's eat quickly, so we'll have the energy to figure out a way out."

As Zilan shoveled rice into her mouth, she looked up and scanned Song Yi's face.

"What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"

Zilan shook her head and said with a grin, "This servant just feels that you seem like a different person, Madam."

Song Yi's gaze darkened slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Actually, she was terrified. The thought of being locked up in the Song family and unable to return, leaving Ke'er alone in the Marquis's mansion, made her want to cry.

But she endured it.

She can't keep crying and wailing like before, otherwise who will protect Ke'er?

"There are two old women guarding outside, Madam. We can't get out at all. How can we send a message to the Marquis's residence?"

Zilan pointed to the two rough-looking old women outside, who looked like door gods.

Song Yi also looked worried.

On the other side, Song Hui, filled with anger, returned to the courtyard where she had been married and couldn't help but grab a teacup from the table and smash it.

Since her rebirth, everything has gone according to her plan, and everything has been smooth sailing.

However, he has recently encountered repeated setbacks with Song Yi.

Song Yi must have been reborn too!

She deliberately avoided answering questions about Shen Xu just now; she must have been trying to dodge the question and conceal the fact that she had been reborn.

On what grounds?

Since God has already given her a second chance at life, why does He have to give Song Yi another chance to compete with her again?

She was unwilling to accept it.

This life's riches and glory can only be hers; no one can take them from her.

A sinister murderous intent flashed in Song Hui's eyes.

It seems Song Yi cannot stay!