Look, even bystanders can see it.
But Zhao Zhiyan couldn't see through it.
Song Yue smiled gently, and with a glance, she saw Zhao Zhiyan striding towards the pavilion in the back garden.
Her eyelids twitched suddenly.
Despite all precautions, news still came that Princess Lian'an had gone into premature labor.
Song Yue's smile froze; she didn't know whether to call her foolish or something else.
“Third Miss, rest assured, we are all witnesses. You did not tamper with Lord Lian’an.” Several people stepped forward to say.
Song Yue smiled and said, "Thank you, sisters."
Singing and dancing filled the main hall, while in the back garden, Zhao Zhiyan carried Princess Lian'an and rushed into the room. The imperial physician diagnosed that the princess had been frightened.
"Startled?" Zhao Zhiyan frowned.
The maidservant said, "Just now, after the princess chatted with Miss Song for a few words, the princess started experiencing severe abdominal pain."
Upon hearing that it was related to Song Yue, a chill flashed in Zhao Zhiyan's dark eyes.
“Brother Zhiyan, no, it’s not Sister Guanyue. It’s just that I’m weak. She didn’t harm me.” Princess Lian’an explained anxiously, her fair face covered in fine sweat, her lips pale, and blood seeping from her lower body. She clutched her lower abdomen and said, “Brother Zhiyan, will I... will I lose my baby?”
Zhao Zhiyan frowned, then suddenly remembered Song Yue's excellent medical skills, so he asked someone to invite Song Yue over.
When the guards came to fetch her, Song Yue sighed, feeling somewhat helpless, realizing that she had been forced to stay.
No matter what she does today, she cannot escape going through this ordeal.
So, Song Yue decided to face the challenge head-on.
Upon reaching the backyard and seeing the person on the couch, Song Yue washed her hands and bent down to take her pulse. Princess Lian'an suddenly grabbed her hand, saying, "Sister Yue, I'm so sorry..."
"Why are you still saying these things at a time like this?" Song Yue sighed.
"How about we become inseparable sisters from now on?" Princess Lian'an looked at Song Yue stubbornly, as if she wouldn't get treatment if Song Yue didn't agree.
Others might be threatened.
But Song Yue wasn't a soft-hearted person. She turned to Zhao Zhiyan and said, "Eighth Imperial Uncle, if we don't punish him soon, I won't be responsible if something bad happens to him."
A hint of hesitation flashed in Zhao Zhiyan's worried gaze. He frowned and looked at Princess Lian'an: "Lian'an, let the little girl be treated first. We can talk about the rest later."
“Brother Zhiyan, this child shouldn’t have come into this world. It’s better for him to die than for him to be born and be despised.” Princess Lian’an suddenly burst into tears, grabbing Song Yue’s sleeve with one hand and holding Zhao Zhiyan’s hand with the other.
The posture was somewhat strange.
Song Yue wasn't in a hurry.
Since the child isn't her own anyway, and Princess Lian'an is determined to take the child and gamble, why should she try to dissuade her?
“Brother Zhiyan, for the past three months I have been living in fear and trembling, knowing that I have no face to face Sister Yue. Today I came to Sister Yue to open my heart, but I never thought that I would still hurt Sister Yue. I don’t blame Sister Yue…” Princess Lian’an choked up, her face showing pain: “Otherwise, let’s use this child to apologize to Sister Yue.”
Song Yue frowned and looked at Zhao Zhiyan: "I don't want to be accused of murder for no reason. Eighth Imperial Uncle, it's best if you decide this matter."
Zhao Zhiyan felt a lump in his throat.
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