Upon hearing Song Xizhi's words, everyone in the bedroom turned their heads and looked in Song Xizhi's direction with puzzled expressions.
Looking at the puzzled looks on everyone's faces and feeling the calm atmosphere, Song Xizhi's once pounding heart slowly calmed down.
Seeing Song Xizhi covered in blood, Granny Wu quickly got up and took off her cloak.
As Song Xizhi undressed, she peered into the inner bedroom: "Granny, is my husband still asleep?"
Granny Wu paused in her movements, her eyes showing a hint of surprise, as if wondering why Song Xizhi would ask such a question: "The young master is still lying in bed, why is Miss suddenly asking this question today?"
Song Xizhi pursed his lips, not answering, but continued to ask, "Is there anything unusual in the courtyard?"
Upon hearing this, Granny Wu nodded. She grasped Song Xizhi's cold hand and transferred her body heat to her: "Miss, don't worry, everything is normal. The young master is fine, and no thieves have come to visit."
normal?
This is the biggest abnormality!
The image of the figure that had just descended from the sky in the room flashed before Song Xizhi's eyes.
She let go of the nanny's hand and, ignoring the filth all over her body, walked into the inner bedroom without looking back.
She climbed onto the bed using both her hands and feet, and immediately began to undress He Jingyan.
The hurried movements startled Sanqi, who was standing to the side: "Madam, what's going on?"
Song Xizhi turned to look at him: "Make the charcoal in the house burn even brighter, go now."
Upon hearing this, Sanqi was puzzled, but she hurriedly went to do it.
Song Xizhi untied all the straps binding the man's body. Feeling that the man on the bed was silent and unresponsive, her movements became increasingly rough.
Finally, He Jingyan's upper body clothes were completely removed, revealing his strong upper body. Song Xizhi gritted his teeth and lifted his heavy arm to examine him inch by inch.
The more Song Xizhi looked, the more her brows furrowed. She touched the man's neatly tied hair and finally held the clothes he had just taken off to her nose and sniffed them carefully.
There were no wounds, and no smell of blood.
There was nothing there.
Song Xizhi was certain that the benefactor had been injured while saving her at the brothel, which was why she felt blood on her hand when she desperately tried to grab his sleeve.
Moreover, that benefactor had just killed someone and seemed to have been soaked in a pool of blood; the smell of blood couldn't possibly have disappeared so quickly.
Song Xizhi's thoughts were in turmoil.
Looking at the jade-like face before her, she felt that if the benefactor of today were truly her husband, there would be no reason for him to hide it from her after waking up.
Unless he truly hates her, but if he really hates her, he wouldn't save her life time and time again.
So she really mistook someone for someone else?
Suddenly, Wu Mama's voice from behind interrupted Song Xizhi's chaotic thoughts.
As Wu Mama watched her get onto the bed covered in blood, she couldn't wait to grope He Jingyan, while the poor young master was brutally violated, losing most of his clothes.
Thinking of this, Granny Wu shook her head, her throat tightening, and said earnestly:
"Miss, I have boiled water for you. You are covered in dirt, so please take a bath and change your clothes before going to bed."
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi suddenly felt utterly exhausted. With the help of her nanny, she got out of bed and said, "Alright, let's take a bath first."
Song Xizhi spent half an hour taking a bath. She sat silently in the tub, but found that she couldn't understand what had been going on lately.
After she finished bathing, she sat on the soft couch with her hair down, having already decided that she would stop thinking about things she couldn't understand.
Let's put aside the matter of that benefactor for now and deal with the two assassination attempts we've recently encountered.
If we count the day the horse was startled, she has already encountered three assassination attempts. At the time, she and Madam Xin thought it was an accident.
Today, because the poisoned tea was almost drunk by Prince Xiu, she initially thought the assassination attempt was aimed at him, so she became careless and kept Siqin away from her.
Unexpectedly, the second assassin came with a specific purpose: to kill her.
Song Xizhi still felt lingering fear when he thought about the scene at that time.
In her past life, she also studied incense, but her reputation was not as great as that of the current Fragrance Pavilion. In her past life, she initially gave incense to ladies close to her, so she never encountered assassination attempts.
So, this assassination attempt was aimed at her Fragrant Pavilion?
Or to be more specific, did they come for her incense?
As Song Xizhi pondered, her expression turned serious. She felt that this matter was still related to her mother's trip to the palace to deliver incense.
Because Pinxianglou was so famous, some people were afraid that she would discover something amiss and start investigating the cause of her mother's death, so they wanted to kill her to silence her and stop her from continuing her investigation.
If that's really the case, then it proves that there must be something wrong with her mother's death!
Thinking of this, Song Xizhi wrote a letter directly to Su Mingli.
She also kept something in mind, only mentioning in the letter that she missed him, wanted to join in the festivities of the Fengchan Ceremony, and had many things she wanted to say to him.
After Song Xizhi finished writing the letter and put it away, before she could call Wu Mama over, she heard a commotion of chaos outside.
Looking out through the paper window, Song Xizhi could only see the blazing firelight.
She hurriedly got off the soft couch and went outside. When she opened the door, she saw that a side room in the courtyard was on fire.
Song Xizhi's eyes narrowed sharply as he realized that the room was where he stored spices and finished incense.
"What happened? How did it suddenly catch fire?"
The maids and servants in the courtyard were all frantically trying to put out the fire: "I don't know what happened, that house just suddenly caught fire."
Song Xizhi's jaw tightened, and he said to Qing Tong and the others, "Tell them not to panic. Qing Tong, you go and calm things down and try to put out the fire."
“Now even my spices are being burned; I suspect this fire is targeting me.”
Song Xizhi's clear black and white eyes reflected the raging flames before him, and his words carried a hint of coldness.
Qing Tong nodded: "Madam, there may still be danger outside. Please go inside first. I will have Siqin stay with you."
Song Xizhi nodded, and Siqin, holding her sword in one hand, walked to Song Xizhi's side and cautiously closed the door.
She frowned, pondering the sudden fire, feeling that the problems from the morning were not resolved and were now becoming increasingly difficult to handle.
Before Song Xizhi could even turn his head, Siqin suddenly shouted, "Oh no! There's an assassin! The young master is in danger!"
Song Xizhi turned his head and looked at the shadowy black figure behind the screen, only to feel a buzzing sound in his ears.
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