This scene terrified He Yunze, and he hurriedly went to call a doctor.
The doctor diagnosed it as a case of sudden internal heat attacking the heart, and then made her drink a large bowl of herbal medicine. Song Ruoan felt so bitter that her head was spinning before she could finally calm down.
After Old Madam He and Madam Huang left, she hugged He Yunce and cried, "Husband... I'm so sad. My maid and dowry are still with my sister. It seems she doesn't plan to return them to me."
Feeling the softness in his arms, He Yunze was instantly enraged: "What did you say? Song Xizhi took your maid and dowry for himself?"
Song Ruoan nodded weakly.
He Yunze was furious: "Why didn't you tell Grandmother? Let her know that she is a vicious and ruthless woman!"
Song Ruoan raised her eyes and looked at him with tears in her eyes: "My dowry was added by my maternal grandparents' family, and it was a little more than my sister's. If my grandmother and mother find out, I'm afraid they will think that I harmed her."
Upon hearing this, He Yunze sighed deeply: "Song Xizhi is a vicious and wicked person. It was only natural for your maternal grandfather to add to your dowry, yet she is so jealous! Your grandmother will find out Song Xizhi's true colors sooner or later."
He stroked Song Ruoan's head, savoring the familiar scent: "Once you're better, I'll go back to your parents' home with you, and we'll make sure she vomits up everything she swallowed!"
"I know you were wronged when I served you tea before, but I will make sure you are not wronged when I return home."
Hearing what she wanted to hear, Song Ruoan finally smiled with satisfaction.
On the day of her return visit, she will have her husband by her side, while Song Xizhi will have to go back all alone, handing over the dowry she had kept. She will soon be able to hold her head high!
Soon it was time for the day of returning to the bride's parents' home. He Yunze had no official position and was at home, so he brought gifts and accompanied Song Ruoan back to her parents' home early in the morning.
The two of them got off the carriage together, still very affectionate. Before they even entered the Song residence, they happened to run into Song Xizhi.
Song Xizhi was dressed in a jade-green silk dress, her long black hair styled into a woman's bun with a hairpin. She was helping Wu Mama down from the carriage, a bright smile on her face.
She has a delicate face and slender waist, with a graceful figure. She is only sixteen years old and stands tall and elegant.
The lingering gaze of Song Xizhi made He Yunze feel as if he had returned to the moment of their first meeting in a past life.
At that time, Song Xizhi had not yet been blinded by greed. On his wedding night, when he lifted the veil, he saw this face, beautiful and pure.
He Yunze stared at Song Xizhi's face, momentarily stunned, but finally snapped back to reality when he felt Song Ruoan's hand tightening.
"Evil will be punished, Song Xizhi. If you do too many bad things in the middle of the night, you should be extra careful when you dismount and go out, lest you be punished by the gods."
He Yunze recalled all of Song Xi's misdeeds in his previous life and suddenly spoke uncontrollably, his words filled with disgust.
His words greatly pleased Song Ruoan, who thought He Yunce was referring to the dowry.
Song Ruoan slightly curled her lips, waiting to see Song Xizhi's extremely embarrassed expression.
But Song Xizhi suddenly stopped, his dark eyes staring straight at He Yunce.
Her gentle face instantly darkened, and her words were filled with authority: "He Yunce, is this how you speak to your sister-in-law?"
“Your brother is just lying in bed unconscious. No matter how smug you are, you can’t start bullying your sister-in-law as soon as you leave the Marquis’s residence.”
Her words caused passersby who were hurrying by to stop abruptly, staring at He Yunce's face and whispering amongst themselves.
Song Xizhi's words made He Yunce tense up.
Feeling the disdainful looks from passersby, he suddenly realized that Song Xizhi had become his sister-in-law, no longer his wife.
Unlike in his previous life, Song Xizhi was no longer someone Song could freely criticize.
A strange emotion welled up in He Yunce's heart, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he had no time to think.
He could only apologize, his throat tightening: "I'm sorry... Sister-in-law, that's not what I meant. I just hope you'll be careful with your words and actions, and I don't want you to embarrass my brother."
Song Xizhi lowered his eyes, wiped his eyes with a handkerchief, and said with deep sorrow, "I dare not accept your apology, but I understand your warning."
"My husband is unconscious, and you are now in charge of the Marquis's mansion. From now on, my husband and I will be careful with our words and actions, and will never dare to upset you."
After saying this, Song Xizhi staggered into the gate of the Song residence.
Everyone looked at her solitary figure, so fragile yet so strong, as if she had suffered all kinds of bullying.
The people were instantly filled with righteous indignation and began pointing and whispering about He Yunce:
"An elder sister-in-law is like a mother, and he actually spoke of his own sister-in-law like that!"
"With He Jiajingyan unconscious, Song Xizhi had to return to his parents' home alone, which naturally made him feel proud and triumphant!"
“He used to be a good-for-nothing, but now that he’s climbed over his brother, how can he not be smug?”
"By the way, have you heard the rumors circulating about the Marquis's residence...?"
Hearing the unsparing comments from the people, Song Ruoan's face turned deathly pale.
He Yunze's chest heaved violently, and the hand holding the gift clenched into a tight fist.
What a pretentious, obnoxious jerk!
They deliberately said those ambiguous things in front of the people!
This time, when he returns to his parents' home, he will let everyone know that Song Xizhi is a vicious woman who swallowed her sister's dowry!
Thinking it over, He Yunze grabbed Song Ruoan's wrist and walked into the Song residence without saying a word.
Last night, Song Ruoan sent a letter to the Song residence, telling them that she had almost been jilted after the arranged marriage, and that Song Xizhi had kept her dowry and maidservants.
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