Song Xibai hesitated for a while, but finally gave up the idea of taking the opportunity to launch a counterattack.
The most important thing right now is to keep a low profile, protect the child, and deal with those people one by one after the child is born.
Moreover, there are spies from other families outside this manor. If news of her accident gets out, even if it's false, it could give those people an opportunity to take advantage of her.
Especially the emperor.
If they casually say something like, "It's not safe outside the palace, let's bring her back to the palace to rest and prepare for childbirth," she won't be able to refuse.
Song Xibai took a deep breath and calmed her restless heart.
Commander Yue observed the changes in her expression, wondering what she was thinking. After a moment, he couldn't help but ask.
"Madam, what should we do with this man?"
Song Xibai came to her senses: "How does Commander Yue usually handle these situations?"
Commander Yue made a decapitation gesture.
Song Xibai's eyebrows twitched.
Commander Yue saw it clearly and immediately explained, "Keeping such a person around will only bring endless trouble. Madam is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see killing, but this matter was unavoidable."
He paused, then added a reminder.
"As the woman His Highness values most, Madam, please consider the bigger picture."
He thought Song Xibai was just like any other woman, unable to bear witnessing murder.
Actually, Song Xibai was thinking: Wouldn't it be too wasteful to just kill him directly?
Can't we make use of it again? Even if it's just to cause some trouble for the Shu family!
Song Xibai touched his wrist and asked, "Can we turn him to our side?"
Commander Yue was taken aback.
"That's...unlikely, isn't it?"
"Why is it impossible? Everyone has weaknesses! Unlike other prominent families with deep foundations and the ability to cultivate spies and secret guards, the Shu family rose to power thanks to Consort Shu. It's only been a few years. Even if they were far-sighted and started cultivating them early, the loyalty of those spies is still limited."
It must be said that Song Xibai's words made a lot of sense.
Commander Yue lowered his head and said, "Indeed, our secret guards are all trained from a young age."
Wei Hong, who had been standing silently to the side, couldn't help but speak up at this moment: "I think this spy is very timid. He revealed the mastermind behind the scenes in just a short while. He's not even as good as me!"
Wei Hong's original plan was to plant her as a spy in other places.
She felt that she was an unqualified bodyguard, that her training had failed, and that was why she had no choice but to become a spy.
Commander Yue glanced at her helplessly.
How can you compare someone like that to you?
Song Xibai tapped the table: "In short, lock him up first, don't let him eat for three days, only give him water, and don't let him sleep."
"Not allowing sleep? Can that be controlled? What's the point?" Commander Yue humbly inquired.
“Most people can withstand hunger, but not necessarily fatigue. Have a few people take turns watching him, and if he falls asleep, splash him with water to wake him up. Oh, and don’t let him commit suicide. After he has an emotional breakdown, promise him a great reward, and that should work.”
After Song Xibai finished speaking, she looked up and suddenly found that Commander Yue and Wei Hong were both looking at her in surprise.
"What's wrong?"
"Master, how did you learn about this interrogation method?" Wei Hong asked, her eyes wide.
Song Xibai chuckled and said, "Isn't this something that was passed down from the palace?"
Wei Hong suddenly realized.
"Master has a really good memory."
Song Xibai took the opportunity to say a few more things.
"Actually, there are many specific steps, the key is to make him mentally break down. For example, you can lock him in the outhouse, not give him food or water, or not let him move, and then tickle his itchy spots. Or, you can make him see water in the distance but not be able to drink it."
Commander Yue's eyes grew brighter and brighter: "How did you come up with so many ideas?"
Song Xibai: I have a sliver of hope; I watched too many ridiculous war dramas when I was a kid.
Actually, she knew some even crueler things, but they were too vicious to say.
"As for the specifics, Commander Yue, you can handle it yourself. Try to win him over in three days, then send him back to the Shu family with some ambiguous information so that he can trust the Shu family and be of more use in the future."
Commander Yue nodded, then suddenly took a step back and gave Song Xibai a military salute.
"Your Highness is truly blessed to have your wife by your side."
After saying this, he left.
Song Xibai was very pleased to hear this.
For someone like Commander Yue to acknowledge that Song Xibai is capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with His Highness the Crown Prince, rather than being a parasitic vine or a delicate, soft-hearted woman dependent on him, is a significant step forward!
In high spirits, Song Xibai leisurely went to the small kitchen to order a late-night snack.
"I want to eat hot and sour noodles."
The eunuch jumped up nimbly: "I'll do it right away! What ingredients would you like to add, Master?"
Since Song Xibai entered the Eastern Palace, Eunuch Lai has paid great attention to innovation and invention in food. The original hot and sour noodles, after his improvement, have countless options for combination, even more exaggerated than Crossing-the-Bridge Rice Noodles.
"Beef, bean sprouts, pickled bamboo shoots, peanuts, and a few blanched green vegetables."
After Song Xibai finished speaking in one breath, he suddenly realized that this was almost the same as snail rice noodles.
The only difference is that the pickled bamboo shoots my father-in-law makes don't smell bad...
Song Xibai's mouth watered as she recalled the popular snail rice noodles from her previous life.
But in this timeline, there probably isn't snail rice noodles yet, right?
Song Xibai could only sigh in vain.
Fortunately, the hot and sour noodles were ready quickly, and Song Xibai didn't go back to the backyard. Instead, she ate them at the table outside the small kitchen.
It was sour and spicy, and I felt much better after eating it.
Even her stomach twitched a couple of times.
Song Xibai was startled at first, then realized what was happening and smiled as she looked down at her stomach.
"You two like spicy food too?"
I don't know if it was because it heard what she said, but my belly moved twice more.
To her surprise and delight, the baby, which had been extremely weak before, was now moving much more noticeably.
Song Xibai was almost moved to tears.
My decision was right!
This child is extremely resilient; he will definitely survive.
Song Xibai gently stroked her belly, her eyes becoming even more tender.
Three days later, just as Song Xibai had predicted, the spy was successfully turned.
Commander Yue gave him a message, instructing him to return to the Shu family.
As for how high he can climb, that depends on himself.
Even after that, Zhuangzi's prying gaze did not cease.
The patrol teams arranged by Commander Yue became increasingly tight, leaving no opportunity for outsiders to take advantage.
He even set up a sentry post on the back mountain, having the two best-eyed guards take turns keeping watch.
When Song Xibai found out, he tried to figure out a way to make a telescope.
In my previous life, the telescope was invented quite early, though it was invented by foreigners. The principle wasn't difficult: convex lenses magnify and concave lenses reduce the size of the image.
Perhaps it also relates to the principle of pinhole imaging?
That's not important; what's important is that it's easy to do!
Just find two pieces of glass and put them into the long tube. If you don't have glass, you can use crystal instead, although it's a bit more expensive... As for how far you can see, you can adjust the distance by grinding the lenses.
Thinking of this, Song Xibai couldn't help but feel excited.
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