Chapter 71 Seriously Ill!
He knew that he couldn't do what Song Ci did, and he couldn't risk it.
Princess Le Yi looked indignant. "You did the right thing. Next time something like this happens, remember to call me." She patted her chest and said, "If you make a mistake, I'll let my brother take the blame."
Song Ci was stunned for a few seconds and thought of Princess Le Yi's brother, Prince Yu.
Since the other party dares to say this, it can be seen that the relationship between the brother and sister must be very good.
At the same time, she also thought of someone, Song Lan, her brother.
It’s almost the end of the year, so he should be back, right?
Thinking of her brother's tragic death in the previous life, and how the two siblings never saw each other again until his death, Song Ci became impatient.
In the next few days, the Song family was unprecedentedly quiet.
No one knew how Song Rouxi came back in the end. She claimed to be sick as soon as she came back and hid in the room without showing up.
Wanxiang hid in the Song porcelain room, warming herself by the fire. She poked the sweet potato with a stick, her face full of anticipation. The fire crackled with the firewood, filling the room with warmth.
On the center table stood a white porcelain vase filled with wintersweet flowers. The delicate fragrance of the wintersweet flowers permeated the entire room.
"It's almost done. We can eat the sweet potatoes soon." Wanxiang's face was red from the fire, and she spoke happily.
Tian'er curiously looked at her, then stood back properly.
Song Ci, who was holding a book on the side, glanced at her with amusement, put down the book and said, "If you like, why not come together? I don't have as many rules as the princesses do. If you follow me, you will naturally be the same as Wanxiang."
Tian'er was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything, and Song Ci didn't force her.
Time is short, and people always need time to get used to it.
After waiting for another half a while, the sweet potatoes were finally baked. Wanxiang wrapped the largest one in a handkerchief and handed it to Song Ci, urging her to eat quickly.
"The sweet potatoes at this time of year are the sweetest and softest. Come and eat them, miss." He took out another one and handed it to Tian'er.
Tian'er took it, carefully peeled off the skin of the sweet potato, and smelled the sweet smell emanating from inside. She couldn't help but squint her round eyes in enjoyment.
So sweet!
Qiao Xianglan served for several days.
Old Mrs. Song's condition became even more unstable.
At first, she just lay in bed, yelling at Qiao Xianglan. She already hated this daughter-in-law, so naturally she was even more cruel to her.
Or ask her to wait by your side with hot tea for you to wake up.
She didn't stop until she had burned the man's palm red, but she didn't dare to go too far, lest Song Lao San find out and further alienate him from the Song family.
After a few days, Qiao Xianglan's complexion looked a little worse, but Old Lady Song's complexion was even worse.
Instead, it seems like he is really sick.
She coughed constantly during the day, and at night, the coughing became more and more severe, preventing her from getting a good night's sleep.
After a few days, the bags under his eyes were almost falling to his lips, and the dark circles under his eyes were so heavy that it looked like he had a serious illness.
This scared Boss Song and others.
"Third sister-in-law, have you taken good care of mother? How come her condition got worse instead of normal?" Boss Song looked at Old Lady Song's face and couldn't help complaining.
Li Yao chimed in, "I don't think my third sister-in-law is sincere in wanting to take care of me. I know you're resentful of Mom, but at this juncture, you can't be unfilial."
Qiao Xianglan was the dumbest, mumbling over and over again, "I didn't. I took good care of her, I really didn't..."
"Alright!" Boss Song yelled, "Third brother should really be shown his good wife. She's taking care of Mom like this. It's outrageous!"
Qiao Xianglan turned pale after being scolded like that. The little confidence she had built up to this point collapsed in an instant.
I stood there at a loss, feeling uneasy.
Li Yao looked at her calmly, a smile on his face. Then he turned to look at Old Lady Song with concern.
The Song family invited Doctor Lin. After taking the old lady's pulse, Doctor Lin came to the conclusion that the old lady Song had excessive liver fire and seemed to be a little allergic. The two things collided with each other and caused the evil fire.
That's why I kept coughing and couldn't sleep all night.
"Allergy?" Boss Song raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with my mother's allergy?"
Doctor Lin shook his head. "I don't know. You can start by checking what you eat and use regularly. Everyone is allergic to different things, and taking the pulse alone won't give you a clear answer."
Boss Song glared at Qiao Xianglan fiercely, "If mother never gets better, you will be the sinner of the Song family. I will make my third brother divorce you!"
Qiao Xianglan, who was already in a state of confusion, could not stand still when she heard this.
"Brother, I didn't do anything."
"Humph. Who knows what you're planning?"
Li Yao chuckled, his eyes flashing. "Third sister-in-law, are you deliberately tormenting Mom because she prefers the first and second wives? If you're dissatisfied, come to us. Bullying Mom like this is extremely unfilial!"
She had originally intended to use this incident to deliberately torture Qiao Xianglan, but when she heard Song Lao Da say that Song Lao San should divorce her, she changed her mind and thought, wouldn't that be even better? Qiao Xianglan, that bitch, had become an abandoned wife. Given her mother's temperament, she would surely be eager to find another easy-to-control wife for Song Lao San.
From now on, won’t the third room have to listen to them obediently?
Qiao Xianglan was divorced, and Song Ci's future status became awkward, which was a win-win situation.
She couldn't help but feel even more proud.
Looking at Qiao Xianglan's awkward look, the joy in his heart could hardly be concealed.
Although Qiao Xianglan couldn't figure it out at once, she still knew that the person who asked her to take care of at the beginning was her sister-in-law Li Yao.
"It was you, sister-in-law, who asked me to take care of mom..." She pursed her lips and told the story in one breath.
Boss Song cast a suspicious look at Li Yao.
Her face changed instantly, and she cursed Qiao Xianglan in her heart as a bitch who wanted to drag her into this. She immediately picked up a handkerchief to cover her face, feeling half aggrieved and half sad.
"I had good intentions back then. I wanted you to take care of Mom. Mom and you didn't have a good relationship to begin with, so maybe we could use this opportunity to mend things. I meant well, too! It's fine if you don't appreciate it, but why are you slandering me like this?"
After hearing this, Boss Song looked straight at Qiao Xianglan and said, "Go kneel at the door."
It was getting dark, but Qiao Xianglan didn't come back for a long time.
Wanxiang looked again and again, then turned back into the house, muttering, "In the past, the Third Madam would have returned by this time. Why hasn't she let her out at this hour in the main hall today?"
"You said that mother should have come back earlier in the past?"
Wanxiang nodded, "Yes. The eldest lady usually comes back at this time. I don't know what happened today..."
"No." Song Ci stood up suddenly, put down the book, and frowned. "Tian'er, Wanxiang, come with me to the main hall. Maybe something happened to mother..."
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