It’s impossible to say that I’m not lost, but I’m more sober.

If Song Muxue really cared about him as much as she said, how could she not notice the existence of her lover?

Song Muxue sat down in front of Ye Xuanke naturally and casually: "Ake, is Brother Qi really seriously injured?"

She was still as fragile as ever, her beautiful eyes filled with melancholy and sorrow, making her look even more pitiful.

If it were any other time, Ye Xuan Ke's heart would have been touched, and he would have comforted her immediately and tried every means to make her laugh. But today, he just felt that his superficial concern was extremely hypocritical.

If he wasn't afraid of ruining Fourth Brother's plan, he really wouldn't even have the mind to deal with her at this moment.

Ye Xuan Ke himself found it strange that human emotions could undergo such drastic changes in such a short period of time.

Gathering all his thoughts, Ye Xuanke did not answer but asked: "How badly is Fourth Brother injured? Miss Second will know if she goes to Prince Chen's Mansion to take a look."

"I really want to go, but I'm afraid that I'll be sad and cry when I see Brother Qi get hurt, and I'll have to make Brother Qi get hurt to comfort me."

Song Muxue was so busy hiding her inner panic that she didn't even notice that Ye Xuan Ke called her the unfamiliar Second Miss.

Ye Xuan Ke sneered in his heart, what a stiff and perfunctory reason!

But in the past, I believed it easily every time.

How stupid!

What's the point of being afraid of Fourth Brother worrying? It's obvious that she's just afraid that she won't be able to get rid of him after going to Prince Chen's Mansion and won't be able to cancel the engagement.

Seeing that Ye Xuanke didn't say anything but just stared at her, Song Muxue rarely showed an expression of panic.

"Ake..."

It was a rare opportunity for her to meet Ye Xuan Ke today, and she also wanted to find out more about Ye Xuan Qi's injuries.

On the last day of the Spring Banquet, the Imperial Master will publicly announce that he will accept her as his disciple. She is very worried that it will become even more difficult to cancel the engagement at that time.

Of course Song Yunxi understood what she was thinking. Wasn't she just worried that the inhumane Ye Xuanqi would hold her tightly and not give her freedom?

I have to say that Song Muxue is too petty.

With Ye Xuanqi's proud personality, if the vital injury was true, he would never implicate Song Muxue, and would even take the initiative to cancel the engagement.

Song Muxue was still crying: "Ake, you also know that I have parents and brothers behind me. I can't ignore the Marquis' Mansion like my sister, and I can't do whatever I want like her. My parents know that Brother Qi is injured and don't want me to see him. I really..."

[Will this green tea girl die if she doesn't drag me out and step on her? Will she die? Who are you pretending to be helpless for? If you mess with me again, I'll let you know what it means to bring disaster upon yourself! ]

Song Yunxi's roar reminded Ye Xuanqi and Ye Xuanke of Song Muxue's previous complaints, which were all subtle ways of belittling Song Yunxi and subtly made them prejudiced against Song Yunxi.

In Ye Xuanke's mind, his perception of Song Muxue now became not only hypocritical but also insidious, which completely overturned the image she had in his mind before.

"I just happened to meet Sixth Brother, Master Shen, and your second brother. I have already told them that I will go to the palace to meet Mother today and let you and Fourth Brother get married as soon as possible."

"People are in high spirits when they are happy. Your wedding is so joyful that Fourth Brother must have woken up from his coma."

Perhaps it was because the time they spent growing up together was just too beautiful. Even though he now knew that it was all fake, Ye Xuan Ke still held on to the last glimmer of hope.

So this was his last test and also the last chance he gave Song Muxue.

As long as Song Muxue said she was willing, he could write off everything she had done in the past and still treat her as his fourth sister-in-law and respect her.

With anticipation in his heart, Ye Xuanke couldn't help but increase the strength of his grip on the fan.

Similarly, Ye Xuanqi was also waiting for Song Muxue's answer, not because he still had expectations of her, but because he wanted to see to what extent she could disappoint him.

"Get married now?"

Song Muxue's face changed drastically, and even the corners of her mouth, which were raised in a fake smile, began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Is...is this too hasty?"

She got the information she wanted from Ye Xuan Ke's words just now. Not only was Ye Xuan Qi injured in a vital part, but he was also in a coma and had not yet woken up.

How could she possibly marry such a living dead person?

Seeing Ye Xuan Ke looking at him, he could only explain in a panic: "Ake, what I mean is that being so hasty will make Brother Qi and I criticized by others. What's more, my sister is missing and has not been found yet. Our family is also shrouded in sorrow. I think it is better to wait until Brother Qi recovers from his injury before preparing for the wedding."

As expected, she still disappointed him.

I despised myself in my heart: Ye Xuanke, what are you expecting?

However, the person involved, Ye Xuanqi, was calm as still water without any ripples.

In the past, he was blinded by the life-saving grace and even more so by his heart. Now looking at Song Muxue again, he was found to be only perfunctory and ruthless towards him.

Although he had long passed the stage of psychological shock, Song Muxue's ruthlessness still hit Ye Xuanke hard.

"This prince has important matters to attend to in the palace, so I won't disturb the Second Miss's leisure here."

After saying that, he stood up and left with a cold face.

Song Muxue's mind was filled with Ye Xuanke's voice saying that he wanted to enter the palace, and she even ignored his cold attitude.

She knew Ye Xuan Ke too well. He had regarded Ye Xuan Qi as his only brother since childhood. His loyalty to his fourth brother was almost obsessive. He was capable of going to the palace to ask for permission to get married.

Song Muxue clenched her hands tightly, her long nails digging into her soft palms.

Reputation is important, but she can no longer care about that at this point. She must cancel the engagement with Ye Xuanqi as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late.

"Miss, what should we do?"

Ye Xuanke's words also made the maid Chunliu extremely uneasy: "Should we tell the Marquis's wife?"

As Song Muxue's maid, it was certain that she would follow her master as part of the dowry. She didn't want to go to Prince Chen's mansion to live a life with no end in sight.

Song Muxue took a deep breath to calm herself down: "Buy Qingxue Pills first."

After two years, she finally waited for the chance to get Qingxue Pills. If she missed this opportunity, she didn't know when she would have to wait, or even if there would be another chance.

The Qingxue Pills finally reappeared in the world. Shopkeeper Feng didn't understand why the eldest lady suddenly changed her mind and changed the original ten pills to three, and even held an auction to determine who would win the prize, with the highest bidder winning.

But he knew that the eldest lady must have her reasons for doing this, and as a servant he only needed to follow orders.

Sure enough, when Manager Feng said that there were only three Qingxue Pills, the entire Yiyuan Hall was in an uproar, and the determination to win was written on everyone's face.

Song Muxue was worried that the banknotes she brought might not be enough.

The Marquis's mansion was looted and there was no extra money for her to buy Qingxue Pills. The banknotes she had on her were the private savings she had made over the years, as well as the money she had pawned her jewelry. It could be said that this was all her belongings.

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