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"Song Gege, the Fourth Master wants to see you."

Gao Wuyong's voice suddenly appeared outside the door. Song's hand trembled, and a bright jade hairpin fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.

But she had no time to feel sad.

"Shouldn't the Fourth Master be working in the Ministry of Revenue at this time? Why is he back?"

On the way to the front yard, Song asked Gao Wuyong.

Although she knew a little about laxatives, she would not be severely punished even if she was discovered.

But when people do bad things, they can't help but have wild thoughts.

Gao Wuyong had a blank expression on his face. "The Fourth Master's affairs are not for a servant to inquire about."

"Then, sir, do you know why the Fourth Master wants me to do this?"

Song asked unwillingly.

"I will do what you are told. You will understand when you get there."

Seeing that Song's steps were slow, he could not help but turn back and urge her, "Princess, hurry up. If the Fourth Master gets impatient, I'm afraid you can't handle it."

Having said that, he continued walking quickly.

Song's originally pretty face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

These dogs must have seen that she was out of favor, so they dared to treat her like this.

If she is favored one day, she will let these people know the price of despising her!

Thinking of this, a hint of cruelty flashed in Song's eyes, as if she had already seen the scene of Gao Wuyong kneeling on the ground begging her for mercy.

The biting cold wind carried the remaining snow on the roadside, blowing on people with a biting chill, and she couldn't help but quicken her steps.

I must not leave any bad impression on the Fourth Master.

When I arrived at the study, Yinzhen was not there.

Gao Wuyong put his ear close to the eunuch beside him, then bent down and spoke to Song.

"The Fourth Master has gone to Danruoju to visit his wife, so please wait here."

It was the Fourth Master's order, so even if she was unwilling, she did not dare to resist easily.

In the corridor of the study, Song was standing there wrapped in a cloak.

"Fujin hasn't woken up yet, I'm afraid the medicine won't work."

Qiu Xu was waiting by the bed with a bowl of warm medicine, looking worried.

Yinzhen frowned, his face darkened, his eyes dark and bottomless.

"Is there any other way?"

Zhao Kuangsheng frowned and thought for a while before speaking hesitantly, "Yes, there is, but..."

Yinzhen's tone was extremely impatient, and he tried his best to lower his voice and asked: "It's just what, don't hesitate!"

"Prick the throat with a silver needle to help Fu Jin swallow, but it may cause temporary loss of voice."

Yinzhen: "How long?"

Zhao Kuangsheng lowered his head. "The time depends on many factors, such as the patient's physical condition, the environment and weather, and so on. It cannot be determined."

Yinzhen's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyelashes cast shadows, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. After a moment, he said, "Use a needle."

Zhao Kuangsheng received the order, and together with Qiu Xu, helped Xiyu swallow most of the medicine in the bowl.

Yinzhen stood quietly by, his eyes fixed on the person lying silently in front of him, and suddenly noticed that the young lady seemed to have lost some weight.

The originally round and elastic cheeks have now lost some of their fullness and appear a little thin.

His chin became pointed, as if it could poke his heart, causing him a dull pain.

Feeling irritated by this inexplicable emotion, Yinzhen stared at the man while he finished drinking the medicine, then strode back to his study, as he still had some accounts waiting for him to settle.

After everyone left, Xiyu suddenly found a silver bracelet on her wrist which was under the quilt.

Finally returning to the familiar position, Qixi stretched his snake body comfortably.

This time when he went back, he went through the back door and directly copied the mature system of the department next door. He could bind it with the little ginseng spirit to obtain clear percentage data.

Even the tasks had progress bars, so he didn't need to use his fingernail-sized snake brain to memorize them.

However, Xiyu's physical data displayed on the system panel almost scared him to death.

The physical health data is ridiculously low, at 20%, close to the red alert line, and is still decreasing.

【You you you...what's wrong with you? 】

He spoke to Xiyu in the secret language of the demon clan, but received no response.

【I really owe you. 】

Qixi held his forehead with his hand and muttered to himself.

At the same time, he reluctantly transferred a small amount of spiritual power to Xiyu to ensure that her health value did not fall below the red alert line.

When the number stabilized at 25%, Qi Xi withdrew his spiritual power and adjusted his breathing.

With tears in his eyes, he multiplied the lost spiritual power by two and wrote it down in a small notebook. He would get it back later!

The cold wind blew through the hall, and Song tightened her cloak.

Inside the cloak, her shoes and socks were already soaked, and the coldness from the ground penetrated into her feet through her shoes and then spread to her whole body.

Song had a forced smile on her face, "Eunuch Gao, when will the Fourth Master come back? If it takes too long, I can go back to Shengheju and wait."

Gao Wuyong ignored her, took a step forward, passed her, and knelt on one knee with his hands on the ground.

"Good luck to you, Fourth Master."

"Get up."

Yinzhen didn't even look at Song at the door and walked into the house.

Song followed behind happily.

Through the door, the warmth in the room covered her whole body, and she rubbed her frozen palms with the hot air.

Yinzhen sat behind the desk, Song stood in front of the desk, and Ruyi and Gao Wuyong stood on one side.

"What can I do for you, Master?"

Song's fingers were wrapped around the strings of her cloak, and she looked at Yinzhen with shy eyes.

Yinzhen glanced at her indifferently and said, "Bring someone in."

Upon hearing the voice, the young eunuch opened the door and brought Qi Qiao in.

She knelt down to greet Yinzhen, then buried her head deeply in the ground.

Ruyi's true colors were revealed when she saw Qiqiao's face, and she couldn't hide her guilty look.

Yinzhen saw all of this and said, "Song, you poisoned my wife with the intention of murdering her. Now that we have the evidence, what do you want to say?"

At the same time, Gao Wuyong threw his purse and the medicine bag he had searched out on the ground, which still contained some remaining cold needle grass.

Song took a look at these things and was a little surprised. In just two hours, they had already checked them so thoroughly.

However, she showed a puzzled look on her face.

"I don't know what the Fourth Master is talking about. I am timid and I dare not poison anyone."

She knelt on the ground with a plop, raised three fingers on her right hand, tears welling up in her eyes, "If the Fourth Master doesn't believe me, I can swear an oath."

Yinzhen looked away impatiently. He didn't believe Song's words at all.