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"This girl clearly said that it was Ruyi who was by your side who ordered it."

Hearing her name from Gao Wuyong's mouth, Ruyi's legs under her clothes couldn't stop shaking, and then she knelt on the ground with a "thump".

Song glanced at them coldly, and she hurriedly crawled to the middle of the study, kowtowing continuously.

"It was all done by the servants, it has nothing to do with the princess."

The head hit the floor again and again, making a dull sound, and soon blood appeared.

Every time he hit his forehead, a string of blood would be pulled out between the forehead and the floor, forming a sticky mass.

"Stop knocking."

Yinzhen said coldly, his phoenix eyes raised, "You mean you did all this? Why? What's your purpose? Tell me the details!"

"Gege was scolded by Fu Jin yesterday. She was upset when she came back. I felt sorry for her, so I came up with this idea to make Fu Jin look bad in front of you."

"Embarrass yourself? You put cold needle grass in the porridge, causing Fu Jin to be unconscious and her meridians to be damaged. Is this what you mean by embarrassing yourself?"

The coldness in Yinzhen's deep eyes was more biting than the cold wind outside.

His voice suddenly rose and he dropped the cup in his hand to the ground, breaking it into pieces.

When Song heard that Xiyu was poisoned and unconscious, before she could be happy, one of the pieces of silk scraped across the side of her face, leaving a scar and tearing her skin.

Blood slowly seeped out from the wound and flowed down his cheek.

"what……"

Song screamed and hurriedly took out her handkerchief to cover her face, "Fourth Master, my face..."

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Yinzhen who was sitting in the main seat, but the other's eyes were fixed on Ruyi.

"Cold Needle Grass? Cold Needle Grass..."

Ruyi kept muttering to herself, her eyes quietly cast towards Song beside her, her eyes full of confusion, but the other party was only concerned with the scars on her face.

She gritted her teeth and wanted to continue kowtowing, but Gao Wuyong held her back, "Just say it directly. If you make the floor dirty, you still have to clean it."

"I just put a little laxative in the porridge. The amount is not much and it won't cause anyone to faint."

Ruyi raised her head and answered, the blood on her forehead flowing down her eyes and nose, she looked very scary.

Yinzhen watched all this coldly, his palm resting on the table and tapping the table lightly with his index finger.

Gao Wuyong: "You said it was a laxative, so let me ask you, is this medicine bag yours?"

Ruyi replied, “Yes.”

"But this medicine bag contains cold needle grass, not laxatives."

"how come……"

Ruyi looked up in surprise and looked in the direction of the medicine bag.

In fact, she wanted to see Song, but she didn't dare.

She really thought it was just laxatives, could it be that it wasn't?

But no matter what is inside, she has to take the blame for the sake of her family.

"Maybe I took it by mistake."

She spoke in a trembling voice, completing her lie. The blood from her forehead mixed with sweat dripped onto the ground.

"It's all my fault. It has nothing to do with you, Princess."

Inside the study, the four people were in a stalemate.

Ruyi insisted that it was all her own idea, and Gao Wuyong couldn't do anything about it for the time being.

"Master, Miss Qiuxu sent a message saying that Fu Jin has woken up."

Upon hearing the news, Yinzhen hurriedly stood up and stared at Song with sharp and deep eyes.

"In that case, drag this maid away and give her a beating or punishment."

He walked to the door with a cold face, and while opening the curtain, he said, "If he is dead, he will be thrown into a mass grave, and his family members are not allowed to collect the body."

"Song was not strict in managing his subordinates. He was fined one year's salary and imprisoned in Shengheju to reflect on his mistakes."

"Fourth Master! Fourth Master! This is none of my business!"

Her family is not short of money, so she can be fined for any length of time, but if she is confined to her house and cannot see the Fourth Master, she will never be able to make a comeback.

Song's face was as pale as paper, and she struggled to support herself on the ground with her trembling hands, which were freezing cold.

But she didn't care about all that and crawled to the door step by step on her knees.

Tears gushed out of her eyes like a flood, mixed with the blood on her face, and dripped down her chin onto the floor.

Song tried to grab Yinzhen's robe that was fluttering in the wind, but she could only grab a wisp of ethereal wind.

Watching Yinzhen's figure gradually disappearing into the night and getting farther and farther away from her, she felt disheartened and a deep despair surged in her heart.

Gao Wuyong, who was standing by, watched all this silently. He then called a few servants to help Song up, sent her back to Shengheju, and locked the door.

"Fourth Master, I have something else to say that I didn't dare to tell you just now."

Before entering the bedroom, Zhao Kuangsheng stopped Yinzhen with a hesitant look.

"But what's wrong with Fu Jin's health?"

Seeing this, Yinzhen's heart tightened and he asked in a serious tone.

Zhao Kuangsheng hesitated and lowered his voice, leaning close to his ear and saying:

"Fujin was born prematurely. She was not in good health to begin with. Add to that the incident with the cold needle grass, and her body was damaged. I'm afraid she won't be able to get pregnant in the short term."

I didn't expect it to be so serious. Yinzhen's dark eyebrows were tightly locked together. "What if I'm pregnant?"

"At the mildest, the fetus may be miscarried, and at the worst, the fetus may die from hemorrhage."

Just twelve words, but very heavy.

Yinzhen took a moment to digest the information and nodded slowly, "You and I know this, don't let anyone else know, especially Fu Jin."

"Also, wait for me outside. I have something to discuss later."

"Yes."

Zhao Kuangsheng responded and stepped back, finding an inconspicuous corner to wait.

The bedroom was very quiet. Xiyu was lying on the bed, learning about the new system that Qixi brought back.

A transparent panel is suspended in the air, and the body recovery value and task progress are clearly visible.

Even the Fourth Prince's favorability towards her was clearly written, with 30% marked next to it.

She was watching so intently that she didn't notice Yinzhen push open the bedroom door.

From Yinzhen's perspective, Xiyu was lying on the bed with a dazed and empty look on her face.

"What are you thinking about?"

She was frightened by the sudden sound and turned her head to look outside the screen in panic.

"..."

Fourth Master~

Seeing the person coming, Xiyu's delicate eyebrows were knitted together and she pursed her lips.

She spoke in a coquettish and aggrieved tone, but the expected cute voice did not appear.

A hint of doubt flashed across Xiyu's lively eyes. She raised her hand to her throat and tried to make a sound, "Ah..."

I used all my strength, but could only make a hoarse and unpleasant sound.

Xiyu patted her chest anxiously, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked at Yinzhen at a loss.

"Zhao Kuangsheng said that you just lost your voice temporarily, and it will be fine in a few days, don't worry."