After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

He thought you were willing to marry me, and now you are using these excuses to fool me, Xu Cui Rong, do you really think I am so easy to fool?"

All the pores on Cui Rong's body seemed to shrink at this moment, and she was oppressed by the anger emanating from him, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Her eyes flushed uncontrollably, and fear quietly spread in her heart like a poisonous snake. She didn't know whether she was afraid that Song Yanyi would really get angry and punish her, or she was afraid that her careful planning would fail.

"I do not have……"

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's. "Lin Han, he is just a scholar who came to the capital to take the imperial examination. It is unknown whether he can pass the imperial examination. Moreover, he comes from a poor family. I went through a lot of trouble to enter the Xie Mansion. How can I easily give up my status in the Xie family and marry him?"

Her explanation seemed a little weak, but full of sincerity.

"I really gave him that medicine bag out of gratitude. I didn't think too much about it. Cousin, you know I'm good at pharmacology. People in the mansion have asked me for something more or less. I gave things to Qing'an and Cuizhu. Back then, my brother took me and my brother in regardless of everything, allowing us to escape the harsh treatment of our stepmother and the fate of being sold. I will always remember this kindness in my heart and dare not forget it at all. Now, I enjoy this peace in the Xie Mansion, and my brother loves me so much. I feel very satisfied. How dare I have any unreasonable thoughts? What's more, how can Lin Han be compared with my brother?"

Her voice trembled and her eyes were filled with tears, with both defense and helplessness in her voice.

His eyes were deep, as if hiding thousands of thoughts, making it impossible to peek into his true thoughts.

Her inner anxiety was like a raging storm. She didn't know whether he believed her explanation. Her heart was in a tangle of confusion. She could only stare at him blankly, waiting for the final judgment.

Seeing the undisguised fear in her eyes, his heart seemed to be tugged at by something, and a complex emotion surged in his chest.

After a long silence, he finally spoke to break the solemnity: "So, it seems that I misunderstood you?"

Cui Rong gently shook her head, a firm look flashed in her eyes: "I didn't think it through, I will go and explain it to Lin Han right away..."

Her words were full of determination, hoping to calm this sudden storm as soon as possible.

"No need."

There was unquestionable determination in his tone, and the word "brief" was like a sharp blade, cutting off all possible escape routes.

She looked up in surprise, her puzzled eyes like the brightest stars in the night sky, flashing with doubt and a hint of barely perceptible expectation.

This sudden forgiveness was like a ray of warm sunshine in spring, which made her heart unconsciously sprout some warm sprouts.

Outside the door, Cuizhu's voice was soft and clear, like a cool breeze in summer, gently blowing through the window lattice: "Sir, Su Yue wrote to say that the old lady asked Miss Cousin to go to Shou'an Hall."

There was just the right amount of respect and caution in his words, as if he was afraid of disturbing the tranquility in the house.

Song Yanyi responded calmly, but his voice was filled with unpredictable emotions: "Go ahead."

These three words are like icicles in winter, cold yet crisp, making it impossible to guess the true meaning behind them.

Cui Rong was at a loss for a moment, feeling mixed emotions.

Is this a manifestation of trust?

However, his cold face did not show any sign of letting the matter go; his calmness was so extraordinary that it even seemed a little deliberate.

She had no time to delve into it, the emotions surging in her heart came to an abrupt stop like a string that was suddenly pressed.

She nodded blankly, then turned and left. Every step she took seemed to weigh on her heart, as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Cui Rong's footsteps gradually faded away, and Qing'an walked into the room holding a teacup. He thought that the young master's anger had dissipated, but the moment he stepped over the threshold, a dull and depressing atmosphere hit him in the face, making his scalp tingle.

"Son."

He called softly, his fingers trembling slightly, and placed the teacup gently on the table, moving cautiously for fear of touching any taboo.

Song Yanyi's gaze was like ice, shooting straight at Qing'an, his voice icy and piercing: "Have you also received the medicine bag sent by Xu Cui Rongrong?"

The question was brief, but it seemed to carry an invisible weight that made people breathless.

Qing An's heart trembled. Before he could think about it, he felt his knees go weak and he fell to the ground with a plop. His fear was evident in his words: "Sir, please spare my life. I asked my cousin for the medicine bag without permission. My cousin is kind-hearted and cares for the servants in the mansion. Seeing that I was working hard outside, she gave me a mosquito repellent medicine bag to show her concern. I will never act rashly again!"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Song Yanyi's mouth. All the servants in the mansion got something, but it was rare for her to be so generous.

"Does each of you have one of these medicine capsules?"

There were indescribable complex emotions in his words.

Qing'an's body trembled slightly, and there was a barely perceptible awe in his voice: "It seems so. My cousin is kind and always willing to help anyone who asks for help. Her medicine sachets have a strange effect, whether it is to repel mosquitoes, refresh the mind or help sleep, they are very effective, even the third wife often uses them."

The knuckles of Song Yanyi's fingers turned white as he held the medicine sachets. Each sachet seemed to be mocking him. It turned out that she was using such ordinary items to deal with him?

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Cui Rong returned to Qiu Shui Courtyard, her face still as pale as paper, as if all the blood had been drained away by the scene just now.

Su Yue hurriedly handed over a cup of hot tea, the worry in her eyes difficult to conceal: "Miss, what happened?"

The old lady's summons was just a cover. Before leaving, she had told Su Yue to pass on a message with this reason, with the sole purpose of scaring Qing'an and making him afraid that this would be her farewell.

"He discovered Lin Han."

Cui Rong's voice was as light as a thread, revealing unspeakable tension and fear.

Su Yue was startled when she heard this, and the teacup in her hand almost slipped out of her hand. She hurriedly calmed herself down and said, "How, how is this possible..."

There was disbelief in her voice.

Cui Rongrong shook her head, with an indescribable helplessness in her tone: "I insisted that it had nothing to do with him. I don't know if he believed me."

"Since the eldest master allowed the young lady to return, he must have believed your explanation."

Su Yue tried to comfort her, but she knew in her heart that if Song Yanyi became suspicious, Cui Rong would be in extremely dangerous situation.

Cui Rong still couldn't let it go, and shook her head in a trance, "I'm not sure either."

His final indifference seemed to foreshadow his complete loss of interest in her.

"Miss, don't let your imagination run wild. Since the eldest master hasn't investigated further, we should let this matter go. There is only half a month left before the imperial examination results are announced. Miss, be patient for a little longer. Once you pass the exam, the past will not matter to you."

Although Su Yue's words were meant to comfort her, they also revealed a hint of hope.