After being reborn with my scumbag ex-husband, I became his sister-in-law.

Upon hearing this, He Yunze's face darkened even more in an instant. He roared at the servants in a panic, "Guards! Quickly cover her mouth!"

But Song Ruoan struggled with all her might, and even with several servants attacking together, she was no match for them.

"He Yunze! You're a joke!"

"You see me fall from grace, and Song Xizhi rises to power, and now you've fallen in love with her? It's utterly ridiculous!"

"Don't be delusional. She hates you. If she gets the chance, she'll definitely want to kill you. Then, when we get to the underworld, we'll become a ghost couple again! We'll become a ghost couple again!"

"He Yunze, I'll be waiting for you down there. I'll definitely wait for you!"

After Song Ruoan finished speaking, the servants hurriedly covered her mouth and dragged her away, disappearing into a corner of the garden.

After listening to everything Song Ruoan said, He Yunze's face darkened completely.

He raised his hand to touch his swollen cheek, feeling the throbbing pain. He took a deep breath, but Song Xizhi's face appeared in his mind again.

A pang of bitterness welled up in He Yunce's heart.

Song Ruoan was actually right about some things. Now that Song Xizhi is his sister-in-law, even if the two of them have the same hobbies, even if he has a past that the two of them don't know about, even if she was once his wife.

It's really too late...

Everything seemed like a twist of fate, as if God was playing a cruel joke on him.

Presumably, Song Xizhi harbored many misunderstandings with him because of past events, leaving him with unspeakable suffering.

When He Yunze thought of this, for some reason, he felt completely drained, as if there was no hope left in his life.

Shuangxi, who was standing nearby, saw He Yunce standing by the lake wearing only a nightgown, without even shoes or socks, looking dejected and downcast.

He thought He Yunze was upset because of the series of events that had happened recently and was still saddened by what Song Ruoan had just said.

Shuangxi quickly took He Yunce's hand and reminded him with concern, "Master, don't be sad... There's plenty of time. The Marquis will forgive you... and he'll forgive the Madam too..."

"It's windy outside, you should go back inside."

He Yunze listened blankly to Shuangxi's words, numbly following her back to the bedroom, where he sat down on the soft couch.

Shuangxi hurriedly ordered someone to bring hot water and clothes for He Yunce to wash and dress.

He Yunze had been silently pondering, but when he looked up and saw the empty bedroom, an endless emptiness welled up in his heart.

He suddenly remembered Shuangxi's words, his heart skipped a beat, and he spoke with renewed anticipation:

"Shuangxi...you just said she would forgive me?"

Shuangxi was taken aback, then nodded: "Yes, what is your relationship with him? You two have the closest relationship in the world, how could you hold a grudge overnight?"

He Yunze's previously dim eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Shuangxi's face with almost ecstatic joy: "That's right! You're right, how could we hold a grudge overnight?"

He was initially filled with regret and frustration.

He felt that Song Ruoan was right; what's done is done, and due to a series of unfortunate events, he and Song Xizhi could never go back to the way things were.

But Shuangxi's words reminded him that things were not actually like that.

All the memories of his past life... only he knew them, only he felt guilty about them. Song Xizhi didn't know them, nor had he experienced them.

She only has memories of this life. Because he had many prejudices against Song Xizhi in the past, Song Xizhi disliked him and had misunderstandings about him.

As He Yunze thought of this, for some reason, his old suspicions suddenly flashed through his mind—had Song Xizhi been reborn like him?

That is absolutely impossible.

In his past life, he misunderstood her, abandoned her, betrayed her, treated her so cruelly, and even locked her in the courtyard to wait for her to die.

If Song Xizhi were to be reborn like him, she would probably hate him to the core from the very beginning of her rebirth. She would not only confess everything to him, but she would also seize every opportunity to kill him.

But Song Xizhi didn't. She didn't say anything, and not only did she not put him to death, the two of them continued to live peacefully in the same mansion.

Therefore, she could not have been reborn.

He Yunze felt a sense of relief, his heart finally settling down.

It's good that he wasn't reborn. Not being reborn means that nothing happened in his past life, and that everything in his past life was just a warning dream he had.

Then he would have the opportunity to apologize to her...whether in a past life or this one.

After he apologizes to Zhizhi without any hesitation, Zhizhi will return to his side because of their shared hobbies and the resonance of their souls, just like in their previous life.

That's something ingrained in your very being.

Thinking of this, He Yunze slowly raised his head, and a smile appeared on his face as he looked at Shuangxi: "Shuangxi, how is Zhizhi?"

Shuangxi was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and then answered as usual: "She caught a chill, but she was mostly fine after returning to the courtyard. However, she also asked someone to take the raccoon back with her."

He Yunze nodded, feeling a mixture of regret and warmth in his heart.

Actually, he didn't want to drown the raccoon or let Song Xizhi catch a cold. He just wanted to push Song Ruoan and test her true colors.

But the truth cannot be hidden. Only now did he realize that the only truly kind person who would risk everything to save the cat was Song Xizhi.

He Yunze thought for a moment, then said again:

"Send some hot milk to Ximoxuan, and also some rare, out-of-print novels from the capital. Things happened so suddenly, they probably didn't keep the milk warm on the fire all the time, and those novels must be something Zhizhi has wanted for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Shuangxi was stunned. He recalled Song Ruoan's words before she was dragged away, and his expression turned even more horrified:

"Master, she is your sister-in-law. Sending these things to her... is that inappropriate?"

He Yunze shook his head, his face pale, with a faint sadness and resentment: "What kind of sister-in-law is she to me?"

"The arranged marriage was meant for me to marry Song Xizhi! If Song Ruoan hadn't been selfish and deliberately switched the marriage, she would have been my wife!"

After saying this, He Yunze coughed twice more.

It takes a hundred years of cultivation to share a boat ride, and a thousand years to share a pillow. Not to mention that in his previous life, he and Song Xizhi were a real married couple!

He knew all of Song Xizhi's preferences, what Song Xizhi loved and what he feared; he and Song Xizhi were the same kind of people.

He had long heard that Zhizhi and her brother did not get along well, and that the two were like strangers. Moreover, he had more memories of a lifetime than his brother. What could his brother use to compete with him?