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

Song Ruoan frowned deeply and refused without even thinking:

"I was just saying that in anger. If I were the head of the household, not only would I go back on my word, but I would also deduct their monthly allowance. Their spittle would drown me!"

Granny Hu shook her head meaningfully: "Reduce the silver by half. The missing half will not be withheld, but will be exchanged for supplies in the shop."

“Look at those corrupt managers, many of them sell cloth, grain, fruits and vegetables. If you give them double the market price for these things, the servants will actually get more. They can use them themselves or resell them.”

"More importantly, this move can solve the problem of embezzlement in the shop. With the whereabouts of the goods clear, the accounts cannot be manipulated."

Hearing this, Song Ruoan finally understood Hu Mama's intention; it was truly a brilliant idea that killed two birds with one stone.

Song Ruoan's eyes lit up, and she was overjoyed: "Okay, let's do it this way. Let's put the house repairs aside for now, and do what I promised to do about the increased monthly allowance. It'll be the same for the servants."

"He Jingyan has spent half his life on the battlefield and received so many rewards. The power to manage the household is in my hands. Once I have completely taken control of the Marquis's mansion and found out all those rewards, I can decide how much I want to skim off the top!"

As she spoke, her eyes darkened again as she thought of Song Xizhi: "I'm afraid Song Xizhi would never have imagined that I could come up with such a good idea."

"Since she has handed over the power of housekeeping to me, then I will not let her get away with it!"

As dusk settled, Song Xizhi returned from Wanxiang Hall, feeling the sympathetic gazes of many people along the way.

When she returned to Guanmoxuan, the self-reproach and sympathy in Qing Tong and the others' eyes were overflowing.

Song Xizhi plopped down on the soft couch, staring at them strangely: "What kind of looks are those? What did you do to offend me?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Tong and the others knelt down on one knee and apologized to Song Xizhi: "We have already heard about what happened at Wanxiang Hall."

"It's because our master is unconscious and unable to protect you, Madam. If you want to cry, just cry it out!"

cry?

Judging by the time, Song Ruoan, who has now gained the power of housekeeper, is probably crying secretly in her room right now!

When Song Xizhi heard this, she almost burst out laughing. Before she could explain, she heard Sanqi rambling on and on.

"When I was wiping the young master's body yesterday, I noticed that he was different from usual. His body seemed to be reacting. I believe that with your care, he will wake up soon."

"At that time, with you here, young master, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

"He Jingyan has reacted?" Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi raised his eyebrows slightly, got off the bed, and hurriedly walked into the inner bedroom.

He Jingyan lay quietly on the bed, his consciousness slowly returning. He could vaguely hear faint sounds outside, as if someone was talking.

He wanted to open his eyes and get up from the bed, but he felt that his limbs were incredibly heavy and his eyelids were as if they were filled with molten iron.

Even with all his strength, he couldn't move an inch.

He Jingyan's memory only stopped at the moment he fell off his horse.

At this moment, he clearly realized that he had become a living dead, only able to lie quietly on the bed, unable to move.

The inability to move his body made He Jingyan's senses even more acute.

He heard several people hurrying towards the inner bedroom, seemingly bringing a slight breeze, followed by a worried female voice.

"Sanqi, you said he had a reaction, where was the reaction?"

Song Xizhi had to confirm this: if He Jingyan's eyes and limbs began to respond to the outside world, it would mean that his body was slowly getting better.

But if it's that rude big guy... then it only proves that he's acting like a hooligan.

A woman? Where would a woman come from in his tent?

A pleasant female voice reached He Jingyan's ears, making him tense up.

Before he could even begin to think, he felt a pair of soft, delicate hands grip his wrists tightly.

Their skin touched, conveying the warmth of the woman's hands, and He Jingyan could even smell the faint herbal fragrance emanating from her.

He had never been so close to a woman before.

Is this the female doctor that Bronze found?

He Jingyan's entire consciousness was focused on the wrists where their skin was pressed together; he understood that the female doctor was taking his pulse.

Thinking of this, his guard relaxed, and he couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Bronze.

He believed in the strict separation of men and women and disliked women being close to him. How could Qing Tong casually arrange for a female physician to treat him?

Wouldn't that mean he could be seen everywhere?

But then He Jingyan suddenly heard Qing Tong's voice: "Madam, when I was feeding you medicine this morning, I noticed that your eyes moved slightly."

"This is a good sign! Don't worry, he will definitely wake up!"

lady?

What lady?

Whose wife is she?!

He Jingyan was stunned by Qing Tong's words. He caught his breath and his whole body tensed up in an instant.

Looking into the bright, bronze eyes, Song Xizhi simply hummed in response.

She thought this was probably Qing Tong's consolation upon learning that she had lost her power as housekeeper.

After all, she had just taken his pulse, but it didn't seem any different from before.

She slowly released He Jingyan's wrist, and then casually pinched his arm.

It was stiff and unresponsive; it didn't look like a living, breathing person at all.

However, she stared at He Jingyan's jade-like face, reached out and stroked his dark sideburns, then slowly slid down to his crimson lips.

Song Xizhi was somewhat dazed, and she involuntarily swallowed. Then she reassured Qing Tong and the others:

"Don't worry, no matter what happens outside, no matter what grievances I suffer, I will stay by his side."

After all, such a good body, handsome and powerful, and able to take whatever one wants, there is no better thing in the world.

Wouldn't it be a pity to give it up?

Upon hearing this, the group of Qing Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear Song Xizhi suddenly speak seriously.

"You all go out first and bring me some silver needles. I want to strike while the iron is hot and give my husband a thorough treatment so that he can wake up quickly."

As soon as she finished speaking, the large bedroom fell silent.

He Jingyan clearly felt that soft hand moving down his cheek little by little, and his whole body became hot, and his mind went almost blank.

So reckless, so abrupt...

No woman has ever done anything so outrageous to him before!

With a snap, it was the sound of a garment being unbuttoned.

He Jingyan felt a chill in his chest. He wanted to get up and resist, but his heavy limbs told him that he had nowhere to escape.

He could only feel his whole body trembling, his heart pounding like a drum.

Were those hands moving around on his chest really giving him acupuncture?

Song Xizhi had just unbuttoned half of He Jingyan's shirt when he saw his chest flushed red, and even his neck was covered in a pink mist.

She paused, a hint of suspicion rising in her eyes.

Song Xizhi placed his palm on his forehead and pressed his cheek against his face: "Your body is so hot, do you have a fever?"

He Jingyan's rapidly beating heart suddenly skipped a beat.