The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Song Yunxi subconsciously reached out to touch her face.

Her silly and cute expression made Madam Zhu smile even more: "Young lady's disguise technique is very superb, but I was born with a keen sense of voice. After hearing Young lady's voice in the palace yesterday, I knew your identity."

It turned out to be the case.

Song Yunxi simply asked Qinghe to take out the potion to restore her original appearance: "It's quite uncomfortable to have a layer of paste on your face."

Mrs. Zhu asked her frankly, "Miss, can you really help me have a child?"

"I need to understand Madam's physical condition first."

Mrs. Zhu stretched out her wrist, and Song Yunxi carefully felt her pulse. From the appearance, apart from the lack of qi and blood and physical weakness, there seemed to be nothing abnormal.

Song Yunxi took out a box of blood reagent from the space and hid it in his sleeve.

The jade bracelet was given to her by her master when she was ten years old after returning to Shengyun Mountain from her travels, saying that it was destined to be with her.

She had worn it for many years and it was just an ordinary jade bracelet. Until she left Shengyun Mountain and went to the capital to find her relatives, she was injured while saving Shen Zhikang and the blood soaked the entire jade bracelet. When she woke up, she found that the jade bracelet had undergone amazing changes.

Not only did it awaken as a storage space, but what surprised her even more was that there were many things stored in her modern laboratory in the space.

For example, this blood test she developed herself.

Song Yunxi said directly: "Madam Zhu, I need to take some of your blood."

Mrs. Zhu was stunned, and after hesitating for a moment, she decided to believe Song Yunxi.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I just want to confirm some guesses."

A blood sample was taken from Mrs. Zhu's palm, and the final result confirmed Song Yunxi's guess.

"Miss Song, how is it?" Mrs. Zhu was a little uneasy.

Song Yunxi told the truth: "Madam was not poisoned, but she has been eating cold food for many years, which has caused her uterus to be cold and her body to be weak. If she continues to eat like this for a few more years, I'm afraid her life will be in danger."

With Madam Zhu's health condition, not to mention the difficulty in conceiving, even if she did get pregnant, she would definitely not be able to keep the baby.

Song Yunxi had some understanding of the cause of death of her husband Zhu in her previous life. His weak body seemed to be exhausted. He could have gone to see the King of Hell at any time. On top of that, he was so angry that he had a heart attack. There was really no way to save him.

"impossible!"

Madam Zhu said solemnly, "I have been weak since childhood, and I am very careful about my diet. I have always eaten light and warm food, and never eaten cold food."

Oh? This is interesting!

Song Yunxi narrowed her eyes with interest: "It seems that Madam Zhu is not very peaceful around her."

Madam Zhu quickly understood what Song Yunxi meant: "Miss Song, do you mean there is something wrong with the people around me?"

“You’ll have to see it to know.”

Without solid evidence, any speculation would be biased.

He asked Qinghe to take out a pen and ink and wrote a prescription for Madam Zhu: "Madam, your health is too seriously damaged and you need to take care of yourself first. I have written a prescription for medicinal food. Madam, use it first. I will make a decision on the rest after I go to your house to check it out."

Madam Zhu took the prescription, and Song Yunxi solemnly warned her: "Madam, you must give it to someone you trust to do it, and don't reveal any clues to avoid alerting the enemy."

After agreeing with Madam Zhu on the time to go to the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Song Yunxi headed back home.

Outside the Imperial Master's Mansion, Song Zheyang and Song Muxue, brother and sister, saw Song Yunxi coming back and immediately stopped her.

Qing He stood in front of Song Yunxi: "What are you going to do?"

Song Muxue, who was wearing a flowing blue dress, had red eyes and looked so weak that she would fall down if the wind blew: "Sister..."

Song Yunxi interrupted her immediately: "Who is your sister? Second Miss, please don't try to make random connections."

Song Muxue knew that with Song Yunxi's current status, she couldn't afford to offend even the Sixth Prince, let alone her.

Holding back the crazy jealousy in her heart, she could only plead cautiously: "Miss, please save my second brother, his hand cannot be disabled."

Song Zheyang also stepped forward to persuade: "Yunxi, no matter what, Zhe Ning and you are from the same mother, can you please think of..."

"cannot!"

Song Yunxi didn't give him a chance to finish his words, and said casually: "It's just a few broken fingers, you won't die."

As she was about to leave, Song Zheyang grabbed her arm and said, "He is your second brother after all. How can you be so cold-blooded?"

"I am cold-blooded and heartless?"

Song Yunxi sneered: "When you acquiesced to Song Muxue's treatment of my legs and left me to fend for myself in the abandoned courtyard and be bullied by the servants, why didn't you say that you were cold-blooded and heartless?"

Song Zheyang: “…”

If they had known that she was adopted by the Imperial Master after being abandoned, and that she was the eldest daughter of the Imperial Master's Mansion, they would never have treated her like this, and would have kept her in the mansion even if they had used all means possible.

Just based on her status, their Wenyuanhou Mansion will soar to fame even if they do nothing.

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now. I can only hope that she will save my second brother out of blood ties. As for the hatred between them, it can be slowly resolved in the future.

"It was our fault before. Zhening knows he was wrong. Can you give him a chance to correct his mistakes?"

"cannot!"

Song Yunxi refused decisively: "The broken finger is the result of his own sin. I am neither a doctor nor a Bodhisattva. It is useless for you to come to me."

Her meaning was very clear. She would neither save Song Zhening nor forgive him.

Song Zheyang lowered his posture again and again: "Yun Xi, just think of it as your big brother begging you!"

Song Yunxi sneered as if she had heard a joke: "Song Zheyang, you really make me sick!"

If he had remembered his identity as the eldest brother and stopped Song Muxue from harming her, she would have given him face today out of the little bit of blood ties they have.

His eyes fell on the arm he was holding tightly, and he ordered coldly: "Let go!"

Seeing that he still refused to let go, Song Yunxi, who had already lost her patience, raised her hand and used her internal force to shock Song Zheyang away.

Although he was a man, he was after all a weak scholar who was powerless. When Song Zheyang fell to the ground, he felt his internal organs were torn apart and he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak at all.

"Big brother!"

Song Muxue hurriedly ran forward to help Song Zheyang up, glaring at Song Yunxi: "Sister, you are really going too far!"

Song Yunxi didn't even bother to glance at her. She smiled at her and called out sweetly, "Brother!"

When they all thought that Song Yunxi had changed her mind, she ran to the young man in white, with undisguised joy on her bright face: "Brother, you are finally back!"

Noticing that she was wearing an inconspicuous cloth dress, Qin Xubai tapped her forehead lovingly: "Did you go out to play again?"

Song Yunxi raised her chin and said proudly, "I'm going to do serious business."

Hearing her calling someone else "Big Brother", Song Zheyang suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

Especially when he saw her relying on the man she called "Big Brother" like a child, Song Zheyang's heart seemed to be hollowed out and he felt a dull pain.