I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

A look of disgust appeared on Xie Anlan's face, and he subconsciously stepped back.

Song Nanzhi realized something and quickly took his hand back, wiping it back and forth on his clothes before saying to Xie Anlan, "Come here, let your husband take a good look at you."

Xie Anlan looked at Song Nanzhi with great resistance, but his anger towards him did not diminish.

"Pa." Xie Anlan slapped Song Nanzhi hard on the face.

She said to Song Nanzhi angrily, "You have caused me so much trouble. Now that things have come to this, no matter how much money I spend, I can't rescue you from prison. What are you going to do to me?"

"It's all because of you that I have to be a widow after just getting married. Now my mother and father no longer care about me. They don't want me as their daughter anymore."

Princess Anlan became sadder and sadder as she spoke.

Song Nanzhi covered his red and swollen face and looked at Xie Anlan in surprise.

His eyes suddenly turned fierce, he stretched out his hand to grab Xie Anlan's hair, and said to her coldly: "Those people, they all deserve to die, I am just doing justice for the heavens, what have I done wrong, those people are all women, women are men's playthings, it is not a pity for them to die."

Xie Anlan felt her scalp tingling when she heard Song Nanzhi's words. He was completely different from those elegant and handsome men she knew.

"That's a human life!" Xie Anlan found his own voice after a long time and shouted angrily at Song Nanzhi.

Song Nanzhi couldn't help but burst out laughing: "What's the point of talking about human life or not? Isn't the palace a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones? How are you nobler than me? It's just that you concealed it well, isn't it?

Xie Anlan's face darkened as he listened to Song Nanzhi's words. He raised his hand and wanted to slap Song Nanzhi in the face again.

Song Nanzhi held her wrist firmly and gave Xie Anlan a terrifying look. "If you hit me again, I will divorce you. If you were my wife, you should obey me in everything. Why did you call me husband so sweetly before, but not now? Don't you like trash like me?"

Xie Anlan's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Song Nanzhi in disbelief, the chill in his heart going deep into his bones.

She struggled to pull her hand out of Song Nanzhi's hand.

He stepped back in horror.

When Song Nanzhi looked at Xie Anlan like this, the smile on his face became more obvious, almost to the point of madness.

"So what if you are a princess? You still have to stay in our mansion now. When I die, you will be the widow of the mansion and you have to keep my innocence. Why are you so proud?"

Song Nanzhi looked at Xie Anlan's devastated expression and burst into laughter.

"Xie Anlan, the only way for you to turn things around is to find a way to get me out of jail. Otherwise, you will have to stay in the Zhennan Marquis Mansion for the rest of your life and become a laughing stock among the people of Kyoto."

Xie Anlan kept shaking his head and took a step back.

Song Nanzhi's mocking smile kept ringing in his ears. Xie Anlan couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and ran out of the cell.

Ah Xiu followed him and left; "Princess."

Under the multiple blows, Xie Anlan fell ill with a high fever when he returned to the Marquis' Mansion.

Song Shijin, who had been hiding in the dark, quietly looked at the situation inside Wenhuaxuan. He saw the servants of Wenhuaxuan running back and forth with nervous expressions.

The doctor said to Ah Xiu, "Madam Song, this is caused by a heart disease. Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine."

After Ah Xiu sent the doctor away, she saw Song Shijin's small figure disappear around the corner.

Song Shijin looked at Xie Anlan and felt that they had the same suffering as each other, and suddenly felt that she was also a pitiful person.

Thinking of what the doctor said, Song Shijin thought of something. He turned and went to the kitchen, found some green onions, ginger, red dates, brown sugar and other things, and cooked antipyretic water for Xie Anlan, just like Liu Yueru cooked antipyretic soup for him in the past.

Ever since Liu Yueru left the Marquis' Mansion, Song Shijin began to learn to take care of himself.

Nowadays, cooking these things is a simple matter for Song Shijin.

Song Shijin was thinking about the last time Liu Yueru made fever-reducing water for him. At that time, he believed his mother's words and got angry at Liu Yueru, and knocked over the ginger water she had carefully prepared.

Everyone was blaming the mother for not caring about herself and giving him those useless things to drink, hoping to kill him.

Song Shijin's dark eyes darkened.

I think my mother must have been helpless at that time.

"Hiss!" Song Shijin thought that his little hand accidentally touched the kettle of boiling ginger water, and a blister instantly appeared on the back of his hand.

He retracted his hand and blew gently on the back of his hand. Looking at the boiling ginger water, Song Shijin quickly turned off the fire, took the rag on the side and wrapped it in the kettle and took it away.

Song Shijin skillfully took the bowl beside him and poured the ginger water out of the kettle. After it cooled down a little, he carried it and walked towards Wenhuaxuan.

Looking at the familiar road in front of him along the way, Song Shijin felt as if he had returned to the days when Liu Yueru was still in the Marquis' Mansion and was forced to come to Wenhuaxuan to pay respects to her mother every day.

Thinking of this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

When he arrived at Wenhuaxuan, Song Shijin didn't dare to go in. He just put the tray and ginger water in the yard, and then knocked on the door heavily.

He hid behind a tree and watched quietly as the servant brought in the bowl of ginger water.

Ah Xiu had seen it before. She came out of Xie Anlan's room and looked at Song Shijin, who was hiding behind a tree with a sly look in his eyes. She then looked back at the bowl of ginger water.

Then he said to the servants, "Try it with silver. If there is no problem, feed it to Princess Anlan."

"Yes." The servant complied.

After the servant took the silver needle and tested the ginger water to find out there was no problem, Ah Xiu helped Princess An Lan up, let her lean on her body, took the ginger tea, and slowly fed it to Princess An Lan.

Xie Anlan didn't drink any of the other medicines she was given just now. Ah Xiu fed her ginger tea, but she drank every drop.

After feeding Princess Anlan, Ah Xiu took the plate and placed the empty bowl on the ground outside the yard, then turned around and went back.

Song Shijin watched from afar, and saw that the ginger water in the bowl had been finished. A faint smile appeared on his little face, and he quickly took the plate and bowl away from behind the tree.

Ah Xiu hid in the dark and watched Song Shijin's changes, and suddenly felt a little sorry for the child.

Maybe he is not born so bad...

After Xie Anlan drank the ginger water, she began to sweat. After half an incense stick of time, she woke up slowly.

Ah Xiu heard the noise and hurried forward to help Xie Anlan up: "Princess?"

She subconsciously placed her hand on Princess Anlan's forehead, and the fever temporarily subsided.

"What did you give me to eat just now?" Xie Anlan asked in a daze. The pain all over her body made her unable to concentrate at all.

Ah Xiu told Princess An Lan about Song Shijin's actions one by one.

Although Xie Anlan didn't like Song Shijin very much, his behavior today was the only warmth Xie Anlan felt after arriving at the Marquis' Mansion.

She asked thoughtfully, "How has he been eating all these days?"