After sharing a body with her husband

Song Yunyi's hands, which were covering her face, trembled violently, and all the color had drained from her face!

She then realized how presumptuous her words had been in the heat of the moment. If the charge of ruining the princess's reputation were proven true, the entire Earl's mansion would be doomed!

At the time, she only wanted to test Xie Yan'an's feelings and disgust Shang Lingjun. In her haste, she didn't think too much about it, but Shang Lingjun wouldn't let go and seized on her weakness!

Shang Lingjun's eyes were cold and sharp.

"What's wrong? Can't you speak?"

Song Yunyi bit her lip hard, the curses and threats she was about to unleash stuck in her throat, unable to come out. Her gaze was fixed on Shang Lingjun, filled with anger and resentment.

"Are you angry because you're embarrassed? Xie Yan'an doesn't care about you at all! This marriage that exists in name only is because you took someone else's place!"

Xie Yan'an is only concerned with temporary feelings now, but in the long run, nothing will remain. Ten or twenty years from now, all he'll have left him with is resentment!

Song Yunyi's chest heaved violently as she gritted her teeth and said:

"I just can't stand seeing a couple in love forced to separate!"

"hehe……"

Shang Lingjun merely sneered, her eyes narrowing slightly as suspicion arose in her heart.

What kind of trouble is Song Yunyi meddling in?

Other people's marital affairs and their past love affairs have absolutely nothing to do with her. Why is she so indignant and concerned about these things?

If she were close to Princess Shuyue, it would be one thing to disapprove, but Song Yunyi and Princess Shuyue were not acquainted. Song Yunyi was shrewd and not the type to meddle in other people's business.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

Shang Lingjun stepped forward, her words carrying a subtle probing tone.

"Sixth Miss, your words are so sharp and your impassioned speech is full of resentment. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a princess! What business is it of yours what other people's affairs are? Are you just jealous that I'm having a good time and you're trying to make me unhappy, or is it...?"

Shang Lingjun paused, staring intently at her face, not wanting to miss any change in her expression.

"Or do you have ulterior motives? What do you want to achieve?"

Song Yunyi's face stiffened, a look of panic flashed in her eyes, and even her anger disappeared, leaving only the guilt and panic of being seen through.

Although it was just a fleeting moment, Shang Lingjun still caught it precisely. Her eyebrows arched slightly upwards. Sure enough, Song Yunyi had something on her mind!

But what is she plotting?

Shang Lingjun looked at her with a probing gaze, but she couldn't figure it out yet.

As if to cover it up, Song Yunyi snorted angrily.

"That's because you know nothing! I just couldn't stand seeing such a perfect couple separated like this. Shang Lingjun, I'll remember this slap. What goes around comes around, we'll see! Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you're the seventh wife of the Xie family!"

Song Yunyi glared venomously at Shang Lingjun and his servant, while Qingzhi remained with her hands on her hips, her eyes wide with vigilance.

Song Yunyi gritted her teeth in resentment and ran away in anger.

Shang Lingjun looked in the direction Song Yunyi left, watching her disappear from his sight. Shang Lingjun's expression was indifferent, but his mind was full of thoughts.

What exactly is Song Yunyi trying to do?

She needs to figure this out.

Because Shang Lingjun vaguely sensed that Song Yunyi's scheme was inextricably linked to her, as evidenced by Song Yunyi's repeated attempts to sow discord between her and Xie Yan'an.

Shang Lingjun rubbed her palms together lightly with her fingertips. The slap made her feel good. Even though Song Yunyi was so angry that she was jumping up and down, she could only swallow her anger and dared not make a sound.

She had precisely calculated this point, which is why she dared to make her move.

The slap was worth it; it made her realize Song Yunyi's ulterior motives and put her on guard, making it easier to deal with her in the future.

Shang Lingjun slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. "Let's go to the front hall."

She still needs to greet guests at the funeral hall.

But as I passed the long corridor next to the garden, two cooks came towards me carrying a large pot.

Upon smelling an extremely fishy and unpleasant odor, Shang Lingjun quickly covered her nose with a handkerchief, her facial features contorting in pain.

"What are those things you're carrying?"

The cook stopped bowing and respectfully replied:

"Reporting to Madam Seven, this pot contains a soup for offerings, a freshly made angelica, ginger, and mutton soup, which is to be placed in front of the mourning hall."

The pungent smell of angelica root and mutton wafted over, making Shang Lingjun feel nauseous. She frowned and quickly waved her hand.

"You guys go first!"

"Yes."

The cook carried the pot and walked away quickly.

"Madam, what's wrong? Can't you stand the smell of mutton?" Qingzhi asked with concern.

Shang Lingjun covered her nose with her hand, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. Although the cook had already left with the pot, there was still a faint, greasy, and disgusting fishy smell in the air.

"I never noticed it before, but why does the mutton soup smell so unusually gamey today?"

Qingzhi thought for a moment and said:

"Perhaps it's because of the addition of angelica root. Angelica root has a strong medicinal smell, which, when mixed with the gamey smell of mutton, is quite pungent."

"Um."

Shang Lingjun also left quickly.

……

Over there, Song Yunyi, afraid of being seen by others, kept her face covered with a handkerchief and avoided people.

Her expression was sinister and twisted; she simply couldn't swallow this insult!

"Distinguished guests, please make way! The soup is here; please be careful not to scald yourself!"

Just then, two cooks passed by carrying a pot of hot soup. Song Yunyi stepped aside and looked at the large pot of soup.

Soup?

Song Yunyi's eyes were deep and dark.

Offering soup is good...

She looked around, went out for a stroll, picked a handful of chinaberry flowers and leaves from the flowerbed in the small garden, wrapped them in a handkerchief and squeezed out the juice.

After kneading out the juice, Song Yunyi didn't rush to squeeze it out. Instead, she wrapped it in a handkerchief and quietly went to the front hall.

When she saw the servants serving soup, a dark, calculating glint flashed in Song Yunyi's eyes.

Lord Shang Ling, you cannot bear the consequences of humiliating the eldest daughter of the Earl's family! I can't do anything to you for now, so I'll just take some small profits for you.

If the seventh wife, who is in charge of the Xie family, were to vomit and have diarrhea in public, what a laughing stock that would be...

I'm afraid I'll never be able to show my face in public again.

Xie Yan'an would also find her extremely distasteful.

Thinking of this, Song Yunyi quickened her pace; she had to get everything sorted out before Shang Lingjun returned…

……

On her way to the front hall, Shang Lingjun encountered Old Madam Wei, who was also heading towards the front hall. Old Madam Wei was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, her lips were slightly pale, and she had a headband tied around her forehead.

She was accompanied by Granny Qiu and two maids, one of whom was pushing a wooden wheelchair.

The commotion caused by Sun Chunhua a few days ago also upset Old Madam Wei, causing her to fall ill. She was too weak to walk and had to use a wheelchair.

Shang Lingjun quickly stepped forward, "Mother-in-law, you're still sick, why did you come? Your daughter-in-law is here."

Old Madam Wei rubbed her forehead, her voice slightly weak.

"It's alright. It wouldn't be right for me not to show up at an event like this. I'll just stay in the front hall for a little while and then come back."

"Alright then, your daughter-in-law will accompany you."

Shang Lingjun was still somewhat worried. She had always relied on Old Madam Wei, as if she could solve everything.

But this once "powerful" and iron-fisted woman is now just an elderly old lady.

The family suffered a misfortune. Murong Jingwan and Old Master Xie both wronged Xie Yan'an, causing him to narrowly escape death. The old man Xie and the old woman Diao's messy affairs of the previous generation also hurt Master Xie and made him lose face.

These injuries all involved the sons of Old Madam Wei.

However, there is one point that has been overlooked: Old Madam Wei's husband was immoral and had an affair with his son's mother-in-law, which almost cost their young son his life.

This would be a devastating blow to any woman.

Husband's betrayal, son's persecution...

Old Madam Wei's illness shows how deeply she was hurt. She was already in poor health, yet she still had to endure this.

Really...

"I'll do it."

Shang Lingjun sighed inwardly. As she pushed Old Madam Wei's wheelchair, she spoke softly:

"Mother-in-law, you should take care of yourself. The matter is over, and those who deserved retribution have received their due punishment. It's not worth wasting your energy on those scumbags. We will have good days ahead, so please don't worry."

Old Madam Wei patted Shang Lingjun's hand with satisfaction.

"I understand, God has been kind to me after all."

Shang Lingjun understood her meaning, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

Upon arriving at the front hall, the room was entirely white, with white candles burning and a faint aroma of mutton soup filling the air. It seemed that the soup offering had only been placed in front of the mourning hall next door before being moved to the front hall.

Some people like the taste of this mutton soup, but Shang Lingjun finds it nauseating!