Following closely one after another, Song Yi's smile turned into anger and shame, she rolled up her sleeves, clenched her fists, and decided to defend her dignity with force!

  The next game was naturally and unexpectedly crushed by Jian Yu Bai.

  She was entirely in her husband's arms, yet she still refused to give up and struggled to find a turning point - the scattered hair was all over the couch, several strands wrapped around Jian Yu's body, even drilling into his open collar.

  The soft hair ends, still damp with a hint of moisture, occasionally brushed against his chest as Song Yi Xiao moved, tickling him like tiny hands scratching back and forth. Jian Yu Bai only felt the places being scratched were numb and itchy, an indescribable feeling.

  He rested his chin on her shoulder, gazing quietly - under the lamplight, the girl's face was like jade, and her skin was slightly translucent with a porcelain whiteness that seemed to glow; where he touched, it felt smooth as if it were solidified fat, soft and boneless.

  It was unclear whether it was due to her recent bath or the natural fragrance of her body, but a whiff of subtle and delicate scent lingered on his nostrils, leaving an aftertaste that was endless. It reminded him of the osmanthus sugar candies he loved as a child, sweetly permeating his lungs.

  Looking down at his restless wife, Jian Yu Bai endured and endured, but finally couldn't help but turn his head and gently kiss her temples.

  "What are you doing?!" Song Yi Xiang was sulking, when he suddenly felt something soft and warm touch his temple. He was startled, and subconsciously turned his head away, discontentedly hitting him once.

  At this moment, Jian Yu Bai naturally wouldn't mind her little tricks, and chuckled softly. He leaned back slightly and gently bit down on her earlobe - it wasn't until then that Song Yi Xiao snapped out of her daze, realizing what he was about to do. First she blushed bright red, then awkwardly pressed down on the hand that was trying to slip into her clothes: "Wait!"

  "What's going on?" Jian Yu Bai Ben was always passionate, how could he possibly remain calm in front of his beautiful and elegant wife? It's just that their wedding night didn't go well, and afterwards, because of his "broad-mindedness", Song Yi Xiao was too lazy to coax him, which led to the current stalemate.

  But today's commotion, unexpectedly, became a case of "water flowing into the channel" and he couldn't pretend to be dignified anymore.

  As he spoke, he picked up his wife and quickly walked towards the tent, chuckling softly, "You must be obedient!"

  "No!" Song Yi laughed because he suddenly stood up, and subconsciously grabbed his shoulder. As a result, this action was immediately rewarded with a kiss on the head - she was so confused that she didn't know what to say? But when she was put on the bed and saw Jian Yu Bai quickly undressing, she had to apologize and tell him, "I'm not feeling well today..."

  Jian Yu Bai was about to take off his white undergarment and throw it onto the footstool, revealing his lean but sturdy upper body. He was just about to reach for his waistband when he heard the words and suddenly froze!

  He stared at his wife for a good half moment before squeezing out a voice from between his teeth: "In...con...venient?"

  "...is." Song Yi smiled awkwardly, not daring to look at him anymore, but there was no way around it - when they first got married she had been convenient, and now that they had been together for almost a month, how could this period of conjugal bliss not arrive?

  The room fell silent for a while before Jian Yu Bai croaked out in a hoarse voice: "I'm going out for a bit!"

  Song Yixiao buried her head in the quilt and responded vaguely, then heard him pick up his clothes and walk out quickly after dressing - it wasn't until a while later, when she was half asleep, that she heard the door sound again.

  A moment later, Jian Yu wrapped himself in a deep autumn night dew and entered the tent, lying down beside her.

  Song Yi smiled as she smelled the fragrance of soap, knowing that he had probably bathed again. She felt embarrassed and couldn't speak, so she pretended to be asleep, making her breathing even more calm and long.

  Who would have thought that after a while, it seemed that the other party still had some resentment, suddenly turned over and wrapped her whole body in his arms!

  Song Yi laughed and jumped in fright, subconsciously grabbing his arm: "You?!"

  "Sleep!" Jian Yu Bai said indifferently, roughly rubbing her twice and then tightly hugging her like a quilt - not caring whether Song Yi Xiao was comfortable or not in this position. He didn't say anything else and just remained still.

  Song Yixiao wanted to complain, but the fragrance of soap and the intense male scent coming from behind her made her feel inexplicably guilty, and she stopped herself several times just as she was about to speak.

  It wasn't until the next morning that Jian Yu Bai woke her up to help him get dressed and have breakfast, and then sent him off at the gate. Only after returning to her room did Song Yi Xiao suddenly realize: "Why should I be nervous?! Didn't I already reject him once on our wedding night?! And in all these days since, he's been holding back himself, not me! Not fulfilling my wifely duties is also normal under these circumstances, isn't it?!"

  She thought and thought, getting more and more annoyed - thinking about how she was woken up early this morning, and because of that guilty feeling, she was extra polite to Jian Yu Bai, Song Yi Xiao hated herself so much that she wanted to knock her head against the pillar a couple of times to wake herself up!

  Alas, she had already indulged in his devoted service and gone to attend the morning court. No matter how much she regretted it, time could not be turned back, and all she could do was silently spit out another mouthful of blood!

  It's better not to understand at all!

  At least it won't be so depressing!

  Good fortune never comes in pairs, while misfortune never walks alone. Song Yixiao was already annoyed today, and just as she was about to leave for Qingjiang County's main house, a bad piece of news came from below: Zhao Mama's husband, Song Yixiao's maternal uncle Yu Hong had been arrested by the authorities!

  "How could this be?!" Song Yi laughed in surprise, comforting Zhao's mother on one side while asking the servant who brought the news, "Do you know why Jingzhao took people away?"

  She knew that You Hong had a reputation for being brave and fierce in his youth, but after marrying Zhao's mother, he became more restrained. After having children, he became even more diligent. For over a decade, nothing happened, so why did he get involved with Jingzhao now?

  "As for what happened to Grandma, it's said that Old Man You beat up his son-in-law, Fu Junchang!" The servant knew the status of Zhao Mama in front of Song Yixiao and didn't dare to be slow, solemnly reporting, "And he didn't hold back - the Fu family had already reported to the authorities when Old Man You first made a move, and just as the people from the Jingzhao Prefecture arrived, they caught him red-handed!"

  He also said, "The person has already been taken into the government office. The son and daughter-in-law of Old Man You have just found out and asked the neighbors to come to our mansion to report the news! They are worried about Old Man You and went to the government office to inquire about the news first!"

  "Jun Chang?!" Zhao's mother exclaimed in surprise, "What is he doing hitting Jun Chang?! How can Qing Chun take care of the child in the future?"

  She said that Qing Chun was Yu Qing Chun, the wet nurse of Song Yi Xiao, two years older than Song Yi Xiao. She already had a three-year-old child with Fu Jun Chang - this couple's relationship was not bad, at least Zhao Mama had never heard her daughter say that her son-in-law treated her badly.

  Now suddenly there's been such a commotion, even Zhao Mama, who is usually calm and composed, was a bit flustered, "Granny, I'll take my leave for now, I'll go back and ask!"

  "Mother, don't be anxious!" Song Yi hurriedly said, "You still don't know Father's temperament? Even if he was impulsive this time, it doesn't mean he's completely unreasonable! I'll immediately send someone to inform my husband about this matter, and we must get to the bottom of it!"

  Mr. and Mrs. Zhao have always been loyal to her, and the design that changed her fate back then would not have succeeded without the couple's willingness to take risks. Now that something has happened to her father, how can she not care?

  Considering her status, she didn't want to accompany Zhao's mother back home, but still nodded at Qiao Xin, "You've always been steady and meticulous in your work, follow mom for a while, and lend a hand where you can!"

  He then ordered someone to inform Jian Xuwu, sent someone to make arrangements with the authorities in the capital, and subsequently had someone go to apologize to the Princess of Qingjiang: something had happened at home and it wouldn't be proper to visit his elder sister until things were settled. After a series of busy activities, he finally caught his breath and was anxiously waiting for news when Xiaoyu came in and said that the steward was seeking an audience outside.

  "Tell him I'm busy! The list can wait!" Song Yi Xiao was worried about her father's affairs and naturally didn't have a good tone upon hearing this.

  Who would have thought that Jin Xun went out to spread the word, and soon came back, but with a strange expression, saying: "Grandma, the steward said he didn't come to talk about the list, but heard that Yu Lao Die is Zhao Mama's husband, and wants to tell you some inside information!"

  "What's going on?" Song Yi frowned and smiled, "This will make even Zhao's mother unsure if she has left the house, how did he get the news so quickly?"

  She narrowed her eyes, put down the tea bowl and said in a low voice, "Let him come in!"

  A moment later, the steward came in, greeted her and said: "Madam, this time Old Master You is probably being plotted against!"

  Song Yi smiled and looked at him with a dim gaze, calmly saying: "What did you say?"

  The old man burst out laughing and said, "This time Old Man You injured his son-in-law, it's all because that scoundrel Pan Junchang fell for a prostitute outside and not only beat his wife You Qingchun so badly she was seriously injured, but also gave their only son a good thrashing, and even disfigured him - Old Man You has always doted on his daughter and grandson, seeing this situation how could he not get angry?"

  "So you're saying it was my grandfather who acted impulsively?" Song Yi smiled ambiguously.

  "That so-called young couple, old together, but Pei Jun-chang was willing to beat his wife for a woman who sells flowers on the street. Not only did he raise his fist at his wife, but he also had no qualms about harming his own flesh and blood. It's clear that he has no conscience! The steward smiled respectfully and said, "A person like this, in my humble opinion, deserves to be beaten to death! However, the country has its laws and the family has its rules. Although Old Yu's actions were understandable as a human emotion, he still broke the 'Great Wisdom Law' and will likely have to spend some time in prison!"

  Song Yi Xiao did not respond to his words, but slightly raised her chin, indicating for him to continue.

  Seeing this, the steward's smile deepened. "However, it's strange to say that Old Man You didn't intend to kill him at first, but only wanted to teach him a lesson, give his daughter and grandson an outlet for their anger, and warn his son-in-law not to be reckless in the future. As a result, that scoundrel Junchang was beaten a few times, angrily said some words, and provoked Old Man You's fury, no longer showing mercy!"

  He carefully observed Song Yixiao's expression with the corner of his eye, and said meaningfully, "It is said that what Pei Junchang said at the time was closely related to a certain experience or grievance you had in your childhood!"

  Song Yi smiled calmly and took a sip of tea, gently putting down the porcelain bowl. She smiled lightly: "I'm just a secluded woman, let's not talk about my childhood. This life, what can be called experience, is nothing more than leaving the Song family and living in the Hengshan Wangfu - this matter, in the imperial capital, isn't it known to everyone? Yet I don't know what you, the great manager, want to say with this serious expression?"