She scolded Dun Jin Xun severely, and Song Yi Xiao barely calmed down her emotions before waving her hand to let her go and reflect on herself!

  "Grandma, yesterday Su's sister sent over an invitation saying they'd come visit you today." Chuan Xun only dared to remind her at this point, "Considering the time, I'm afraid they'll be arriving soon. Do you want to head back to your room first?"

  "I'll go right away!" Song Yi smiled and sighed, saying, "When the person arrives later, you'll take my place to greet them. You know what to say and what not to say, just use your own judgment."

  Quickly promised to meet below.

  After a while, Su sisters arrived as expected.

  "I saw you just two days ago and you were fine, how did you get sick in just a few days?" As soon as she entered the door, Su Shaoming said straightforwardly, "I didn't expect that you look delicate, but your body is indeed delicate!"

  Su Shaohuang, who spoke a beat later: “……”

  This remark actually didn't have any malicious intent, but it did tease Song Yixiao's weakness.

  It depends on who says it!

  If it were Song Yixiao's close friends, such as Yuan Xueying, who grew up with her, she would definitely be fine saying this.

  But what about Su's sisters? Including today's visit, they have only met three times!

  When they first met, Su Shaoming had already offended Song Yixiao. Now she comes out with another sentence like this, how can Song Yixiao not think it's intentional?

  "Sixth sister wants to keep talking like this..." Su Shaohong silently swallowed a tear, "Can I really be friends with this grandma?"

  "Who says it isn't?" Fortunately, Song Yi Xiao didn't mind - at least on the surface she didn't seem to mind - and only smiled when she heard this, saying "Yesterday, Yuan sister from the Bo Ling Hou Fu came to see me, also laughed at me for being too arrogant: Next time I won't dare to brag about the night wind again!"

  Su Shaohuang was also surprised: "It's cold today, why are you blowing air?"

  "I thought it was just a few steps away, so I didn't bother and walked back to my room." Song Yi smiled as she recounted what had happened with Jia Yue yesterday, sighing, "Who knew that in just a short while, something would go wrong?"

  “Then your body is really……” Su Shaoyang's words were cut off halfway, and Su Shaoqing hurriedly pulled her sleeve and interrupted: “Miss Yuan said it right, nowadays it's not like the summer solstice festival, it's better to wear more when going out!”

  Su Shaohong was afraid that Su Shaomiao would offend someone again, and also worried that staying too long would tire out Song Yiliao who was already "ill", so she suppressed her sister from speaking and chatted with Song Yiliao for a while before taking her leave.

  The two sisters' carriage had just left the Yan Guo Gong Fu when Su Shaoyao complained, "I didn't say anything I shouldn't have today, did I? I just teased that Song lady for being too delicate, isn't that a fact? Although it's cold today, if it were us sisters, wouldn't we be able to withstand the chill for this short moment from the bathhouse back to our inner chambers? How could she possibly fall ill and need her mother to specially come over to visit, not to mention her mother-in-law sending someone to offer condolences?"

  "She thought, 'Qī Mèi you're also too cautious! Second Brother wants us to get along with her, not to try to win her over!'"

  "Sixth sister, you know that much about the kung fu of blowing cold wind, a normal person wouldn't get sick. Why don't you think more about it?" Su Shaohong rubbed his forehead and said with a bitter tone, "This is clearly Song's wife covering up the truth! You still want to watch her body language and speak carelessly, isn't this intentionally hurting others' feelings?"

  "What truth?" Su Shaomeng asked inexplicably.

  "I see, among the words of Song's wife, only this sentence is true: 'he can't be a good person'!" Su Shaohong said in a low voice, "You think Yan Guogong is not a good person, if anyone else were his wife, wouldn't they feel wronged? This time Song's wife fell ill, eight or nine out of ten it's because she was resentful and had no one to talk to, sitting alone in the garden until nightfall without wanting to return to her room, and stubbornly caught a chill!"

  Otherwise, "just now I saw that her complexion didn't seem very serious, and the Duke of Yan is busy as can be. How could he possibly ask the Empress Dowager to personally issue an edict just because of a minor illness, and have Princess Wei go to the Duke of Yan's residence to visit his daughter?"

  This is obviously Jian Yu's guilt towards his wife!

  Moreover, Wei Mengying's remarriage left an impression of being mercenary among the nobles in the imperial capital. So when she went to advise her daughter, "Given Yan Guo Gong's power, even Princess Wei would not advise Song Niang to divorce him, but rather to endure and continue on with Yan Guo Gong!"

  "No wonder the Princess of Jin State hurriedly sent someone to visit this daughter-in-law!" Su Shaoyao said, "I knew it! The princess herself has a lot on her plate and can't handle things in her own household, why is she so anxious about a daughter-in-law? It turns out that because her son is not capable, his mother has no choice but to try to win over his wife!"

  "These things must be spread out, the Princess of Jin State will not follow us to death - Sixth Sister, you must remember this!" Su Shaohong heard but was unhappy and worried, seriously warning, "This is not a joke!"

  Su Shaomeng said disbelievingly: "I know! Do you think I'm a fool? Do you need to say this?"

  "With your careless words and distant tone, even if you're not stupid, it's enough to give us a headache! Su Shaohong glanced at her distracted sister and sighed silently: Given her and Su Shaoge's cautious nature, Jian Yu Bai would have never been able to find out about this matter, and there was no way they would ever let Su Shaorou know!"

  The problem is that people can't compare to heaven's calculations - Su Shaoming had a sudden burst of inspiration, hiding under Su Shao's desk, wanting to wait for his brother to come in and scare him. And Su Shao's study, usually only he himself, his confidant, parents, and two younger sisters could enter freely, so he was also careless, bringing Su Shaojing inside after not checking the room, just starting to discuss how to win over Song Yixiao's cooperation, coincidentally being heard by Su Shaoming!

  They couldn't silence Su Shaoyan either, so they could only let Su Shaoqing keep a close eye on her, reminding her at all times and being vigilant everywhere.

  Song Yixiao didn't know what the Su family was planning now. After sending off the Su sisters, she felt that this illness couldn't be pretended anymore. Originally, there were many things to do during this period of time, and if they continued like this, with him visiting today and her coming tomorrow, when would they have time to take care of internal and external matters?

  "If these things aren't done well, Mother-in-law and Jian Yu Bai will definitely have opinions!"

  These two have different opinions, and her position is no longer secure!

  So I decided: "Tomorrow I'll say I'm better!"

  It's fortunate that they did so - that afternoon, the Crown Princess, the Marquis of Qingjiang, the wife of the Duke of Shouchun, the Song family, Wei Yinlian, Xie Yiren... basically all sent over invitations or dispatched people with gifts to express their concern and care for her illness.

  "From now on, unless absolutely necessary, I will never call in sick again, no matter what excuse!" Looking at the piles of gifts and thick stacks of invitations, Song Yi smiled with her hand on her forehead, sighing, "Where are they? Everyone come over to work!"

  These posts and gifts aren't accepted for free, I have to respond, return the favors, it's a lot of trouble - luckily she wasn't really ill, if she had been someone who was just recovering from a serious illness, after all this hustle and bustle, who knows if her old ailments wouldn't relapse!

  So, being a wealthy lady isn't that easy after all!

  Song Yi laughed and brought several big servants, working hard until dawn, only then did they solve more than half of it.

  She saw Jian Yu Bai smiling and walking in, she couldn't help but give him a resentful glance: if it wasn't for this guy giving her such an excuse, why would she be so troubled now?

  "What are you looking at?" Jian Yu Bai noticed the resentment in her eyes, and was curious. After changing into casual clothes in the inner room, he walked out and took a look from behind her. Suddenly understanding, he smiled and said, "Anyway, people outside think you're sick now, even if it's better, it's not necessarily possible to work hard. If you feel it's troublesome to set up, just drag it along and do it together, why rush?"

  "What you said is easy to say!" Song Yi smiled gloomily, "You see the date yourself - the day after tomorrow is Ping An's birthday, isn't it? Where do I have the energy to bring him along?"

  "He's just a junior, if it weren't for the fact that his sister has only this one son and the situation is special, we seniors don't actually need to attend in person." Jian Yu Bai playfully tweaked the pearl hairpin on her temple, stopping when it was slightly loose, and smiled, "On the day of the event, it's just a matter of eating a meal, how much time can it possibly take?"

  Song Yi Xiao bit her lip and thought for a moment before suddenly turning around, grabbing his sleeve, and speaking with deep feeling: "Husband!"

  "Mind your own business, you come yourself!" Jian Yu Bai didn't wait for her to say anything else, and gently stroked her face, also affectionately saying, "Good girl - I've long been tired of these official duties. With a virtuous wife like you, how could I bear to have me return home and still worry about things?"

  I'm too willing!

  As long as it's not me who's worried, I don't care how you worry about it.

  Song Yi laughed inwardly and glanced around, seeing that they were all retreating with pitiful expressions: "Husband, I'm feeling dizzy, my eyes are spinning, my chest is tight, and even my wrists ache... Can you really bear to ignore me?"

  "How can you be dizzy, lightheaded and short of breath?" Jian Yu's pale face showed surprise, "Don't tell me you're really sick? Let your husband take a good look at you!"

  "Really, really!" This made Song Yi laugh, how could she not take advantage of the situation? She leaned her whole body against her husband, raised her hand to wipe her forehead, lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, with a weak expression suppressing her excitement, waiting for her husband's consent to help.

  Jian Yu's expression turned solemn as he rolled up his sleeves and said in a low voice, "Ah! Is it here?" As he spoke, his long white fingers landed on the sunspot behind her eyes, pressing and rubbing with just the right amount of force.

  "But, husband, I'm still dizzy!" He didn't know where he learned this trick from, but after a short massage, Song Yi felt refreshed and revitalized, and the fatigue of the day was greatly alleviated. She secretly praised him in her heart, but her words became even more pitiful: "I'm still not feeling well!"

  "I know." Jian Yu Bai An comfortingly patted her head, leaned in and covered the corner of his mouth with a sly smile, "This place isn't comfortable either, is it?"

  Long and slender white hands slid down the snowy neck - after a moment, Song Yi finally reacted and shouted lowly, with a fierce collision: "You!!!"

  "It's you who said it was stuffy!" Jian Yu Bai received this blow with a calm and innocent expression, "Dizzy and dizzy pressing the temple, if it's stuffy then of course it's..."

  The words were left unspoken, but his gaze deliberately swept across his wife's towering chest, the unspoken implication clear!

  This is simply losing the rice while trying to steal the chicken!

  Song Yisheng's face turned red with rage, and in an instant, her coquettish expression changed to a fierce one. She picked up a jade scepter from not far away and pointed it at her husband, shouting: "Are you going to help or not?!"