Chapter 2: Absurd

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Faced with these unfounded accusations and the crowd's disgusted gazes, Song Yihuan felt both shock and fear in her heart.

Shock, because she had absolutely no memory of any of this, and fear, because she had inexplicably lost her virginity and been branded with the crime of seducing her sister's husband.

Her legitimate older sister, Song Nanxin, the Princess Consort of the Ning Prince Manor's Heir, was looking at her with a face full of disappointment, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Song Yihuan, he's your sister's husband! I never imagined you could be this kind of person!"

Granny Zhao turned around to support Song Nanxin, glaring at Song Yihuan with venomous eyes. "This old servant long advised the Princess Consort not to waste her kindness on this lowly slut. Just like her mother, she's a born bed-climber, a foxy temptress. Only the Princess Consort treated her like a true sister, never suspecting she was a viper in the bosom."

Song Nanxin collapsed into Granny Zhao's arms, her eyes looking at Song Yihuan with a hatred that seemed to want to tear her into a thousand pieces.

At this point, Song Yihuan finally recovered some memories.

A few days ago, her older sister had returned to the Marquis's manor to visit their parents, and seeing her and her younger brother in a difficult situation, she had proactively offered to take them to stay at the Prince Manor for a short time.

Since childhood, this older sister had always been good to her, always sharing anything delicious or fun with her. With her older sister protecting her, she had lived a relatively easy life in the Marquis's manor.

However, after her older sister married, everything had returned to the way it was before. Servants neglecting and ignoring her were commonplace. Remembering her older sister's past kindness, Song Yihuan had agreed and brought her younger brother to the Prince Manor with her older sister.

And yesterday was the day Ji Lingchuan, the Heir to the Ning Prince Manor, returned triumphantly to the capital. The Prince Manor had opened its doors wide to host guests, jointly celebrating her brother-in-law Ji Lingchuan's victorious return. As the younger sister of the Ning Prince Heir's wife, she had also been given a seat at the banquet.

But from beginning to end, she had never harbored any improper thoughts, and had even left her seat the moment Ji Lingchuan appeared. How could she, as Granny Zhao said, have disguised herself as her older sister, climbed onto the Heir's bed, and seduced him?!

Song Nanxin gritted her teeth and said, "You should be grateful I had people guard this small courtyard. Now, only we know about you climbing into the Heir's bed and seducing him. The Heir is a decisive and ruthless man, who hates nothing more than those who are sly and deceitful. The Princess Consort even more so cannot tolerate a grain of sand in her eye. If this matter becomes widely known, not to mention what will happen to you, have you ever considered what will happen to Xuan'er?"

Remembering her younger brother, Xuan'er, who suffered from a heart ailment, Song Yihuan only felt her fingertips grow icy cold, and she closed her eyes tightly.

If this matter spread, her reputation and life would surely be forfeit. Xuan'er couldn't withstand the blow. If he learned that she was such a person, he probably wouldn't be able to live either.

Suddenly, her chin was pinched, and Song Nanxin's uniquely sweet and soft voice reached her ears. "Song Yihuan, do you want to live?"

At some point, everyone else in the room had retreated, leaving only the two sisters.

"As long as I agree, the fact that you disguised yourself as me to seduce the Heir will never be revealed," Song Nanxin bent down and whispered in her ear.

"Xuan'er will never know that his sister is such a depraved person. You can still maintain your image as a good sister in front of him."

Song Yihuan wasn't stupid. On the contrary, she was very clever. She understood that Song Nanxin said this because she had a scheme in mind for her.

But she didn't know what a legitimate daughter of the prestigious Ding'an Marquis Manor, the Princess Consort of the Ning Prince Manor, could want from her, a legitimate daughter born from a maidservant's womb and unwelcome in the Marquis Manor.

She lowered her eyes and said, "What does Older Sister want Yihuan to do?"

Song Nanxin whispered a sentence in her ear, and Song Yihuan's mind shook, unable to believe it. "What did you say?"

Song Nanxin said that she had accidentally fallen into the water at Princess Xiuling's birthday banquet a few days ago, but her period had come at that time. After falling into the water, she had caught a chill, and her period had been dripping and never stopping. The doctor diagnosed that the fall had damaged her roots. Not only could she not consummate the marriage in the near future, but she would also be unable to conceive in the future.

Afraid of being abandoned by the Prince Manor, Song Nanxin actually wanted her…wanted her to take the mistake in stride, continue to act as Song Nanxin, serve the Heir at night, and bear the Ning Prince Manor's eldest grandson on behalf of Song Nanxin!

This was too absurd!

Thinking about the cause and effect of the matter, perhaps last night's incident was not an accident at all, but…but was intentionally done by her older sister?

Her thoughts racing, Song Yihuan's face turned even more unsightly.

Song Nanxin, at this moment, changed her intimidating demeanor and tightly grasped her hand, tears falling pitifully.

"Yihuan, Older Sister knows that this sounds extremely absurd, but Older Sister has no other choice. Since childhood, I have been the only one in the entire Marquis Manor who has been good to you. You are a grateful person, and you definitely can't bear to see Older Sister in trouble. You will definitely help Older Sister, right?"

"Older Sister promises you that as long as you listen obediently, I will definitely hire the best doctor to cure Xuan'er's heart ailment. After you give birth to the child, Older Sister will also find you a good marriage match and let you marry in glory, okay?"

Already at her wit's end, her life and reputation being firmly controlled by others, Song Yihuan closed her eyes tightly and replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Under the cover of Granny Zhao and a maidservant, Song Yihuan quietly left Yixiang Courtyard. She didn't know that after she left, another maidservant took a white handkerchief from the bed and presented it to Song Nanxin.

"Your Ladyship, it is done."

The white handkerchief was imprinted with specks of red plum blossoms, looking so glaring.

Her gaze swept across the mess all over Yixiang Courtyard. Recalling those embarrassing marks on Song Yihuan's body, the soft and helpless look on Song Nanxin's face instantly faded. She angrily swept the porcelain bowl on the table to the ground, grinding her teeth.

"That slut really got off easy!"

Last night, what happened in Yixiang Courtyard was all under Song Nanxin's control. She hadn't slept all night, personally listening to the movements in the room, knowing clearly how the two of them were entwined in the night. Not even once had she asked for water, and when Ji Lingchuan left, he had even instructed her not to wake the person on the bed.

Jealousy burned in her heart all night, almost consuming her, but she couldn't help it. Who told her she had damaged her body and couldn't consummate the marriage with Ji Lingchuan?

Sitting on the chair, Song Nanxin stroked her aching abdomen, her face extremely unsightly.

The maidservant noticed her discomfort and massaged her shoulders considerately, asking, "What Your Ladyship said to Fourth Miss just now, was that all true? After she gives birth to the child, are you really going to let her leave?"

Song Nanxin snorted coldly. "How is that possible? One must eliminate the roots to prevent future trouble. I will never leave such a hidden danger."

Baizhi breathed a sigh of relief and echoed, "This servant thinks so too. But this servant also has a word to say, I don't know if I should…"

"Speak."

"The Heir is a noble person with a limitless future. Fourth Miss is born with such foxy charm. Your Ladyship must be careful that she doesn't develop any improper thoughts while serving the Heir. Although the Heir is such a person, men, after all…"

Baizhi stopped there, but Song Nanxin already understood her meaning.

Although Song Yihuan and Song Nanxin were sisters, they had completely different appearances.

Song Nanxin had an oval face and willow leaf eyebrows, giving her a gentle and harmless appearance.

But Song Yihuan had a hibiscus-like face, doe-like eyes, and cherry lips. Especially after experiencing the affairs of men and women, a trace of charm was added to the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, making her incomparably beautiful and alluring.

The only thing the two had in common was their figure, but Song Nanxin understood more than anyone else that this younger sister was a femme fatale capable of captivating any man.

Narrowing her eyes, she made up her mind.

She absolutely couldn't let the two of them meet during the day. Even if it was unavoidable, she couldn't let the Heir have any chance to look at that slut in a different light.

By the time the room was tidied up, the sky was already bright, and the Ning Princess Consort had also sent someone over.

Last night was not only the day Ji Lingchuan returned to the capital, but also the day he consummated the marriage with her, this Princess Consort. Learning that Ji Lingchuan had stayed in Yixiang Courtyard all night, she had sent people to inquire about the news.

Having obtained this handkerchief, Song Nanxin could be considered to have gained a firm foothold in the Ning Prince Manor.

Straightening her hair and clothes, Song Nanxin took the handkerchief stained with red and went to pay her respects to the Ning Princess Consort with a shy look.