However, when he spoke, Xie Ruotong didn’t move an inch.
Song Yanqing frowned.
Had her body frozen stiff?!
He reached out, intending to help her up.
But just as he reached out, Xie Ruotong raised her arm and dodged away.
Song Yanqing’s hand paused, awkwardly suspended in mid-air.
Xie Ruotong said, "I’d ask you, my lord, to keep your distance from ."
It took all her strength to speak so clearly.
Even though her voice still trembled slightly.
Song Yanqing’s heart gave a jolt.
That sudden, unexpected feeling as if his heart trembled and then seed to be pricked by a needle.
For a mont, he didn’t know what emotion he was feeling.
"Lin’er is pregnant; my lord should just take more care of her," Xie Ruotong spoke again.
Her voice still sounded like that.
Calm, distant, cold, with an involuntary quiver.
And her words were a reminder to Song Yanqing.
Not to upset Xie Ruilin again.
It seed like just a reminder.
Without a trace of anger.
In fact, Xie Ruotong didn’t really have deep feelings for him.
If she really did.
She wouldn’t reject his approach so strongly.
Not today, nor in the past.
Song Yanqing stiffly lowered his arm.
He got up and left.
Xie Ruotong’s reminder was right after all.
If he approached Xie Ruotong again like this, Xie Ruilin would be upset again.
Since he had promised Xie Ruilin...
He really had to follow through.
Towards Xie Ruotong.
From the beginning, from the start, he never gave her any promises.
Song Yanqing left.
Not long after he left.
Ming Yufang’s maid ca to Xie Ruotong’s yard, saying the ti had co for them to return to their rooms.
In fact, there was still at least the ti of an incense stick remaining.
Xie Ruotong, of course, did not refuse.
She was not stubborn enough to fight for that breath of pride.
She just thought about how to treat herself better.
She got up with the support of the maid.
Her body had long been stiffened into a block of ice.
Completely immobile.
Even so, Xie Ruotong still told the maid to bring Qiao’er inside first.
She really feared that the young maid would truly freeze.
If it damaged the skin that was fine, but if it reached the bones, it was ruinous.
The maid quickly took Qiao’er back to the room, then supported Xie Ruotong to her room.
Upon entering the room.
Xie Ruotong finally felt the long-lost warmth.
She sat on the soft couch.
And drank two cups of hot tea brought by the maid.
With the tea down her throat.
She finally ca back to life.
She turned to look at Qiao’er.
Even though her own body had not fully recovered, she still examined Qiao’er’s, and thankfully, there were no injuries to the bones.
It was just frostbite to the skin.
"Qiao’er, go change into a new set of clothes."
"Miss..." Qiao’er finally ca to her senses.
She had just thought she was going to freeze to death in the snow.
"It’s okay, change your clothes, then warm yourself by the stove and you’ll be fine," she said.
"Miss." Qiao’er couldn’t hold back her tears.
Thinking back to what they had just endured, and how her miss had been there with her through it all.
She couldn’t control herself.
Xie Ruotong urged Qiao’er to change out of her wet clothes.
She did the sa.
Then, she sat with Qiao’er by the stove in the room, drinking tea.
At this point, Ming Yufang’s maid had naturally gone back to report.
Looking at the frostbite blisters on their mistress’s hand, big and red, so even broken, Qiao’er felt deep sorrow, "Miss, I will surely serve you like an ox or a horse in the future."
Xie Ruotong smiled faintly.
After all, marrying into the Song Family, it was Qiao’er who had accompanied her.
Making her feel less lonely and secluded.
She had long treated Qiao’er as her own sister.
Naturally closer than Xie Ruilin.
"Miss, did the second young mistress co out into the snow to see us just now?" Qiao’er suddenly rembered sothing and asked.
"Are you muddled from the cold?!" Xie Ruotong teased on purpose.
"I’m not, I was just too frozen to speak. Now, suddenly, I rember what the second young mistress said... Miss, aren’t you angry?" Qiao’er was indignant.
If her son-in-law knew she was wronged, but still sided with the second young mistress... just thinking about it made her angry.
Wasn’t the miss good enough for her son-in-law?!
Non-contentious, unassertive, and yet she took on the family duties proactively.
Where could you find such a good wife?!
"What’s there to be angry about," Xie Ruotong said, "A person is strong because they don’t care. Once they really care, only then do they get angry, or even hurt."
"Miss, even if you tolerate the second young mistress, she will not restrain herself but beco even more outrageous. Didn’t the second young mistress keep saying that once she has a child, her status will be elevated? You are the legitimate wife, Miss; if you are pregnant, it is the legitimate heir of the Song Family. The second young mistress’s child will only be a concubine’s, unable to inherit any family business. If you, Miss, bear the son-in-law’s child, the second young mistress won’t dare to be so arrogant in the Song Family," Qiao’er said passionately.
Actually, she had wanted to say this while kneeling in the snow.
But then she was too cold to speak.
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