As soon as Song Yu went out, she happened to see Shen Zhan coming in.
The moment I saw him, all the words Aoki said yesterday came to mind.
The reason why he is treating her like this now is because he has also been hurt a lot. He thinks she is betraying her and wants to kill him.
She felt sorry for the suffering he had suffered, but she also felt aggrieved for herself. She had to endure such injustice even though she had never done anything.
She wanted to say something, but Shen Zhan didn't seem to see her and walked straight into Fushou Hall.
"Shen Zhan!"
Seeing that he kept walking, she subconsciously called him urgently.
Shen Zhan paused and tilted his head in surprise.
She had always called him that when she was young, but since entering the Marquis Mansion, she had never called him Shen Zhan again.
Song Yu mustered up her courage and walked towards him, "I..."
"Brother Yunji!"
A clear female voice came from outside.
Gu Ciyin walked in quickly, holding up her skirt, and complained to him in a low voice: "You walked so fast, and you didn't even know to wait for me!"
Song Yu's throat was choked.
She restrained her pace, as if she was awakened from a dream.
He is no longer the Shen Zhan he was three years ago.
He is now the chief minister of the dynasty and the person in charge of the Marquis Mansion, and his marriage to the princess will be a meteoric rise in the future.
And she is now his sister-in-law and the widow of the Hou family.
They were already so different, how could she drag him into the quagmire again.
Gu Ciyin saw Song Yu when she entered the door. She immediately left Shen Zhan behind and ran towards her happily.
"Sister Yu, what a coincidence, why are you here too? Are all your injuries healed?"
She looked so innocent and cute that even Song Yu found it hard to dislike her.
She forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your concern, Princess. The injury is nothing to worry about. It's almost healed."
"It's good that you're okay. I've been worried for several days. If brother Yunji hadn't stopped me from disturbing you, I would have gone to see you long ago."
Song Yu felt bitter in her heart.
He didn't want to disturb her, or he was afraid that she would mess up his marriage.
Shen Zhan looked cold, "Okay, didn't you say you wanted to see grandma?"
Only then did Gu Ciyin remember her purpose today.
She held Song Yu's hand affectionately, "Sister Yu, you happen to be here too, why don't you accompany me to see Mrs. Shen?"
Before Song Yu had time to refuse, she was already pulling her into the house.
Mrs. Shen was naturally very happy when she saw Shen Zhan and Gu Ciyin coming to see her together, and insisted that they stay and have dinner together.
Song Yu wanted to leave first, but Mrs. Shen and Gu Ciyin both asked her to stay.
Even if she didn't want to, she couldn't leave.
Mrs. Shen has a light taste. Today, because Shen and Zhan are there, the small kitchen specially prepared some fresh food.
It was supposed to be a delicious dish, but Song Yu tasted like wax.
Gu Ciyin sat next to Mrs. Shen, and throughout the meal the two of them chatted affectionately like grandparents and grandchildren, often teasing her about her future marriage.
Song Yu sat on the other side, facing Shen Zhan.
She had no appetite at all, but she could only keep her head down and eat the food in small bites.
Occasionally he raised his head and accidentally glanced at Shen Zhan, but quickly lowered his head to avoid his sight.
Gu Ciyin has a sweet mouth and is very good at making people happy.
Even though she and Shen Zhan didn't say much, the dinner table was bustling.
Mrs. Shen, who had always been serious about her words and smiles, was coaxed to laugh so hard that she could barely see her teeth and could not see her eyes. She could barely show her satisfaction with the princess on her face.
Song Yu tried her best to reduce her presence, but unexpectedly, the topic still came to her.
"Qian'er passed away early and left no heirs, leaving Yu'er alone as a widow in the Hou Mansion. You two should take more care of your sister-in-law in the future."
Gu Ciyin looked distressed, "Don't worry, old lady, Yin'er understands, and Sister Yu and I are very close to each other."
She said in a shy tone, "When I come to the Hou Mansion, I will be with her often and get along well with her."
Mrs. Shen smiled happily and said, "It's best that you two have hit it off. Silly girl, what else do you call me sister? Just follow Zhan'er and call her sister-in-law."
Gu Ciyin said shyly: "Isn't this bad?"
"The two of you are married by the Holy Spirit. Who in the capital doesn't know? Now all we have to do is choose a good day and let Zhan'er welcome you in in a glorious way. It doesn't hurt to call you sister-in-law."
She blushed and nodded slightly.
"Okay, then listen to the old lady. From now on, together with brother Yunji, we will call sister-in-law my sister-in-law."
Song Yu clenched her chopsticks tightly and smiled reluctantly: "Okay, the princess can be called whatever she likes."
"Grandma, there seems to be soup simmering in the small kitchen. I'll go and see if it's ready."
She really couldn't sit here and listen to them talk about Shen Zhan's future with others.
Especially when she knew clearly that this was not how it should be between them.
She almost escaped from the room.
As soon as he arrived in the kitchen, his body immediately softened and he could barely stand still with his hands on the table.
After a while, she forced herself to suppress those emotions.
Ever since she suspected that Mrs. Shen knew something yesterday, she always felt guilty in front of her.
Especially what Mrs. Shen said to Gu Ciyin today, it seemed that most of them were meant for her to stop having those thoughts that she shouldn't have.
Song Yu held the table and took a long time to calm down.
She couldn't stay outside for too long, otherwise people would notice something strange again.
Song Yu stood up and prepared to go back to the house.
But he was unprepared, and as soon as he turned around, he bumped into a hard chest.
Song Yu's forehead hurt from the collision, so she took two steps back. When she looked up, she realized that it was Shen Zhan.
She didn't know when he came, but he was so close to her that she didn't even notice him.
Shen Zhan stared at her with deep eyes, "What are you thinking about when you are so lost in thought?"
"I didn't think about anything...Why is the second master here?"
He twitched his lips and took a step closer, "That's not what you called me when you were at the door."
Song Yu pressed her waist against the table, unable to retreat.
Shen Zhan stood in front of her, with his back to the kitchen door, and Song Yu's heart jumped into her throat.
This is right under the old lady's nose.
She stretched out her hand to push him away, "Second Master, respect yourself."
Shen Zhan refused to give up.
"You called me at the door to say something."
His tone was deep, and his dark eyes seemed to be able to look into people's hearts.
Song Yu refused to say, "I didn't want to say anything. It was the second master who heard wrongly."
After a pause, Shen Zhan sneered.
"I thought you were guilty of hurting me and wanted to apologize to me. Well, just think about it, how can someone like you know what guilt is."
Song Yu felt sour after what he said.
"Could it be that the second master is confused? She was clearly the one who provoked me first, so why did I end up harming her?"
After a pause, her voice was hard: "Besides, the second master is engaged, so he really shouldn't be so attentive to a servant."
Shen Zhan seemed to be annoyed by her words and grabbed her wrist.
"The princess hasn't said anything yet, but you started to take care of my business. Are you complaining for her, or do you want to see me being nice to others?!"
Shen Zhan held her wrist so hard that it hurt, and their bodies were almost touching each other.
Song Yu struggled to break away, "Second Master, you think too much!"
"You know whether I think too much or not."
The two figures got closer and closer, so close that Song Yu could already feel his aura.
Suddenly someone shouted outside the hospital, "Grandma, Grandma?"
