I was reborn after cheating on the aloof and powerful man.

Chapter 63 What’s the matter?

Upon hearing the noise, Uncle Yin and Ji Zhongxuan came out of the room. Both of them were worried about letting Fei Xi go to Tangjiabao alone.

After some discussion, it was decided that Ji Zhongxuan would accompany Fei Xi.

When Fei Xi and her companion arrived at Tangjiabao again, white banners fluttered in the wind before the vermilion gate. White lanterns were scattered throughout the porch.

Everywhere she looked, there was a blanket of white mourning clothes. Seeing that the mourning hall in Tangjiabao had been properly set up, Fei Xi suggested to the old man that they go and pay their respects.

"Since you and the young hero have such intentions, please follow this old servant."

It was the same hall as during the day. As soon as Fei Xi entered, she saw a golden nanmu coffin with nine dragons and five phoenixes placed in the center of the hall. The coffin was surrounded by fresh flowers and incense, and the smoke from the incense filled the air with a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Princess Ruiyun was not convicted before her death, and her title of princess remained. The funeral hall was arranged according to the standards for a princess, and apart from the coffin being somewhat inappropriate, there was nothing that overstepped the bounds of propriety.

Entering the house, upon seeing the words "beloved wife" on the memorial tablet, Fei Xi thought to herself: Although Lord Tang is somewhat ruthless, he is not entirely without responsibility. How many cowardly and heartless men, upon hearing that their wives have caused trouble, would wish to remove them from the family register overnight, fearing that they would be implicated.

The fact that Lord Tang was able to handle Princess Ruiyun's funeral arrangements in this way must have been under immense pressure. Perhaps if the Emperor were to blame him in the future, it would implicate Tang Family Fort.

Fei Xi suddenly felt a pang of sadness, wondering how her aunt was doing. She really wanted to see He Shenggu right now.

Fei Xi's gaze shifted from the coffin to the sides. Tang Huaiyi, dressed in mourning clothes, was kneeling in the place of the filial son. In the corner of the hall, a group of monks were chanting sutras and playing music.

Their eyes met briefly, and upon seeing the arrangement on the table, Fei Xi stepped forward, gently lit three incense sticks, and knelt down.

After she and her junior brother finished offering incense, Tang Huaiyi returned the greetings to them one by one.

Given the magnitude of today's events, the fact that the mourning hall could be set up so quickly shows the immense effort and care Tang Huaiyi must have put into it, as evidenced by the bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

"Brother Yi, please accept my condolences. How is Auntie doing now?"

Hearing this address, Tang Huaiyi felt a warmth in his heart. He subconsciously glanced at the man beside her; he remembered him as her junior brother. The man remained composed, showing no sign of distress, even after she addressed him that way. He then recalled that Xiao Xi's junior brother was always accompanied by a beautiful woman; perhaps he was overthinking things.

His reverie lasted only a moment. Tang Huaiyi quickly gathered his scattered thoughts, gazed at the person before him, and said gently:

"Yes, Mother is alright. As soon as you left during the day, Xiaoxi, Mother started arranging Second Mother's funeral. Just now, Eldest Brother suddenly fainted in the mourning hall, and the doctors in the manor were helpless and could not find out the cause. So Mother ordered me to come back and keep vigil for Second Mother. At this moment, Father and Mother are both by Eldest Brother's side."

After speaking, he solemnly bowed to Fei Xi, and made a promise in a gentle tone with unusual seriousness:

“Xiao Xi, the grudges of the previous generation in Tangjiabao ended with the previous generation. My elder brother has always treated me very well, and I trust your medical skills. Tangjiabao is willing to do everything in its power to save my elder brother’s life. If you need anything later, Xiao Xi, just let me know.”

"Don't worry, Brother Yi. With Aunt here, I won't hesitate to ask for anything."

Fei Xi nodded; she naturally understood what Tang Huaiyi meant.

While believing in her medical skills was one reason, he specifically invited her to treat his elder brother because he feared his father would take his anger out on her over Princess Ruiyun's death, and wanted to use this opportunity to make Lord Tang owe her a favor.

After saying goodbye to Tang Huaiyi, Fei Xi, led by Uncle Li, left the mourning hall with Junior Brother Ji.

Then they arrived at an exquisite and luxurious attic.

The moonlight, like water, spilled onto the pavilion, where the flying eaves and brackets were faintly visible. The glazed golden tiles were extraordinarily luxurious, and the railings, wooden doors, and walls were adorned with exquisite carvings and paintings.

Upon reaching the attic, the flickering candlelight illuminated the glittering jewels within. Fei Xi glanced over casually and noticed that the attic windows were made of transparent glass.

She clicked her tongue inwardly. No wonder Princess Ruiyun gave up the riches and honors of the capital to become a "second wife" in Jiangyou.

How could a former princess of the previous dynasty, who had no fiefdom but only the title of princess, possibly live a "hard life"?

As long as His Majesty is not senile, he will never allow a member of the former imperial family to marry a high-ranking noble or a powerful minister.

Fei Xi secretly speculated that the Emperor might have planned to marry Princess Ruiyun to some seemingly prestigious families to show his favor.

Princess Ruiyun may have guessed or received prior notice, which led to the incident of her drunken indiscretion. Whether Princess Ruiyun's choice of Lord Tang was a coincidence or had ulterior motives remains unknown to her.

"Girl, you've come."

As soon as she entered, a loving voice snapped Fei Xi out of her reverie.

She looked up and saw that Tang Baozhu and He Shenggu, whom she had seen during the day, were sitting beside the exquisitely decorated and luxurious bed.

Lord Tang, with his magnificent beard, looked at Fei Xi with eyes as sharp as an eagle, and his words were utterly blunt:

“Even if a little girl has some talent in medicine, how can she compare to the experienced doctors in the city? Lianniang, you must have been deceived by those false reputations.”

Before Fei Xi could speak, He Shenggu glared at Tang Baozhu and scolded him:

"Others may not know the extent of Master Baoyi's injuries back then. But you, you lecherous scoundrel who ran to the Demonic Sect the moment you heard of Huaxuezhai, didn't you see it with your own eyes? Besides, Master Baoyi is not one to speak carelessly; he personally said that his injuries were healed by the girl. Based on that alone, the girl's medical skills are beyond doubt. If it weren't for Yi'er lying on the bed, based on what you just said, I would have taken the girl away and treated her as I pleased!"

“Lianniang, why bring up the past? What’s so good about Xiao Jianshan? And how am I any less than him?” Hearing He Xiaolian praise another man, Lord Tang felt a mix of emotions, a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Tang Qifei, can't you put something serious in your head! If you insist on comparing, then I'll tell you the truth: Bao Yi Zhenjun is better than you in every way. Where do you get the confidence to think you're better than Bao Yi Zhenjun?!" He Shenggu was furious.

"Lianniang, you..." Before Lord Tang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a soft, delicate voice:

"Lord Tang, Aunt He, please be quiet for a moment. Let me take the young master's pulse first, okay?"

Only then did the two notice that the little girl had brought over a stool and was sitting by the bed taking Yi'er's pulse.

Seemingly disturbed by the two arguing, the little girl's clear eyes held a silent protest.

Lord Tang coughed and exchanged a glance with He Xiaolian; both were somewhat embarrassed. It was too shameful to be vying for attention in front of a junior; they still had their pride.

So the two stopped arguing, shut their mouths, and sat quietly to the side waiting for the little girl to take her pulse.

After a long while, Fei Xi solemnly lowered her wrist.

He Shenggu asked in bewilderment, "Girl, what's wrong with Yi'er? I clearly smelled the scent of Gu on him, but why didn't I find a single Gu?"

Fei Xi looked at the two of them with a serious expression and said, "Someone once used a Gu on the eldest young master, but for some reason they gave up. The eldest young master's fainting today is not due to the Gu. Aunt, there is no time to lose. I need to treat the eldest young master now, so please ask you and Lord Tang to leave the room temporarily. I need to administer acupuncture to him alone, and no one else should interfere during this process."

What are you going to do to Yi'er?

"I already said it's acupuncture treatment, let's go!"

Lord Tang sensed something was amiss and before he could object, He Shenggu pulled him out of the room.

Fei Xi gave Ji Zhongxuan a wink, and the arrogant man gave her a deep look before leaving the room, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

After everyone had left, Fei Xi did not take out silver needles from her bosom to perform the acupuncture treatment she had promised. Instead, she looked at the sickly young master on the bed with his eyes closed and said softly:

"Now that you are awake, please tell me, why did you specifically 'invite' me here?"