Wife, Don't Be Like This!

Chapter 111 - Yang Siyao's Decision

—Elder Sister...

—I miss you!

The paper ball was rolled too tightly. Even when spread out, it was still wrinkled. But just seeing the words written on it, Yang Siyao's body trembled slightly. An indescribable sorrow filled her eye sockets, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

How many years has it been?

How many letters?

This opening has never changed.

Her snow-white, shell-like teeth bit down hard on her lower lip, trying her best not to let the tears roll down from her eyes.

After a long while, she sniffled hard, and her agitated state of mind gradually calmed down.

She had clearly experienced so many things. She had thought her spirit was already tougher than a steel cable. But who would have thought that upon seeing her sister's letter again, her consciousness would still fluctuate so much.

Ha.

Yang Siyao let out a breath. Her two hands lifted up to rub her cheeks, and then she felt something rustling down from her face. It was the thick layer upon layer of cosmetics. Yang Siyao stuck out the tip of her tongue.

To be honest, wearing such heavy makeup every day was not a pleasant feeling. Her whole face felt as if it were caked. Whether it was sadness or joy, she usually didn't dare to have too much emotional fluctuation. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel✦fire.net

Even a slightly bigger smile might cause cracks to appear on her face. If someone were to suddenly see it, they might think they had run into a female ghost.

Silently, Yang Siyao raised her eyes and glanced out the window.

Tonight was very quiet.

Perhaps because autumn was approaching, the sounds of mud frogs and katydids that could occasionally be heard at night had now completely disappeared. Only a crescent moon hung quietly in the firmament. A sliver of silver light scattered in from the window, and a corner of the bedroom was also covered in a frosty white color.

Yang Siyao didn't think that Luo Yuheng was a simple woman. But ever since she had entered the Luo Mansion, her movements had not been restricted in any way. She had also never discovered anyone monitoring her.

It was as if she were truly and completely trusted.

This situation even made Yang Siyao a little ashamed.

Perhaps the people monitoring her were very strong, and she just couldn't detect them.

Yang Siyao retracted the chaotic thoughts in her heart and turned her gaze once again to the letter sent by her younger sister.

The Yang family was extremely despicable and treated the opportunity for her to meet her sister as a great gift. Only when she had made a major contribution to the Yang family, or before she carried out a major mission, would the Yang family bestow a meeting as a kind of reward.

But she and her sister were allowed to correspond by letter.

For Yang Siyao, every letter written by her sister was her most precious treasure. Every time she was about to break, looking at the letters written by her sister, looking at the childish handwriting, looking at the childish words, her exhausted spirit could always burst forth with a little more strength, allowing her to continue to persevere.

She had defected to Song Yan, but had not completely defected.

Killing Yang Miaoqing didn't really count as a pledge of allegiance. After all, to the Yang family, Yang Miaoqing could also be considered a sacrificial pawn. If by sacrificing a pawn, they could allow her to get close to Song Yan, and even infiltrate the Luo Mansion, for the Yang family, it was still a very cost-effective deal.

This was the Yang family, a place without any emotion or warmth. For the upper echelons of the Yang family, there were only two kinds of people... useful and useless.

Her current situation was a bit special. On Song Yan's side, she was a defector who had rebelled against the Yang family. On the Yang family's side, she was a spy planted by Song Yan's side.

She was very carefully maintaining a delicate balance, not leaning towards either side. She provided the Yang family with some information about Song Yan, giving them the feeling that she was indeed doing something, but at the same time, she wouldn't let the Yang family obtain any truly valuable intelligence.

Correspondingly, she also hid some content from Song Yan. After all, if Song Yan knew too much and made the Yang family suspect her, her sister's situation would become extremely bad.

Actually, Yang Siyao herself also knew very well that being so hesitant was the worst way to do things... but some things were really difficult. Song Yan had said that her sister's situation might be very bad, which terrified her, but deep in her heart, she still held onto a sliver of hope.

It wasn't until she saw this letter now that Yang Siyao's heart was finally put at ease. She knew her sister was still alive.

Every time they met, she had taken the time to teach her how to write. But after so much time had passed, her handwriting was still so ugly, just like a child who had just learned to write.

When will my little sister grow up a little?

Thinking this in her heart, Yang Siyao continued to read. Just like before, the content of the letter was some trivial daily matters, mostly about what good food she had eaten recently, who had bullied her, getting a new flowery dress, and the like. At a glance, there was even a sense of familiarity.

Thinking back carefully, she found that much of the content seemed to have already been mentioned in previous letters.

Her sister's memory was a bit disordered. But from the content of the letter, her sister should have been very happy during this period.

This is good, this is good.

Yang Siyao read it over and over like this. Who knows how many times she read it, but only then did she reluctantly put the letter away. She took out a small box from the head of the bed and placed the letter inside with extreme care.

The expression on her face gradually became solemn.

She knew better than anyone what kind of place the Yang family was. Even a legitimate daughter like Yang Miaoqing could be easily discarded after losing her use. The reason her sister was still alive was purely because she herself was still useful. But she would eventually have a day where she lost her use.

At that time, her sister would die.

She still had to find a way to rescue her sister. But this was not something she could do. She could only rely on Song Yan... or the power around Song Yan. Perhaps it was time to make a real choice. She would give everything of value that she had—intelligence, and even her own body—all to Song Yan. In return, Song Yan had to rescue her sister before the Yang family side noticed anything unusual.

This window of time was very short.

Suddenly, an inexplicable chill swept in with the night wind. Yang Siyao felt her body tremble slightly. She subconsciously looked up and saw that a figure had appeared outside the window at some point.

Perhaps because her back was to the moonlight, she couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, only a clear silhouette. It was a woman with a slender figure, her black hair fluttering in the night wind.

Her face also seemed to be wearing a veil.

She was very thin.

The aura on her body was very cold and gloomy, as if she had lived in a place untouched by sunlight for many years.

She had clearly experienced many, many things, and Yang Siyao prided herself on being brave enough. But for some reason, the moment she saw this woman, an indescribable gloom and coldness spread from the soles of her feet throughout her entire body in the blink of an eye.

She desperately pressed down on her wrist, but a layer of fine, tiny goosebumps had already begun to appear on the back of her hand.

"Tell me... what your younger sister looks like!"

Her long, slender neck moved slightly. Yang Siyao got up and cleaned the rouge from her face at the washbasin.

The woman outside the window just glanced at her. The next instant, her figure disappeared, as if she had never appeared.

……

Compared to before, the Duke Song's mansion was much more lively.

Although seven concubines had been added all at once, these concubines were not as domineering as Yang Miaoqing. In the beginning, some handmaidens and servants were still worried that the seven concubines would cause chaos in the Duke's mansion by fighting for favor.

In the end, no one had expected that these seven concubines would get along quite well, like real sisters. It was simply a miracle.

When the gatekeeper of the Duke's mansion saw Song Yan, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Under the candlelight from the lantern, his face was deathly pale.

This baleful star has returned.

This time, who knows who is going to be unlucky.