Chapter 237 The Poison Was Administered by the Dowager Consort?

It was two days later when Song Yixiao woke up. As she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar ceiling of the bed net and her husband who was sleeping by the bed, holding her hand. The morning sunlight in the early summer, cast through the window, appeared like the cold moonlight through the pale pinkish purple bed net, which shone on his slightly pale face. As a result, his face seemed even more radiant. His appearance was stunning with a sense of alienation from the worldly hubbub.