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Chapter 48: The Plan to Take Down the Commander (16)

A fertility-inducing soup...?

Song Zhishu instinctively clutched her stomach, watching the old lady leisurely sipping tea with some wariness. She remained composed, making it impossible to know what she was thinking, but her sharp eyes betrayed her intentions.

Grandma Ji naturally saw through Song Zhishu's hostility and realized that she had been too eager for quick success. She quickly smiled and said, "How could it be for you? You are the young mistress of the Ji family, you should be wearing gold and silver and staying at home. This..." A cold glint flashed in her eyes, and the ruthlessness in them startled Song Zhishu. She saw a ferocity on Song Zhishu's deeply lined face that she had not noticed before: "This is for Ning Xi."

Although she had expected it, Song Zhishu still felt a chill in her heart. She forced a smile: "Well... since Grandma has such a plan, what is the purpose of calling Zhishu here?"

"Don't be afraid to comb the comb." Grandma Ji then revealed a smile that could be described as "kind," but her voice was not kind at all; instead, it was sharp and stern: "I just want you to give this to Ningxi."

"Grandma, you can't!" Song Zhishu quickly refused. Seeing Grandma Ji's brows slowly furrowing, she no longer hid her true feelings and said in a gloomy tone, "Grandma, if I do this and get found out, who should I turn to for support?"

Grandma Ji was somewhat taken aback by Song Zhishu's overly direct question. She stared intently at Song Zhishu's face, hoping to find a flaw in her expression, but to her disappointment, the stunningly beautiful woman in front of her did not seem as easy to manipulate as she had imagined. She was merely indifferent to worldly affairs, not stupid.

“Grandma, you are getting on in years, so it’s natural that you would make such a foolish decision. Ningxi is Ji Rong’s darling, and if things are exposed, the two of us will naturally be implicated as well. Do you think your grandson, with his personality, will let us off easily?” Song Zhishu answered indifferently, her clear eyes reflecting Grandma Ji’s furious face. She knew things were going badly, so she could only curtsy and say, “Daughter-in-law takes her leave.”

The moment Song Zhishu stepped out of the grand hall, Grandma Ji slammed her hand on the table. The pearl hairpin in her silver hair shook violently, and the scalding tea in the blue-and-white porcelain teacup spilled out, leaving the sandalwood table in disarray.

"This is outrageous! She dares to disobey me? Does she really think she's something special?" Grandma Ji's face turned red with anger. She suddenly smiled darkly and said, "She has no choice but to do it!"

The maids around them didn't dare to breathe, fearing that this would implicate them and cost them their lives.

.........

"Thank you." Around the corner, Song Zhishu heard that familiar voice, her whole body trembled, then she exhaled a breath of stale air, looked at his exhausted face, and smiled slightly: "It's nothing. Just remember, if anything happens to Ning Xi in the future, it has nothing to do with me." Ji Rong didn't reply, only nodding with difficulty.

Song Zhishu sensed something was wrong with him and looked at him suspiciously. When she saw the blood gushing from his body, her expression changed, and she asked anxiously, "You're injured?!"

Ji Rong suddenly laughed, and said weakly, "I'm injured, why are you more worried than me?"

"You still have the mind to joke?!" Song Zhishu had never seen such a scene before and had no idea what to do, so she could only pace around anxiously.

"It's just that I was ambushed." He acted nonchalantly, glanced at her, walked over with difficulty, and rested his head on her shoulder. When he noticed her stiffness, he smiled and explained, "I just... need to rest for a bit."

It smells really good...

The scent of crabapple blossoms