Transmigrating into a book to save her best friend, her sickly husband vies for her affections every

When Sun saw Shishi and Ruyi coming forward to "invite" her, she shouted "Don't touch me!" and strode out, her eyes filled with deep hatred.

Seeing that everyone had left, Ji Anzhi, who had been guarding the door, wiped the sweat from her brow and went inside, her voice barely audible, "Sister, how long have you been thinking about this plan?"

It was definitely not a coincidence, she was absolutely certain.

She underestimated this woman. How could she have thought she was a coward before?

“I have some time,” Tingyao answered truthfully, thinking back to her past life. “I’m poor, so I’d like to trouble you to send some things to my younger siblings in the second and third wives’ homes in our names.”

The Ji family's children are truly of impeccable character and integrity!

One by one, righteous people are turning evil!

You must try your best to curry favor with them.

Of course, we also need to help Ji Anzhi curry favor with him.

Ji Anzhi spoke with her for a while, "I'll have someone send you some clothes later. We'll be seeing each other all the time from now on, so you can't keep dressing like this, however you want to be comfortable. You need to have the air of the eldest daughter of the main wife. You were born to the first wife, so if you're not presentable, your father won't be presentable either."

Recently, as they've been spending more time together, Ji Anzhi has discovered that her good sister isn't poor, she's just lazy. The old lady Ji has bought her expensive clothes and jewelry, but she just wears a few faded ones in rotation!

Of course, she now has to suspect that this older sister has always been very clever, knowing how to make herself look pitiful in order to avoid Sun's abuse, and has really fooled her for many years.

He's cunning and scheming from head to toe.

Fortunately, this older sister is truly a sister, and I will definitely help her out in the future.

Tingyao watched everyone leave, then slowly sipped her tea. Shishi asked, "Young lady, what should we do with Xin'er?"

"Lock him up first." Tingyao said as she walked out. This person was still useful later. "I'm a little tired, I'm going back to take a nap."

Back in the house, Tingyao had just poured two cups of tea when Zhao Siwei climbed over the wall and came in.

Tingyao teased, "You can imagine how leaky the Ji family is, allowing you to come and go freely. I overheard that, so you'll have to take a test to get in next time."

"Don't worry about my skills," Zhao Siwei said smugly.

Speaking of kung fu, Tingyao asked curiously, "Didn't you and Zhang Zhan learn everything together? Why is he bad at kung fu, but you're bad at studying?"

In her previous life, Tingyao was extremely curious about this matter, but time was tight and the task was heavy, and asking would be useless. At that time, Zhang Zhan's lack of kung fu skills was actually a great help to them.

Seeing that Zhao Siwei remained silent, Tingyao repeated, "Why? Please explain!"

Zhao Siwei's eyes darted left and right, realizing something was off about her words. He tilted his head to look at her, "Wife, are you calling me stupid?"

Tingyao picked up a pastry and fed it to him, saying, "You're so stupid, there aren't many smart people left in the capital."

It's just that Zhang Zhan happens to be smarter than you; Tingyao wouldn't dare say that.

No, to be precise, he didn't think as much as Zhang Zhan.

Zhang Zhan's victory can be summed up in four words: foresight and vision.

Zhao Siwei slowly said while munching on a pastry, "He is not suited to learn kung fu. When he was seven years old, he accidentally fell into the water in the dead of winter at the Marquis's mansion. He survived, but he never recovered. I took the imperial physician to see him and found that he had been poisoned. Although he was saved, he has problems with his heart and lungs. You can't tell unless he moves around a lot."

Tingyao responded with an "Oh".

That must be something like asthma.

Fearing that Tingyao was too brave and her thinking too radical, Zhao Siwei added, "Don't go looking for trouble. He knows he can't beat me at all. It's rare for him to fight me head-on. Someone as delicate and weak as you can be slapped to death by him."

In short, Zhang Zhan has some martial arts skills, but no one usually fights him, and the people in the capital always think of him as the refined and gentle type! In fact, among the strong, he can withstand a few blows, and among the weak, he can kill someone.

"Why would I bother fighting with him when I'm full?" Tingyao chuckled.

Offending the heir of the Marquis's mansion is something he can't afford to offend, even though he's a fallen camel.

Zhao Siwei explained his purpose, "I may be gone for a few days to Yongzhou to investigate some matters."

He told Tingyao what had happened the night before, not hiding his anger, "Once I take his arms off one by one, I'll make him kneel down and kowtow to me as Ninth Brother!"

Since it concerns Zhao Fu'er, it would be better to just say it outright, and he will surely put aside all grudges and cooperate with us.

Zhang Zhan was thinking of using him to gain Zhao Fu'er's gratitude.

Yongzhou is located next to the Grand Canal, and all supplies to the front lines are transported from Yongzhou. This time, he is going to take the initiative to find out what caused the defeat so that Zhao Fu'er can be sent to marry Zhao Fu'er.

We absolutely cannot give Zhang Zhan another chance to mess with him!

Zhao Siwei could never forget Zhang Zhan's provocative words in his past life, "Ninth Brother has caused trouble again. Do you want me to say a few words to you?" It made him so angry that his liver ached whenever he thought about it.

Just thinking about it now makes my liver hurt.

In this lifetime, he must never give Zhang Zhan the chance to act arrogantly over him again.

"I'm leaving." Zhao Siwei stood up.

"Zhao Siwei," Tingyao called out to him, asking the question that had always been on her mind, "We were both gone in our past lives, how did you survive?"

Zhao Siwei paused for a moment, then said, "We'll talk about it next time. I'm in a hurry right now."

Tingyao hummed in agreement. "Be careful on the road."

Zhao Siwei: "I know, you be careful too."

Tingyao bowed to him, munching on pastries and drinking tea.

She also needs to replenish her energy.

That scene just now took a lot of her effort.

Tingyao was in a good mood and hummed a little tune.

"The people are truly happy today!"

—He knows he can't beat me at all, so he's deliberately fighting me head-on.

Zhao Siwei's words suddenly echoed in my mind.

He then shook his head and continued drinking his tea.

***

That evening, the Ji family had a reunion dinner, and even Old Madam Ji drank a few extra cups of wine in her heart. Madam Yang hurriedly escorted her home.

Tingyao, carrying the gifts from the second and third wives, walked back to the courtyard with a wide smile. Once she was sure no one was around, she raised her hand, cheered, and spun around a few times.

Shishi and Ruyi, holding the items, were also filled with emotion.

The second wife sent clothes, books, and writing implements, while the third wife sent jewelry and silver—all things that Tingyao desperately needed. The girl's life was truly about to improve visibly.

If I could truly become a prince's principal wife, it would be a blessing from my own mother in heaven.

Tingyao looked up at the sky.

During the month that the old lady was struggling to survive in the previous century, the news could not be kept secret and could only be told to the second and third wives. Madam Yang took care of her personally without taking off her clothes, and sought out famous doctors everywhere to treat her. She talked to the old lady Ji for a long time.

Back then, it was thanks to Old Madam Ji's strong opposition that she was able to marry Ji Baizhang. Her family was able to recover from their misfortune because of her good marriage, and they regretted her impulsive decision to separate the family property.

If Madam Yang spends a few more days with Old Madam Ji, she will surely discover that Old Madam Ji is not in good health and will definitely start to call a doctor to see her. At that time, she will be able to take the opportunity to invite Zhong Youling to the mansion.

Zhong Youling has also been making a name for himself in the capital recently, saving lives everywhere. With his reputation, the Ji family will trust him more.

The more united the Ji family becomes, the safer she will be.

She also told Meng** that she had written a letter and asked Jingzhe to deliver it.

Tingyao rarely got a good night's sleep, and the next morning she went to check the accounts with Ji Anzhi, as they had arranged beforehand.