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

"Zhang Zhan!" Zhao Siwei's voice was icy. Had he swallowed a bomb? Everything was fine just now, and suddenly he yelled like that. "Speak properly!"

"Who dares to speak so rudely and accuse me of murder without any reason? Your Highness should have told Miss Ji to speak properly!"

Zhang Zhan flicked his sleeves behind his back, his eyes icy cold as he stared at Ji Anzhi.

"What are you doing here, Miss Ji? Aren't you afraid of being gossiped about if you, a woman who is not yet married, show up here?"

"If you really love Zhong Youling and can't bear to part with her, go find a liang (a type of ancient Chinese rope), hang yourself with a white silk ribbon, and I'll arrange a ghost marriage for you two so you can live happily in the afterlife."

"Zhang Zhan!" Zhao Siwei clenched his fist in anger.

What does this say?

They actually told the girl to die!

He genuinely felt that Zhang Zhan's personality had changed drastically since the snowy night, or perhaps he had simply stopped pretending.

All traces of his gentle and refined demeanor have vanished. The man who used to be so polite and knew how to conduct himself was a figure of great elegance and grace in the capital. Women would be captivated by him, while men would be crude and uncouth in his presence.

Now, he's a complete spoiled brat. Fortunately, he's not faking it; he's just a bit too roguish. "Speak properly. Ji Er is in a bad mood, so please be understanding."

Zhang Zhan was unwilling. "Why should I tolerate it? She misunderstood that I killed someone, but I didn't. What do you mean? Just because she's your wife's younger sister, you can't even lift a finger?"

They're throwing mud at him with nothing but empty words, and such damning mud at that.

Zhong Youling is dead. Doesn't he feel any pain at all?

Tingyao immediately interrupted, "Young Master Zhang, let's sit down—"

"Why are you interrupting me?" Zhang Zhan said coldly, as if staring at a troublemaker. "Don't think that just because you're an imperial concubine you can order me around. I'm being polite to you; who am I, and who are you—"

"Zhang Zhan!" Zhao Siwei gritted his teeth, feeling that Zhang Zhan had no manners whatsoever. "How dare you speak to your sister-in-law like that! Apologize to her now!"

He was acting strangely in the car, and when I told him to go back and rest, he acted like he didn't need to talk.

They insisted on coming along, and once they arrived, they threw a tantrum, wanting everyone to have a say in their mouths.

Ate dynamite?

If you're really going to eat explosives, shouldn't you blow yourself up first?

Where do you find things that spit out explosives everywhere?

"No need!" Tingyao raised her hand, signaling Zhao Siwei to stop talking. The more she said, the angrier Zhang Zhan would get. "Your Highness, please say less. It's not a big deal. Let's go inside and eat while we talk."

They're easy to talk to at the dinner table.

They are all respectable people; none of these four would do something as foolish as overturning the dinner table.

"You're quite understanding." Zhang Zhan remained motionless.

"Are you still being stubborn?" Zhao Siwei pushed him, trying to push him into the house.

It's true, you're afraid of hitting him to death, and scolding him is useless. Look at him, he can say a few infuriating things to anyone.

Zhang Zhan sidestepped Zhao Siwei's arm, refusing to go inside for a meal. Looking at the three men's displeased faces, he asked, "Are you here to eat, or to interrogate me?"

Tingyao said firmly, even with a smile, "Of course, it's about eating."

Zhao Siwei's greatest wish was to never become enemies with Zhang Zhan in this lifetime.

Then she will definitely help.

Thinking about what Zhao Siwei had said about her past life, she felt a deep sense of reluctance.

Zhang Zhan is just stubborn.

He was so stubborn in his past life that he died.

"So you're going to eat first and then interrogate me?" Zhang Zhan looked at Ji Anzhi. "Yes, I'm the one who killed Zhong Youling. If you're so capable, come and avenge her. I'll be watching."

Tingyao almost fell backward, thinking that Zhang Zhan really knew how to talk.

Zhao Siwei: "I'm hungry, let's eat first."

"A trap set for me? You three judicial departments are conducting a joint trial? None of you believe me, what kind of trial are you going to conduct?"

With that, Zhang Zhan turned to leave.

Zhao Siwei grabbed him: "What kind of crazy thing are you doing now?"

Tingyao stepped forward and raised her hand to stop him from leaving. "What's wrong? Is something bothering you, Young Master Zhang?"

That's a question I'm not sure about.

Speaking of Zhang Zhan's personality, he really could turn on Ji Anzhi over a few words. After all, he's a walking daredevil now, afraid of no one, and he's all about getting things done.

I am not of the Marquis's bloodline, so if something happens to me, it has nothing to do with the Marquis's family. The royal family has not recognized me yet. So now I am both the heir of the Marquis's family and a prince who has fallen into the mortal world. So I might as well make as much trouble as I can while I still can.

If Zhao Siwei dares to double-cross him, he will immediately cause chaos and destruction.

Zhang Zhan has that ability.

Zhang Zhan is ruthless, while Zhao Siwei is incredibly soft-hearted.

But if someone deliberately argues to leave just because they don't want to discuss Zhong Youling's death, wouldn't that be too deliberate?

If you didn't kill them, you didn't kill them. Why run away?

Furthermore, Zhang Zhan would never do something so foolish...

But now they refuse to sit down and explain why.

Who doesn't know that Zhong Youling is treating Zhao Fucang?

Whoever kills Zhong Youling will take Zhao Fucang's life!

Zhang Zhan flicked his sleeve and pushed Tingyao's hand away, saying, "Who do you think you are, blocking my way?"

"Zhang Zhan, have you eaten gunpowder?" Zhao Siwei was truly enraged, grabbing Ting Yao's shoulder.

"When did Tingyao offend you? Whoever offended you, you should retaliate against them. Why are you taking your anger out on strangers? Is this how I raised you? What have you been learning from your teachers? You're a disgrace! Look at yourself! Go change your clothes!"

Tingyao simply stopped talking.

They were still trying to find a way out for Zhang Zhan, letting him go downstairs, change his clothes, and calm down.

Zhang Zhan merely glanced indifferently at Zhao Siwei before striding outside.

"Zhang Zhan!" Zhao Siwei was furious. "Do you really think I'm afraid to deal with you now? You try taking another step and then don't ever come back here again!"

Tingyao told him to stop calling out, "It's probably because His Highness the Ninth Prince offended him. Alright, let's go inside and eat. How much does His Highness the Ninth Prince know about Mr. Zhong's matter?"

Zhao Siwei: "Zhang Zhan just said it was suicide, and he can't explain anything else." The death was too sudden. When he heard it, he thought Zhang Zhan was joking with him!

“How could I not know? Didn’t Your Highness ask? If you really want to ask, how dare Prince Zhang not tell me?” Ji Anzhi’s eyes were full of anxiety.

Zhao Siwei: "If he really won't talk, can I kill him?"

The relationship between Zhong Youling and Zhao Siwei is too sensational to be discussed at this moment.

Why did he die? There are too many things to trace back to.

Therefore, we cannot jump to conclusions.

"Zhang Zhan is in a bad mood today, Second Sister, please don't hold it against him. I'll apologize to you on his behalf."

Ji Anzhi could not accept such a bow and immediately turned her body away.

But she also understood a principle once again.

In Zhao Siwei's heart, Tingyao's status was either the same as Zhang Zhan's or second only to Zhang Zhan's.

The meal was finally eaten, and all three of them were hungry. They ate in silence. After the meal, Zhao Siwei went back to the palace and arranged to stay at Tingyao's private residence that night.

Tomorrow is the burial of Zhong Youling. Although it should be done discreetly, he still has to make an appearance.

Tingyao helped him mount his horse first, saying, "Let's go see Prince Zhang on the way." She had a food box prepared, "It contains all of Prince Zhang's favorite foods, Your Highness, please send it over."

She just ordered someone to prepare it, and it cost her a lot of money.

Zhao Siwei: "The Yan family's matter will be resolved in the next two days. I'm sorry to have troubled you again this time."

It refers to a wedding.

Tingyao shook her head.

There are no ordinary days in the royal family.

Not to mention, it was originally a bloody and violent conflict.

Watching Zhao Siwei leave.

Tingyao just felt that the plot seemed to be starting to heal itself.

It's just done in a different way.

The Yan family collapsed, Empress Yan became a figurehead, Zhong Youling died, Old Madam Ji died, and then what happened next, Madam Sun, and then...?

What if we also fall out with Zhang Zhan?

Tingyao felt increasingly uneasy as she thought about it.

"elder sister."

Hearing Ji Anzhi's voice brought him back to his senses.

Tingyao said, "I cannot keep watch at night."

Ji Anzhi's eyes dimmed.

Tingyao simply patted her hand.

It was feudal ancient times, after all. An unmarried young woman was keeping vigil at the funeral hall for a man who had died suddenly.

She doesn't care about her reputation, but the other girls in the Ji family do.

**

Tingyao accompanied Ji Anzhi back, and upon entering, they found Ji Baiming's attendant, Ye San, waiting for them.

Ye San said, "The master has sent the lady home to his courtyard."

Tingyao nodded, knowing that something had been done.

When their gaze fell on Ji Anzhi, they heard Ji Anzhi say, "Sister, you go first. I'll go find Lan Ge'er."

Lan Ge'er was Sun's youngest son.

Ji Anzhi was intelligent and could guess what would happen.

Sun's biggest shield in the Ji family's main branch was Lan Ge'er.

Only when Sun loses this shield can we truly kill him with a single blow.

On the surface, it was Sun who indirectly caused the death of Old Madam Ji, but in reality, Sun wanted Old Madam Ji dead.

If it were someone else who was about to be killed, Lan Ge'er or Ji Baiming probably wouldn't have just stopped them; they would have killed everyone.

Tingyao followed Ye San to the courtyard.

Sun was weeping in the arms of a woman; this was her mother, Old Mrs. Sun.

There was another person staring at Ji Baiming on the side; he was Sun's older brother, Sun Liquan.

Sun Liquan spoke coldly, clearly displeased with Ting Yao, putting on airs and letting out a snort.

"So this is your eldest daughter, isn't it? Just because she's married into the royal family, she's already started yelling and fighting against her own family. This is your legal mother, and even if she's your stepmother, she's still your mother! Do you think she dares to force your father to divorce her!"

Tingyao laughed, "Divorce? Father only wants to divorce? Madam Sun has caused all the men in the family to have their careers hindered. It's not enough for Father to say he won't pursue this matter; the whole family has to know about it."

Madam Sun wailed, "Ji Tingyao, do you want me to die! If I really ignore you, do you think you can survive? You are already an imperial concubine, and someone still dares to lay a hand on your grandmother. That means that the person who did it doesn't care about you or the entire Ji family at all. If I, if I stop them, will I, will I also have to deal with the Sun family!"

“Father, did you hear that? Our first wife still cares more about her family.” Tingyao looked at Ji Baiming. “What kind of face does Father want? Isn’t it for himself, for the Sun family? You’re marrying her, not moving in.”

Sun straightened up: "You little bitch, it's all your fault, it's all your fault. I just stood by and watched him die, why did it become that I killed Aotai?"

Grandma Sun has been through a lot, so she has to be very calm and composed when she speaks.

"Regarding this matter, your mother was simply blinded by greed, which is why your father wanted to divorce her. I won't say a word more. Even if you don't announce it to the world, the whole capital can guess that you've plotted to murder your mother-in-law at this critical juncture."

"It's just rumors, it doesn't count. Once the hype dies down, nobody will care anymore," Tingyao said without any hesitation.

Sun Liquan also took a breath, saying to his mother, "It wasn't your mother who killed them. If you're so capable, go and kill the people who deserve to be killed. Even if they're dead, you should think about the living. You're the Ninth Imperial Concubine now, you can't act like a little girl."

Tingyao looked at Ji Baiming and said, "Father, have you really thought this through? The letter of divorce is over. Once all these things are over, the First Madam can just stay in the Sun family for the rest of her life. She's thinking that if Lan'er grows up, she can still be the one to control everything in our family."

Tingyao saw Ji Baiming's eyes flicker and shrink. "What benefits did the Sun family give you? Did they give you benefits, or did they give benefits to the entire Ji family? I have already sent someone to call my second uncle and third uncle. Father doesn't care what I say, so let them come."

Just then, Ji Baizhang and Ji Boxue arrived, both looking furious.

Tingyao then sat down to the side. "This is no small matter. The Sun family wanted to take the eldest madam away, but I refused. I don't know what benefits they offered my father that made him not pursue the matter even though my own mother was indirectly harmed."

The room quickly became lively.

Tingyao simply held her tea and drank it quietly.

Finally, everyone started smashing their cups and saucers.

“I think we should just call the Prefect of the Capital to investigate this matter thoroughly. My family is already in mourning, what are we afraid of?” Ji Bai shouted. “Does your Sun family really think that only my eldest brother is my mother’s biological son?”

His career was just around the corner, and the autumn imperial examinations were just around the corner, and then this happened!

They thought it was fate that prevented them from being filial to Old Mrs. Ji, but they never expected it to be for this reason.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with you, but do you know what you would do if you knew someone wanted to kill your mother? Would you sit and wait to die by standing by, or would you immediately fight to the death?"

Ji Baizhang's voice was extremely cold as he pointed at Sun Shi, "You poisonous woman, you are a poisonous woman, you deserve to die! If you want to back down on this matter, I will absolutely not compromise. This is not just your mother. Call the authorities, arrest this person, I don't care about anything else, Sun Shi must go to jail!"

Grandma Sun: "Do you want her dead? You plotted against my mother-in-law, she, she..."

"I suppose the old lady isn't just thinking about the eldest wife," Tingyao's voice rang out coldly. "She's probably also afraid that after Sun Shi gets married, the young ladies who are still unmarried will be unable to hold their heads high in their husband's family."

"But what about our Ji family's daughter? Are we going to wait another three years? What about Fu Guang's promising future? It could have been bright and glorious because of us, but now..."

Ji Boxue: "Brother, Sun must be dealt with, otherwise how will Lan'er be hated by his older brothers and sisters when he grows up?"