Ji Zongyou's voice rang out again, "Grandmother, can you hear your grandson? Your grandson doesn't want to avoid serving you. Your grandson's stomach really hurts, it burns like fire. Grandmother, can you bear to let your grandson suffer like this?"
In the main hall, Ji Zongyou glared fiercely at Ji Ziyan beside him.
If it weren't for these bitches causing trouble, he'd likely have been carried out of the main courtyard to cool off by now.
If he weren't so incapacitated, he'd surely strip this bitch's clothes off.
She was already used by others anyway, she'd been cheapened before. What harm would it do to be cheapened by him?
Ji Ziyan felt disgusted and furious by Ji Zongyou's lecherous gaze.
How could such a disgusting beast exist in this world?!
Ji Zongyou knew Ji Ziyan wouldn't dare to strike him, so his gaze became even more insolent.
His abdomen, which had just stopped hurting, began to ache again with overwhelming force.
In unbearable pain, Ji Zongyou clutched his stomach, writhing on the ground and groaning.
Looking at Ji Zongyou in such a state, Ji Ziyan could only think of the word "serves him right."
The Old Madam in the inner room couldn't see how much Ji Zongyou was suffering, but she heard every word he said.
Looking at Ji Zizhao sitting beside her, the Old Madam knew she couldn't afford to gamble.
If Ji Zongyou didn't behave as filial as expected, her disappointment would be minor compared to Ji Zizhao mocking her.
With this thought, the Old Madam gathered her strength and called out again, "Come, someone! Take, take Young Master Zongyou to, to..."
In the main hall, Ji Zongyou shivered with excitement upon hearing this.
It was as if the pain in his body wasn't so severe anymore.
But just as Ji Zongyou pricked up his ears, the Old Madam's voice abruptly stopped.
Inside the room, Ji Zizhao held the Old Madam's hand and gently interrupted, "Grandmother is right not to gamble. Younger Brother Zongyou isn't deceiving you; he is indeed suffering greatly right now."
The Old Madam: "..."
Would she be so kind?
Although the Old Madam didn't believe Ji Zizhao's intentions were good for Ji Zongyou, the thought that Ji Zongyou's recent behavior and desire to leave were due to genuine discomfort inexplicably comforted her.
"In the medicinal powder I have Madam Xu burn daily, I've added herbs such as Qi Snake, Black-striped Racer Snake, Weilingxian, Liangtoujian, and Patchouli. These are specifically for activating blood circulation, resolving phlegm and wind, tonifying qi and nourishing blood, and warming meridians and collaterals. Grandmother, your condition is characterized by severe cold, with pain increasing in the cold and disappearing with warmth, making this formula an excellent choice. However, men are yang, with abundant vital energy and sufficient blood essence. Younger Brother Zongyou is also in his prime, when yang encounters fire, it leads to Yin-Yang imbalance, resulting in fever in the five palms, night sweats, spontaneous sweats, cold limbs, and a slow, deep pulse."
The Old Madam's heart nearly leaped out of her throat upon hearing this.
Knowing her grandson was not suited to this environment, she had still insisted on keeping Ji Zongyou here. She truly hadn't realized her eldest granddaughter could be so heartless!
"You, you want to harm, to kill my, my grandson!" The Old Madam trembled heavily with each word, clearly enraged.
Ji Zizhao smiled and said, "Grandmother misunderstands. I am telling you this so that Grandmother understands that your recovery has been so good recently entirely due to Younger Brother Zongyou's presence. In essence, Younger Brother Zongyou is a living medicinal guide for Grandmother to dispel the wind."
"You, you..." The Old Madam, almost angered to death, already spoke with difficulty, and now she was completely speechless.
Ji Zizhao calmly added, "If Younger Brother Zongyou leaves now and receives careful treatment, he can fully recover within a month. However, Grandmother's illness will have no further hope of improvement. But if Younger Brother Zongyou continues to stay here, regardless of what he does, Grandmother only needs to burn the medicine for another week, and she will be able to speak fluently and move freely."
Hearing this, the Old Madam's heart bled.
She knew Ji Zizhao wasn't that kind!
Seeing her grandmother wishing she could tear her to pieces, Ji Zizhao calmly picked up the teacup beside her.
Knowing Ji Zongyou's character, yet still wanting to protect and indulge him for the sake of her own reputation, did she truly believe that by not tearing down this facade, she could continue to deceive herself into thinking her grandson was still the beloved darling?
Such self-deception was simply out of the question.
Ji Zizhao had set up this elaborate scheme not to entertain her grandmother.
She not only wanted Ji Zongyou to tear off his own mask but also wanted her grandmother to personally trample it into the ground.
The Old Madam's eyes were bloodshot with hatred, "You, you are seeking revenge!"
Ji Zizhao swirled the teacup in her hand and smiled, nodding, "Grandmother speaks the truth."
He wants to live a carefree life after incurring her blood debt!
Did she, Ji Zizhao, look like a fool?
Under the candlelight, the smile on Ji Zizhao's beautiful face was like a spring breeze.
But the Old Madam felt a chill that pierced her very bones.
Ji Zizhao's swift agreement, did it mean she knew about Lin Wanyun's death?
However, the words on the tip of her tongue, the Old Madam dared not ask further. Suzhou Novel Network.
She was afraid that if Ji Zizhao truly nodded, she would be utterly defenseless!
The Old Madam had long seen that her eldest granddaughter was not as useless as she appeared.
But she hadn't expected her to be so ruthless!
Even with all the veiled threats and unspoken malice she could muster, she felt it couldn't describe her eldest granddaughter's ruthlessness.
"Grandmother, hurry up and speak!"
In the main hall, Ji Zongyou, whose patience had completely worn thin with the pain, was utterly enraged.
Clutching his stomach, he glared towards the inner room where the Old Madam was and couldn't help but curse, "You old hag, I'm talking to you! Why aren't you answering! Do you only want to be happy when you see me die?"
"Don't forget, I am the only male heir of the Ji family!"
"If anything happens to me, you can forget about me performing the rituals for you when you die!"
His incessant cursing echoed throughout the main courtyard.
Faced with such clear shouting, the servants in the main courtyard couldn't pretend not to hear.
The Old Madam in the inner room felt her face burning.
Ever since Ji Zongyou returned, everyone in the manor knew how indulgently she treated him.
But in the end, all her pampering had resulted in an ungrateful wretch.
Now, her own grandson was slapping her in the face, and it felt incredibly sharp!
Swallowing the lump in her throat, the Old Madam tremblingly said, "Attending to the sick is, is the duty of a male heir. The Ji family's rules have always been strict, and they, they cannot be violated. Madam Xu, have, have someone attend to Young Master Zongyou and let him rest."
After speaking, the Old Madam collapsed onto the bed as if all her strength had been drained.
Now, she didn't even have the strength to blame Ji Zizhao.
Because she was the one who had actively kept him here.
Ultimately, Ji Zongyou was unlovable, but she was also truly selfish.
Seeing her grandmother uncomfortable made Ji Zizhao feel comfortable.
Clearly, neither of them was a kind person, so why pretend to be a benevolent grandmother and filial grandson? It was too tiring. It was better to reveal their true faces, where fangs bared and they tore chunks from each other, drinking each other's blood. Wouldn't that be better?
Madam Xu, standing by the door, almost wept upon hearing this.
The Old Madam had finally seen sense!
In the main hall, Ji Zongyou was almost knocked unconscious by this sudden blow.
He looked at the inner room in disbelief, wanting to curse again.
However, Madam Xu had no intention of giving him any more opportunities. Along with a few matrons, she dragged him and forced him onto a soft couch, even ordering someone to cover Ji Zongyou's mouth.