Ji Yuanzhi was a bit embarrassed, but now he finally had a way to get out of this without losing face. A slap now would do nothing good, but he did not forget to spit on the ground in a pitiful attempt at retaliation.
“I’m finished with my revenge for Lingzhi, but be prepared for father’s punishment.” With a wave of his hand, he brought away those servants who were now sweating profusely…
The courtyard was filled with smashed pieces of ceramic, dirt, and mud mixed with dirty melted snow. It looked quite a mess.
Basically, anything that could be smashed had been smashed. Anything that could be broken were now all broken.
Even that small red sandalwood tree she had been taking care of for a few years had been uprooted and was currently lying in the middle of the courtyard, its branches and leaves scattered everywhere.
Ji Yunshu silently took in the scene in front of her. Her face was expressionless, those hands that were holding onto the book were clenched so tightly that the tips of her fingers turned slightly white.
Luan’er was still sobbing as she rubbed her eyes and stepped forward.
“Young Miss, it’s all this servant’s fault. I should have guarded the courtyard better and not let Third Young Master in. If you want to find someone to blame, blame this servant.”
“This matter had nothing to do with you!”
The maidservant who had come over to report was afraid of delaying further, so she hesitantly moved forward. “Third Miss, you should make haste to the front hall.”
She calmly nodded her head before handing over the book The Case of Lin Capital over to Luan’er. “Take this into the house.”
“Yes, Miss.” She replied, trying to muffle her sobs.
Once the book had been put away properly, Ji Yunshu forbade Luan’er from following her and not bothering to change back into female clothing, she headed to the front hall alone.
As expected, in the hall, Old Madame Ji and Ji Shuhan were both present. Ji Lingzhi’s small body was curled up in Old Madame Ji’s embrace. Her head had shrunk back, eyes brimming with tears and those bandage-covered hands were hanging pitifully in front of her chest.
Sitting at the sides were Ji Muqing, whose expression made it clear she was just here to watch a play, as well as Ji Wanxin, who sported a worried face. Not counting her Big Brother and Second Brother who were off on an assignment in the capital, and Ji Yuanzhi who had left satisfied after getting revenge for Ji Lingzhi, the entire Ji family was here!
Seeing Ji Yunshu enter while still wearing male clothing, Old Madame Ji’s wrinkled eyelids lifted, revealing the fury inside her eyes.
Ji Shuhan was also enraged to the point that his chest was heaving as he exhaled heavily. Clenching his fist, he smashed down on the table beside him.
The teacup was left rattling on the table from the force of the blow.
“How can you push Lingzhi like this today?!” Ji Shuhan questioned.
‘Push? Where did this come from!’ Ji Lingzhi clearly fell down on her own. What did that have to do with her?
Ji Yunshu cast a cold gaze at Ji Lingzhi. At such a young age, she’d not only learned how to tattle, she also learned how to sow discord by exaggerating things!
Being stared at by Ji Yunshu, Ji Lingzhi pouted as she nestled deeper into Old Madame Ji’s arms.
“Grandmother, look at Third Sister.”
‘The one in the wrong is complaining first!’
Old Madame Ji glared at Ji Yunshu as she spoke. “What, still not admitting your wrongs? Lingzhi is only eight years old, yet you were vicious enough to make an attempt on her life. You’re just like your mother, both vicious vixen!”
Ji Yunshu didn’t speak! No matter how much she explained herself, it wouldn’t matter. Since only thing they could see was Ji Lingzhi’s pair of blood-soaked hands!