Until Shen Han walked away, Ji Zhi was still frowning.
After a moment, she called over the guard by her side.
"Did you remember the appearance of the young man who spoke with me just now?"
"Whether I remembered it, it all depends on what the Princess Consort says."
The guard’s response was geared towards survival.
Ji Zhi nodded slightly: "Tonight, go find him, and force him out of the Yexuan Imperial City.
If he refuses to leave... give him a small lesson.
Don’t hurt him, let him suffer some flesh wounds to force him away..."
"Understood."
After the instructions, Ji Zhi took out a small pouch of money and handed it to the guard.
The guard smiled, knowing he had gained quite a bit from being by Ji Zhi’s side.
Compared to other masters, this one was indeed more generous.
There was no other way, after all, Ji Zhi was a foreigner in a strange land.
Even though she married into the Prince Mansion and became the Princess Consort, she had no foundation in Yexuan Country.
Without a foundation, everything must rely on benefits and advantages.
Having arranged everything, Ji Zhi boarded her carriage again, heading towards the Prince Mansion.
The Prince Mansion was quite large, and the southern courtyard was where she and her son lived.
At this moment, Song Ruizhe sat in the courtyard, his brow furrowed, a look of distress on his face.
"Ruizhe, what are you doing sitting in the courtyard?
Didn’t your father assign you some tasks? Are they already completed?"
Song Ruizhe was already irritated, and hearing Ji Zhi’s voice only stoked his anger more.
"The tasks father assigned me?
They were meant for my elder brother!"
Song Ruizhe’s voice was quite loud, almost shouting.
Ji Zhi lowered her head slightly, having grown accustomed to such outbursts from Song Ruizhe.
"Did Ruicheng bully you again..."
Ji Zhi could pretty much guess the reason, it was almost certainly this.
But hearing his mother’s words, Song Ruizhe rolled his eyes again.
"It’s not that my elder brother bullied me, it’s that I’m not good enough, it’s my blood that’s lacking!
If my blood were as pure as my brothers’, I wouldn’t fall short compared to my elder brother..."
Ji Zhi nodded slightly, she was just the daughter of a vegetable farmer and had never delved into the cultivation path after marrying into the Shen Family.
The talk of pure blood seemed baseless to her, something she couldn’t judge.
She could only frown and let Song Ruizhe complain.
But what could complaints solve? Ji Zhi also wanted his blood to be pure, but what could be done about it...
"Falling behind momentarily doesn’t matter, Ruizhe, you will surely catch up with your elder brother.
Mother believes in you, and if there’s any way mother can help, she’ll do her utmost."
Hearing this, Song Ruizhe let out a light laugh.
"Help me? How can you help me?
Can you, like elder brother’s mother, find precious Pills for me?
Or can you provide the complete ’Night Declaration Swordsmanship’ for me to read?
You can’t help me at all."
Song Ruizhe’s words were filled with disdain, thinking if his mother were another Princess Consort, he’d surely fare better.
Though Ji Zhi was spoken to like this, she still managed to smile.
Depending on her son for status, now that her beauty was fading, her favor was gradually diminishing.
If not for Song Ruizhe, her later years might have been lived in poverty...
As night fell, Ji Zhi lay in bed, feeling a bit restless.
Outside, the courtyard was brightly lit by the moonlight, but Ji Zhi found the moonlight glaring.
In a bad mood, everything seemed bothersome.
All day, she had encountered nothing but bad news.
The appearance of Shen Han still left Ji Zhi somewhat uneasy.