Aman quickly presented a damp handkerchief.
Jiang Si grasped Lady You’s left third finger and began wiping it carefully with the wet cloth.
Soon, a series of fine cuts appeared on what was previously a smooth, fair fingertip.
The cuts were very fine, with both old and new marks visible.
“What’s going on?” Uncle Su’s face was extremely unpleasant.
Jiang Si looked at him and explained: “It’s simple. Lady You applied a layer of oil to her fingertip to conceal the recurring cuts.”
For a lady of a noble household, an accidental cut on the finger wouldn’t be unusual, but repeatedly appearing wounds would be very strange.
Such an anomaly couldn’t be hidden from the maids around her.
Lady You was clever and cautious enough to use oil to cover her fingertip and hide the abnormality.
“Fourth Sister, how did you discover this?” Jiang Zhan couldn’t help but ask.
Earlier, Fourth Sister had only glanced at it, and the oil matched the skin color perfectly. The cuts were so fine and easily concealed that it would be extremely difficult to notice.
Jiang Si lightly touched her nose.
Jiang Zhan understood.
So Fourth Sister had smelled it.
The others were completely puzzled.
“Second Brother, wake her up.”
Jiang Zhan nodded and pinched Lady You’s philtrum hard.
Lady You woke up in pain, opening her eyes to see several faces with varying expressions.
She suddenly raised her hand.
The scars on her left middle finger instantly made her face pale, with terror and despair flooding her eyes.
“Now can you explain why you harmed Grandmother?” Jiang Si asked coldly.
To the person who killed her mother, she no longer wanted to use the term “aunt.”
“I, I didn’t…” Lady You frantically denied.
Uncle Su looked utterly disappointed: “Why?”
Lady You pressed her lips tightly, not saying a word.
Uncle Su raised his hand to strike her.
Jiang Zhan instinctively wanted to intervene, but hearing Jiang Si cough lightly, he immediately stopped.
As the loud slap landed on Lady You’s face, Jiang Si curved her lips in a smile.
The second Brother was just too kind-hearted.
Why interfere? For the crime of killing her mother, a slap didn’t even count as interest on the debt.
“Speak! Why did you harm my mother?” Uncle Su asked sternly.
“I didn’t.” Lady You adamantly refused to admit it.
Some things, even if everyone suspects, must never be admitted to.
Once admitted, it would be over.
Jiang Si stared at Lady You, her gaze icy: “You can refuse to admit it, but you’d better think about Su Qingxun.”
Su Qingxun was Lady You’s eldest son and the eldest grandson of the Marquis’s family.
At Jiang Si’s words, even the old Marquis Yining looked over.
“You, you’re threatening me with Xun’er?” Lady You looked incredulous.
In her memory, Xun’er had always treated Jiang Si well. This heartless wretch!
Jiang Si smiled: “Yes, I am.”