Hearing again that he would be fed to the fish, Wei Yi was frightened into shock!

He retreated several steps, shaking his head wildly. “No, please don’t feed me to the fish. My meat doesn’t taste good.”

But Ji Yinshu took a harsh step closer to him, her expression severe as she continued to frighten him.

“Your wife won’t just throw you into the fish pond to feed the fish—she’ll also lock you in a dark room. Inside there will be snakes, insects, rats, and ants. They’ll crawl onto your body, burrow into your clothes, and bite your fingers.”

As the last word fell, Wei Yi hugged his head and crouched down to the ground, shouting, “I don’t want to be locked in a dark room! I don’t like snakes, insects, rats, and ants! Don’t lock me in there…”

Ji Yinshu felt reluctant in her heart, but still gritted her teeth.

“Wei Yi, if you don’t want to be thrown into the fish pond to feed the fish, if you don’t want to be locked in a dark room, then you must tell your mother that you don’t want to marry a wife anymore.”

Only then did Wei Yi raise his head, his pair of dark ink-like eyes full of confusion.

“If I don’t marry a wife… I won’t be thrown into the fish pond to feed the fish?”

“Correct.”

“Then I won’t marry a wife, I won’t marry a wife.”

Wei Yi sprang to his feet, repeating this over and over.

Ji Yinshu’s clever plan had succeeded!

However, using such a method to frighten him still made her feel somewhat guilty. She changed from her previously severe expression and once again revealed a big-sisterly smile.

“Your mother is in the front hall right now. If you don’t go tell her now, it’ll be too late.”

Those who didn’t know might think Ji Yinshu had split personalities!

One moment like wearing a wolf’s skin, the next moment gentle as water, making others burn all over.

Wei Yi also nodded dumbly, panicking in place for a few moments before running off in the direction of the front hall.

A wife who would feed him to the fish—he must not marry her, must not!

Behind him, Ji Yinshu couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh.

This Wei Yi was really quite fun to tease!

“What a fool—he’d actually believe such things.”

A sharp, choking voice suddenly came from behind her.

Turning around, she saw Ji Muqing walking over in her phoenix-cloud embroidered shoes as if taking a stroll.

“Ji Yinshu, that fool is your future husband no matter what. Do you think that by frightening him like this, you won’t have to marry him?”

“Wasn’t elder sister in the inner hall? How did you suddenly run here? And you have the leisure to eavesdrop on others’ conversations.” Ji Yinshu’s tone was bland.

“I wasn’t eavesdropping.” Ji Muqing raised her pointed chin and sneered coldly. “I was listening openly and honestly.”

Since transmigrating here, the person Ji Yinshu admired most wasn’t any hero or great figure, nor any famous historical person.

It was Ji Muqing, who suffered from severe megalomania!

“Since elder sister has already heard everything, if you want to go tell Father, younger sister won’t stop you.” Ji Yinshu said.

Seeming to have hit upon Ji Muqing’s calculations, she became somewhat angry. “You’re really not afraid I’ll tell Father? If he finds out you induced that fool to break off the engagement, Father will beat you to death.”

“Younger sister has thick skin and can endure a few lashes.”

“You simply…” Ji Muqing angrily flicked her sleeve. The dignified makeup on her face had become somewhat disheveled as she said furiously, “Third Brother was right—a bastard like you deserves to be ruined by a fool.”

Suddenly, Ji Yinshu’s expression darkened.

“Elder sister’s words always spray around like a machine gun. The four characters ‘disaster comes from the mouth’—elder sister understands their meaning, right?”

Machine gun? What kind of thing was that?

Ji Muqing had no time to ponder that contraption and immediately became angry.

“What kind of thing are you? I am the eldest legitimate daughter of the Ji family. I’ll do whatever I want and say whatever I want. You, a bastard born of a woman from the pleasure quarters—what qualifies you to lecture me?”

At this moment, Ji Yinshu reached out and grabbed her tender wrist. Her eyes were like bamboo shoots in the second or eighth month—sharp as needles, stabbing fiercely toward Ji Muqing.

Ji Muqing shook with fright!

“What do you want to do?”

“In the past, however you spoke of me or whatever you took from me was fine. But if you speak of my mother, that won’t do. If there’s a next time, younger sister cannot guarantee whether elder sister’s hand will still be able to play the zither or paint!”

The tiger doesn’t show its power, and you think I’m a sick cat!

“Uh…”

This was the first time Ji Muqing had seen Ji Yinshu so angry. Her heart grew timid, her throat blocked—she couldn’t speak.

Seeing the panic in Ji Muqing’s eyes, Ji Yinshu gradually loosened the strength in her wrist.

She continued, “Younger sister’s life is cheap anyway, incomparable to elder sister’s nobility. For the soft seats in the King of Hell’s palace, younger sister wouldn’t mind dragging elder sister along to sit together.”

This was threatening to die together!

Ji Muqing was truly frightened now. She vigorously twisted her wrist trying to break free from Ji Yinshu’s restraint, but her strength was just a tiny bit too weak.

Until Ji Yinshu flung her away.

“Ji Yinshu, what audacity you have—you dare treat me like this? I am the Crown Princess!”

Ji Muqing clutched her wrist and shouted loudly, but her feet very sensibly moved backward, afraid Ji Yinshu would grab her hand again.

“Then wait until elder sister becomes Crown Princess before you judge younger sister’s crimes.”

Having said this, Ji Yinshu gave her a cold glance, turned around, and departed with great fanfare.

Leaving Ji Muqing stamping her feet in place—this was undoubtedly like slapping her face, a complete loss of dignity!

And in the corridor not far away, a pair of water-bathed eyes like spring peaches took in that entire scene.

The woman wore an orange brocade shawl, her hair in a flowing-cloud style. Her delicate face was as clear and beautiful as her gaze.

Looking more carefully, the woman had a red mole in the center of her forehead, with the coloring of Lin Daiyu and the bearing of Xi Shi’s beauty.

But she was sickly!

It was said that the Ji residence had a celestial beauty, born with a beauty mark, as fresh and moving as a lotus emerging from water. With just a single glance, she possessed the soul of Baosi and Li Ji.

This person was none other than the Ji residence’s second young miss, Ji Wanxin.

She held a white handkerchief to cover her pale thin lips, coughing lightly.

The maid beside her asked worriedly, “Miss, are you alright?”

“Staying in the room all day, my body has grown weary. I didn’t even know such a thick layer of snow had fallen outside.” Ji Wanxin sighed.

“Miss’s constitution is weak. Why don’t you go back first? This servant is worried…”

“It’s fine.”

Between words, Ji Wanxin looked at Ji Muqing in the distance. Her arrogant eldest sister, angry in her heart, was kicking at the snow on the ground one foot after another.

“Elder sister suffered a loss from Yinshu today. I imagine she won’t let this matter rest. How pitiful for Yinshu.” Ji Wanxin’s already gentle and weak countenance now carried heartache for Ji Yinshu, creating instead a kind of morbid beauty.

In the entire Ji residence, probably only Ji Wanxin treated Ji Yinshu the best.

The maid also glanced at Ji Muqing and snorted. “The eldest miss relies on being the legitimate daughter and has always loved to bully people. She deserved to be taught a lesson by the third miss just now.”

The corners of Ji Wanxin’s mouth lifted in a deep smile as she gasped slightly and said,

“No matter how docile the little cat, given enough time, it will grow sharp claws!”