Chapter 306 is utterly awful! He's not a kind person.

"You and General Wei..."

Before Su Daiyue could finish speaking, a look of understanding and emotion flashed across her eyes.

“Women from families like ours don’t get to marry as they please.” It was as if she was looking at her past self through Ji Qingwu.

"I really wish I could be a man in my next life, instead of living in this inner quarters. I want to go out and see the world."

Ji Qingwu has returned from the outside world. Soaring freely is good, but there are also countless dangers.

What you can't have is always the best.

Ji Qingwu said, "Miss Su, why not make the most of the remaining days of your life?"

"And don't call me Miss Su." Su Daiyue put the tiger-head shoes into a velvet bag and said, "And don't call me by my name either."

Ji Qingwu's eyes were clear, and he looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Su Daiyue muttered to herself, "You have such beautiful eyes, you must have never seen anything disgusting or filthy."

As Ji Qingwu pondered the reason for the rift between Su Daiyue and Su Fengyue,

The voice of Ma Pozi came from outside the door.

"Madam, the master has returned. Would you like to see him?"

Su Daiyue said, "Granny, come in." But she only raised her voice slightly, which made Su Daiyue cough incessantly.

After Ma Pozi entered the room, seeing that she was coughing painfully, she pushed past Ji Qingwu and quickly came over to pat her back.

"Madam, you need to rest and shouldn't see any more guests. Let me help you to bed." Su Daiyue was coughing and trembling, and her cough hadn't subsided yet.

Ji Qingwu's gaze fell on the gaps between Ma Pozi's fingernails.

Ma Pozi asked, "The lord has already returned to his residence. Should I go and invite him over?"

Hearing the wet nurse say that she was going to call Song Wei over, Su Daiyue became even more agitated, and it sounded like there was a whooshing sound in her throat.

"No, don't call him. Come here. I don't want to see him again!"

Song Wei rushed back to the mansion, certainly not because he was worried about his wife's health, but because his father-in-law, Prime Minister Su, had come in person. It would be terrible if Su Fengyue discovered that Su Daiyue had been poisoned.

Ji Qingwu grabbed the arm that Ma Pozi was patting Su Daiyue's back, and pulled that loose, wrinkled hand in front of them.

What are you doing!

Ma Pozi instinctively tried to shake off Ji Qingwu's hand, but she couldn't break free no matter what she did.

Ji Qingwu's voice was icy: "Did you poison Madam because the mistress who died in the Song family was your daughter?"

Su Daiyue's coughing and wheezing suddenly stopped, and she was so shocked by Ji Qingwu's question that she stopped breathing.

Ma Pozi vehemently denied it, glaring at him and saying, "You madwoman, trying to clear your name by slandering me! What nonsense are you spouting? How could I harm Madam! I've watched Madam grow up from childhood; we've been through so much together. Madam won't believe the words of an outsider like you."

Ma Pozi tried to pull her arm back, but she couldn't manage to grab Ji Qingwu's fair and delicate hand.

Ji Qingwu raised her arm again and asked, "Is it difficult to wash off the red juice left under your fingernails?"

Ma Pozi's fingernails were dyed light red, but the deep red inside the nail crevices was difficult to remove.

Ji Qingwu said, "The juice from these red hemp leaves can only be washed with alkaline water; ordinary soap won't work."

Just now, Ji Qingwu had already explained the reason for her poisoning.

When Su Daiyue heard the sound of red hemp leaves, her heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by that hand, causing her unbearable pain and making it impossible for her to think.

She sobbed, "Granny, how could this be? Why? How could it be you...?"

Ma Pozi bent her neck, her face shrouded in shadow, and said in an ambiguous tone, "I had long expected this day, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."

When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with the light of revenge.

“My Xiaoying was pregnant and you, you poisonous woman, sent people to kill her! If nothing unexpected happens, my grandson will be the eldest son of the Song family, and the Song family’s vast fortune will belong to at least half of them, mother and son.”

Su Daiyue closed her eyes and said, "Granny, you could have told me."

If I had told her earlier, she might have let that mistress in as a concubine, out of respect for the wet nurse.

Having confirmed his suspicions, Ji Qingwu released Ma Pozi's hand and silently retreated behind the screen, watching the two of them confront each other.

This is even more bizarre and convoluted than any story in a folk tale. Right and wrong, grudges and affections are all intertwined, and it's impossible to say who is right and who is wrong.

"Tell you?" Ma Pozi sarcastically said, "Madam, even this news was leaked to you by me."

"I thought Song Wei would stand up for Xiao Ying, since she was carrying his first child."

What Ma Pozi wanted was not for Xiao Ying to be a concubine and be controlled by Su Daiyue for the rest of her life. What she wanted was for Xiao Ying to be a concubine who would give birth to the eldest son, so that they could work together to gradually undermine the main wife.

Ma Pozi spat, and spittle flew onto Su Daiyue's face.

"Who would have thought that Song Wei was such a complete coward!"

“He didn’t dare tell you that his mistress was pregnant. When you found out, he didn’t dare to protect Xiaoying. He just watched helplessly as Xiaoying and the child were killed by you.”

"Now it's your turn, your retribution has finally come!"

Su Daiyue completely broke down, covering her ears and shaking her head.

"Nanny, you're not like this, you're not... Is this a dream... You're lying to me..."

Seeing her out-of-control state, Ma Pozi continued, "Back when the Su family recruited wet nurses, if it weren't for the money, who would be willing to leave their own flesh and blood to breastfeed other children? My Xiao Ying could only drink rice gruel."

Su Daiyue was even more heartbroken than if she had lost her child; she pounded her chest.

"Then why don't you stay? Why did you stay by my side when I was most helpless?"

Ma Pozi said, "I only treated you pitifully, all huddled up in the woodshed. If I had known you would grow up to be so vicious, I wouldn't have been kind to you. I would have let you get a high fever and die from it!"

There's no need to hide anything now; Ma Pozi will just say whatever will hurt Su Daiyue the most.

"Don't you really know why your birth mother was locked in the backyard, or why she went insane?"

"I thought your Su family was a scholarly family, and that by becoming a wet nurse in the Su family, I could find a good family for Xiaoying in the future. Your Su family is utterly rotten! Rotten to the core—"

Ji Qingwu's eyes suddenly widened.

Ma Pozi touched her chest in disbelief.

The fingers of my right hand were stained red with warm blood. This time, it wasn't just the nail crevices; my entire hand was soaked in the gushing blood.

“Granny, you should know my nature, since I managed to survive in the Su family until I got married. I have never been a kind person.”

She pulled out the silver hairpin without the slightest hesitation, looking at the old woman's fallen figure as if she were looking at a pile of mud.

"Go downstairs and keep your daughter company."

Su Daiyue said, "I'll be there in a bit."