As she lay on the bed, Old Madam Song glanced sideways at Song Xizhi's smile. For some reason, she felt a chill run down her spine.
However, Madam Song quickly recovered and began to thrash her withered legs on the bed, looking like she was playing a drum.
"You little slut! You little slut! I need to poop! I need to poop! Are you trying to torture me?"
Hearing this, Granny Wu looked at Song Xizhi with a worried expression.
She felt a little resentful and a little regretful.
I never expected this old woman to be so unreasonable. It was clearly my young lady who saved her, and she didn't even know how to be grateful.
But as soon as she heard Zhao Qianlan's words and realized that she had her eyes on Song Xizhi's money, she didn't care about saving face anymore and decided to take advantage of Song Xizhi alone.
Granny Wu frowned, thinking, then stepped forward and whispered in Song Xizhi's ear:
“Miss, how about this old servant sends a message to the Marquis’s residence, asking the young master to feign illness and bring you back to the Marquis’s residence first… It’s not a good idea for you to serve me by my bedside day and night.”
But Song Xizhi just smiled as he looked at the person throwing a tantrum on the bed.
She waved to Granny Wu, stepped forward, and began to tug at Old Madam Song's clothes.
Madam Song had been observing Song Xizhi's reaction out of the corner of her eye. When she saw her step forward, seemingly to serve her, she felt quite pleased with herself.
But the next second, she saw Song Xizhi stretch out two long fingers and reach towards her collar.
With nimble wrists and quick finger movements, she ripped off Old Madam Song's clothes in no time.
Before everyone could react, Song Xizhi raised his demonic hands again, reached down, and began to untie the hem of Old Madam Song's skirt.
In the blink of an eye, Madam Song was stripped naked and was writhing on the bed.
Everyone was stunned by Song Xizhi's sudden action.
The old nannies who were originally serving Madam Song saw this scene and hurriedly wanted to step forward, but before they could get close to Song Xizhi, they were stopped by Siqin.
Granny Wu was also at a loss, but she hurriedly stopped the servants beside her.
All that could be heard was Madam Song's panicked screams, filthy words coming out of her mouth rhythmically, like a clapperboard.
"Oh dear! You heartless, rotten whore, blind fool, shameless slut! What exactly do you want to do to your ancestors!"
"I'm going to report this to the authorities! I should have drowned you in the cesspool when you were born!"
As she spoke, Madam Song covered herself with the blanket, looking at Song Xizhi with a wary and timid gaze. The busy work just now had already left her drenched in sweat.
But Song Xizhi still looked at her with a smile, and even reached out his hands as if to help her up.
"Grandmother, what are you saying?"
"I'm helping you defecate! If you want to defecate on the bed, doesn't that mean you have to take off your clothes?"
As Song Xizhi spoke, he reached out and yanked the bedding off Old Madam Song's body, pulling it to the ground.
Then, Old Madam Song launched into another tirade of angry curses, this time even more scathing, even dragging in Song Xizhi's deceased mother.
Song Xizhi's slightly cool eyes swept over her for a moment before he spoke:
"You still have so much energy to talk, it seems the medicine I gave you is working well."
As Song Xizhi spoke, he slowly opened the medicine box beside him and showed her the remaining pills: "It's a pity that one of these pills can only last for three days."
"If you do not continue taking it in three days, the poison in your body will return. If you truly hate me now, then come back as a ghost to scare me after you die in three days."
Song Xizhi shrugged and closed the medicine box in his hand again.
The wooden medicine box made a crisp sound, but the sound seemed to have a magical power, instantly calming Old Madam Song down.
She swallowed hard, bit her lip, and looked at Song Xizhi with a mixture of fear and timidity in her eyes.
Seeing that her attitude had gradually changed, Song Xizhi continued:
“I have no feelings for you, and I am not afraid of you using the concept of filial piety to pressure me, because I have an official position, money, and ability. I am not afraid of anyone from my husband’s family or my father’s family, and naturally, I am even less afraid of you.”
She calmly stated the cruelest truth: "Of course, no one but me wanted you to live. Everyone just now had their own ulterior motives. Even your own flesh and blood wanted you dead. Only I saved you."
Upon hearing this, Madam Song became even quieter, and even her eyes gradually became unfocused.
She looked at the old woman beside her with a questioning gaze, but the old woman just stood there silently and nodded again.
Madam Song seemed to lose all her strength in an instant, staring blankly at Song Xizhi's face.
Song Xizhi raised an eyebrow: "Actually, it's not so bad. Your sons just don't want me to save you, but Zhao Qianlan really did poison you to kill you."
Upon hearing this, Old Madam Song's eyes widened in astonishment: "Zhao Qianlan? It's Zhao Qianlan?"
"That old whore who's been ridden by a thousand men and slept with by ten thousand! Did she try to harm me? Did she poison me?"
Madam Song seemed extremely agitated; as she spoke, she almost rolled off the bed.
Song Xizhi stared at her expression with great surprise: "You started cursing as soon as you woke up. I thought you knew."
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