The ground was a mess.
Chapter 49: Chaos
Ji Yunshu wasn't surprised to see this scene. Ji Lingzhi's hands were injured, so she would definitely complain!
Ji Yuanzhi, who had always been with her, naturally wanted to help her vent her anger.
However, he felt sorry for the flowers and plants in the courtyard.
Ji Yunshu indifferently walked over. She narrowed her eyes, but her face was expressionless.
Luan 'er was kneeling on the ground, her face full of tears. When she saw her miss return, she cried even harder. "Miss!"
Ji Yunshu walked to her side and helped her up from the ground. She said, "Who told you to kneel at the slightest provocation? You're such a good-for-nothing."
Luan 'er choked with sobs as she used her sleeves to wipe her tears.
She felt sorry for the flowers and plants!
Ji Yuanzhi clasped his hands behind his back and stuck out his chest. He arrogantly pointed his nostrils at Ji Yunshu. Seeing her dressed in men's clothing and only returning home when it was already dark, he felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.
He snorted and shouted at the servants.
He then shouted at the servants, "Hurry up and smash everything. Don't leave anything behind. Smash everything."
The servants took the order and used even more force to smash everything. The courtyard was filled with crackling sounds like firecrackers.
Sure enough, there was a small matter every three days and a big matter every month!
It was as punctual as a woman's period.
Ji Yunshu looked at Ji Yuanzhi and said, "Smash everything. If you don't feel satisfied, there are still some left in the room. Why don't you take them out and smash them too?"
"You still dare to talk back?" Ji Yuanzhi was arrogant.
"Third Brother, don't you like to smash things? If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to smash everything in the room? "
"You think I don't dare?" Ji Yuanzhi's body straightened. He was very angry. "You pushed Lingzhi and injured her hands. Don't talk about smashing everything in your courtyard. Even if I burn your courtyard, it wouldn't be too much. You're a bastard. You don't deserve to be a member of the Ji family."
Bastard!
Another 'bastard'!
Ji Yunshu's expressionless face suddenly became fierce. Her eyes were like boiling black oil, splashing Ji Yuanzhi's arrogant and despotic eyes.
With a quiver, Ji Yuanzhi felt his legs go soft and his eyes waver.
Ji Yunshu took a step closer to him. Her ice-cold lips parted. "All these years, I've never walked through the Ji family's door. I've never called myself a member of the Ji family. I've never used a single silver from the Ji family. Today, you keep calling me a bastard. I, Ji Yunshu, don't owe you anything. My mother doesn't owe the Ji family anything either. What right do you have to insult me over and over again?"
"You …"
Ji Yuanzhi raised his hand, spread his fingers, and was about to swing his palm down.
"Fight me if you dare!"
Ji Yunshu's voice was accompanied by her fearless voice. She raised her head high, and her pair of clear and cold eyes looked as if they were piercing through with sharp icicles!
"You should know that the knife in my hand is used to cut dead people. If you leave a wound on my face today, I don't mind letting you have a taste of that!"
"Ugh!"
Ji Yuanzhi was a burly man with a very despicable temperament. He had done all kinds of malicious things, but at this moment, when he met Ji Yunshu's gaze, he unexpectedly trembled.
The hand that was raised above his head stiffened in the air, and it took a long time for it to fall on Ji Yunshu's face.
This was also the first time he saw Ji Yunshu's fierce side.
Fierce? How could she only be fierce?
If this slap really came down, she would definitely dissect his corpse today and examine whether the heart beneath his skin was red or black!
"Third Miss, Old Madame and Master want you to go to the front hall."
Just at the right time, a voice came from outside the courtyard.
The maidservant ran in. She first looked at the scene in the courtyard and was annoyed. Then, she said to Ji Yunshu, "Third Miss, hurry up and go. Old Madame and Master are waiting."
Ji Yuanzhi was a bit embarrassed. He finally found a way out of this embarrassing situation. He put down his useless hand and spat on the ground.
"I've taught you a lesson on behalf of Lingzhi. As for Father, you can wait to be taught a lesson."
With a wave of his hand, he led the sweating servants away …
The courtyard was full of broken porcelain pots, mud, and dirty water from the melted snow. It was a complete mess.
In short, everything that could be smashed was smashed, and everything that could be broken was also broken.
Even the little red sandalwood tree that she had been raising for several years was uprooted and collapsed in the middle of the courtyard.
Ji Yunshu calmly looked at the scene in front of her. Her eyebrows furrowed, but she remained calm. Her hands that were holding the book were tightly clenched, and her fingertips gradually turned white.
At the side, Luan 'er was still crying quietly. She rubbed her eyes and stepped forward.
"Miss, it's all this servant's fault. I should have guarded the courtyard and not let Third Young Master come in. If you want to blame someone, blame this servant."
"It's not your fault!"
The maidservant who came to report was afraid of delaying the matter, so she stepped forward. "Third Miss, you should hurry to the front hall."
Ji Yunshu faintly nodded and stuffed the 'Lin Capital Case' into Luan 'er's hands. "Put it in the room."
"Yes." Luan 'er replied while sobbing.
After putting away the book, Ji Yunshu was too lazy to change into women's clothes. She didn't allow Luan 'er to follow her and went to the front hall alone.
Sure enough, Old Madame Ji and Ji Shuhan were in the hall. Ji Lingzhi's small body was curled up in Old Madame Ji's bosom. Her head was shrunk, and her eyes were full of tears. Her hands, which were injured by the broken porcelain, were wrapped in bandages and hung in front of her chest.
On the side were Ji Muqing, who was watching a good show, and Ji Wanxin, who had a worried expression.
If it weren't for the fact that Ji Yuanzhi's eldest brother and second brother were on duty in the capital, and that Ji Yuanzhi had just finished teaching them a lesson, the entire Ji family would have gathered here!
Seeing Ji Yunshu in men's clothes, Old Madame Ji's wrinkled eyelids opened, and her eyes burned with anger.
Ji Shuhan was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, and his nostrils flared. He clenched his fists and slammed them on the table beside him.
The teacup trembled with a 'clang' sound.
"How did you push Lingzhi today?" Ji Shuhan questioned.
'Push? Where did I even begin?!
Clearly, she was the one who fell when she missed. What does it have to do with me? '
Ji Yunshu coldly glanced at Ji Lingzhi. At such a young age, not only did she learn to complain, but she also liked to exaggerate and sow discord!
Under Ji Yunshu's gaze, Ji Lingzhi pursed her lips and snuggled into Old Madame Ji's bosom.
"Grandmother, look at Third Sister."
The guilty party was the first to complain!
Old Madame Ji glared at Ji Yunshu and moved her lips. "What? You're not convinced? Lingzhi is only eight years old, yet you're so vicious that you want to take her life. You're exactly the same as your dead mother. You're both vicious! "
Ji Yunshu remained silent.
Even if she tried to explain herself, it would be useless.
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