Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It struck Song Yan right in his stupid head.

Song Yan cut a sorry figure as he fixed his hair. His face was full of anger. “Zhao Jinyu, have you lost your mind?”

I slapped him across the face. “Shut up.”

Ignoring him, I strolled leisurely over to Su Wushuang. Looking at her pitiful, frightened little face, I gave a light laugh and asked, “You don’t pit women against each other, is that it? Then stop clinging to another woman’s husband. Turn right after you leave the main gate and keep walking. There’s a nunnery over there. Go there, and I guarantee you won’t see a man for the rest of your life. How about chanting scriptures and praying for the common people instead?”

Su Wushuang mumbled for a long while, not daring to answer.

Song Yan, still wearing the mark of my slap, stepped in front of her. He stood before an outsider and confronted me, his lawful wife. “Zhao Jinyu, if you have a problem, take it out on me. Don’t make things hard for her.”

I said, “…She isn’t worth making things hard for.”

I sat down on my own and sipped my tea. “I’ll leave once you finish today’s medicine. Then I can consider my task complete.”

He must have guessed long ago that Imperial Brother was the one who had me delivering medicine every day.

Song Yan ordered irritably, “Bring the medicine here.”

Su Wushuang offered up the bowl she had brought. Her pinky accidentally brushed Song Yan’s hand. She looked at him with a blush, and the air between them turned ambiguous.

I watched from the side as if enjoying a show, and ruined the mood with a mocking laugh. “Right, no pitting women against each other… just serving men instead. You act like a whore and still want a chastity arch, so you can pretend to be decent while mocking and pitying other women as whores.”

Su Wushuang’s face flushed scarlet. She did not dare refute me and looked to Song Yan, hoping he would speak for her. Unfortunately for her, Song Yan was busy drinking the medicine. After a small sip, his brows drew together. “It’s so bitter. Why is today’s medicine different?”

I said coolly, “Maybe something was added to it.”

“There definitely wasn’t,” Su Wushuang answered in a guilty little voice. After all, she had not brewed the medicine herself. Provoked by my words and forced to prove there was nothing wrong with it, she took the bowl back and drank a large mouthful. It was so bitter her whole face twisted.

Still suspicious, Song Yan grimaced and drank the rest.

I could not help laughing. The two of them looked utterly baffled. Under their confused stares, I kindly reminded them,

“Something really was added. Coptis root and croton seed. Because all this time, I’ve been the one preparing and brewing the medicine.”

Crash!

The bowl in Song Yan’s hand fell to the floor.