Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ji He quickly had the half-dead Ji Qingshang carried out and then ran towards the backyard with a lingering dread.
The moment Ji He and Ji Qingshang left, Linghe and the others finally had the chance to have a good chat with Ji Fengyan.
“Mistress, are you really alright?”
“You terrified us to death this time…”
The group surrounded Ji Fengyan and pounded her with questions and comments. Their worry and concern for her was obvious, and Ji Fengyan patiently answered all their queries.
She discovered from Linghe and the rest how she had apparently “died”.
After Ji He could not find her, he should have waited for a period before deciding that she was dead. But… in their wickedness, they had hurriedly proceeded with her funeral after just a short time.
The biggest joke was that because Ji Fengyan had done a great service for the capital institute, the Emperor had specially singled her out for praise. Ji Qiu had long passed on the message of Ji Fengyan’s “death” to the Emperor. Much saddened by the news, the Emperor had sent numerous treasures as condolence gifts.
And these condolence gifts for Ji Fengyan’s passing had all been swallowed up by Ji Qiu and the rest. Ji Fengyan’s original lodgings had also been taken over by Ji Qingshang. In addition, the treasures that Ji Fengyan had brought to the capital and those she had taken back from the Ji family had fallen into the family’s greedy clutches.
“Really… a leopard never changes its spots.” Ji Fengyan couldn’t help smiling as she shook her head. The Ji family’s money-grubbing behavior could not be corrected. Now that she had returned, many troubles awaited Ji Qiu and Ji He.
Nevertheless…
Ji Fengyan was not at all perturbed by their problems.
After a long while, Ji He finally rushed back to inform Ji Fengyan that Ji Ru wanted to see her now that he knew she was alive.
Ji Fengyan nodded in agreement. She also wanted to meet this grandfather of hers—to see if he was the same as the rest of the Ji family.
Ji He had Ji Linglong lead the way for Ji Fengyan – probably because he was too afraid of her.
Ji Linglong led Ji Fengyan and Little Snow into the backyard. On the way, they saw servants rushing about the residence.
“Just what have they done, that they are so frantically trying to restore?” Ji Fengyan gazed at the endless stream of servants moving all sorts of items. The ignorant and cowardly way Ji He and the others handled things was just too laughable.
Ji Linglong smiled in resignation. “It is best to resolve one’s own matters by oneself.” She knew very well what the rest of the Ji family was like. If not because her surname was Ji, she would have been long gone.
“Grandfather… what kind of person is he?” Ji Fengyan hesitated before asking.
She could trust only Ji Linglong in the entire Ji family.
After deep consideration, Ji Linglong just said that Ji Fengyan herself would understand after meeting him.
A short while later, they reached the outside of Ji Ru’s study. Ji Linglong indicated that Ji Fengyan should knock. After hearing a response from within the study, Ji Linglong retreated.
Ji Fengyan pushed open the door.
A white-haired, elderly man sat facing the door from behind a desk. Despite looking rather worn, he displayed none of the frailty of old age. A pair of deep-set eyes held a profound wisdom garnered from years of experience.
