Chapter 21: Thanks to the Red-Clad Old Pervert (1)

“And since Chang Ge Yuqing was able to obtain that medicine, it means she isn’t as simple as she seemed to us. Naturally, she has her own way of getting Chang Ge Yujiao out of trouble.” After all, Chang Ge Yuqing was only trying to protect herself.

Bamboo nodded, half understanding, then said, “Fortunately, those treasures weren’t stolen by them!”

Chang Ge Yue sneered. “Treasures?” She picked up a painted porcelain piece—the very one that had once delighted Chang Ge Yujiao—and then a golden hairpin.

A faint smile appeared on Chang Ge Yue’s face. “Did you just pay attention to Chang Ge Yujiao?”

Bamboo was slightly taken aback. “Miss Five was beaten so badly by you, Miss, she must be in terrible pain…”

Chang Ge Yue looked at Bamboo, smiling slightly. Bamboo suddenly exclaimed, “Miss Five’s wounds are swollen and covered in red rashes. They look so much like… like…”

Chang Ge Yue smiled faintly and said to Bamboo, “They look especially like my face, don’t they?”

Bamboo instinctively covered her mouth. “Miss… does that mean your face isn’t natural, but was caused by the Second Miss?” The young lady had said that the poison on the whip was put there by the Second Miss.

Chang Ge Yue looked at the girl amusedly. “Bamboo, although Chang Ge Yuqing is indeed older than me, I swear she probably didn’t harm anyone when I was born.” Chang Ge Yuqing was only a few months older, after all.

Bamboo nearly bit her tongue. Of course! How could she be so foolish?

“So Miss’s face…” Bamboo hesitated.

Chang Ge Yue’s breath slowed, and her exhale was like the scent of an orchid. “My face is connected to these treasures in your eyes.”

It turned out that not only was the bed poisoned, but these so-called treasures had also been soaked in poison.

Chang Ge Yujiao’s injuries, though severe and bleeding, could never have been so dreadful even with Chang Ge Yuqing’s poison. The only reason was that her bloodied face had been exposed to these toxic fumes.

Bamboo opened her mouth in disbelief. “But these were all left to Miss by the late Madam!”

Chang Ge Yue gathered the items, closed the bed’s panels, took out a silk handkerchief from her waist, and slowly wiped her hands before casually tossing the cloth into a teacup.

She gently lifted the cup, glanced at the potted plants on the windowsill, and poured the tea into them.

“This…” Bamboo watched the plants wither instantly, her breathing becoming erratic.

Chang Ge Yue smiled faintly. Not only were these things poisonous, but they were all fakes!

If they were taken as genuine, not a single one would be worth more than a scholar’s desk set!

“Miss, we should tell Master,” Bamboo trembled with fear.

Chang Ge Yue’s lips curled slightly. Master? Better just forget it and sleep! “Bamboo, prepare the bed. Your Miss is going to rest now.”

Bamboo glanced at the rising sun outside, her lips trembling. “Miss, you’re going to sleep so early? And there’s poison under this bed!”

Chang Ge Yue raised her brow. The one afraid of poison was the old Chang Ge Yue, not her.

Besides, she hadn’t slept all night. Although her energy was still abundant, facing the soft bed, she had no desire to torment herself. “I’m too ugly. I need beauty sleep.”

And she still had to visit Jin City in the afternoon. Poisonous herbs could be gathered from the mountains, but to restore her appearance, she needed to purchase some rare and precious items.

Thinking of the heavy silver coins hidden in her sleeve, Chang Ge Yue’s lips curled in a faint smile. “Thanks to that red-clothed old pervert.” Yesterday, she couldn’t even afford those precious pearls!