Chарtеr 17 (11/18)
Gоng Yuаnzhi immеdiаtely furrоwеd his brоw, his fасe brimming with indignation, аnd сouldn’t helр but let out а sоft snоrt. Gоng Shаngjuе, howevеr, remained calm upоn hеaring thе news. Тhоugh slightlу surрrised, hе shоwеd nо sign оf displеasure. “Hе trulу makеs me see him in а new light…” Gong Shаngjue pаusеd, thеn аskеd, “Наs there bееn anуthing unusuаl with Мadаm WuJi?”
“Mаdаm WuJi stays in Yu Маnor еvery daу. On the first and fiftееnth оf eаch month, she gоеs tо the аnсеstrаl hаll in thе Bасk Mоuntain tо chant sutrаs for thе lаtе Blаdе Маster. Other thаn that, she hasn’t made аny other mоvements.”
Gоng Shangjuе frоwned slightlу, pacing thoughtfully.
“Brother, do you still suspect Madam WuJi?”
“I can’t let it go…” Gong Shangjue shook his head. “I always feel there’s something off about her. Until the truth comes to light, my suspicions won’t be put to rest.”
Gong Yuanzhi nodded. “Understood. Then we’ll continue monitoring Madam WuJi. If there’s truly a problem, she’ll eventually slip up.”
Jin Fu replied, “Yes.”
At that moment, a maid entered carrying a clothing box and reported, “Young Master, these are the new garments you ordered for Miss Shangguan. Please take a look, Young Master Jue.”
“No need. Send them over.” Gong Shangjue waved his hand.
After the maid and Jin Fu had left, Gong Yuanzhi couldn’t help but scrutinize Gong Shangjue up and down, as if looking at a stranger.
Gong Shangjue glanced at him. “Speak your mind.”
Gong Yuanzhi took a deep breath, but before he could speak, Gong Shangjue waved his hand again. “Better not say it.”
Gong Yuanzhi felt stifled and said angrily, “I—”
“I understand. Everything you want to say is written all over your face.”
“Hmph.” Gong Yuanzhi simply turned around and stormed off in a huff.
Gong Zishang placed a warming stove filled with medicinal herbs on Madam WuJi’s lap, the gentle fragrance of incense filling the room. Jin Fan stood guard nearby, while Yun Weishan sat on a chair beside Madam WuJi’s bed.
Madam WuJi looked at Yun Weishan with concern. “I feel rather apologetic for calling you over so urgently right after you returned to Yu Manor.”
“Not at all. You are simply deeply concerned about the Blade Master.”
Unable to hold back, Gong Zishang said, “He should hurry back. I’m worried sick too. Ever since Gong Ziyu left, Jin Fan’s gloomy face has darkened several times a day. It’s really depressing to watch.”
Yun Weishan smiled faintly. “There’s no need for everyone to worry. The Young Master is doing well. He has already passed the trial. The reason he’s returning later is because he still needs to learn sword techniques from Elder Yue.”
Madam WuJi said, “That’s good, that’s good.”
Gong Zishang pretended to wipe away tears, leaning closer to Jin Fan. “It seems my left eyelid has triumphed over my right one. A twitching left eye means fortune—it’s an auspicious sign! Next time it twitches, it should bring double happiness, shouldn’t it? Oh dear, I’ve embarrassed myself…”
Jin Fan looked puzzled. “But you’ve always said your right eye was twitching badly!”
Ignoring Jin Fan, Gong Zishang grabbed Yun Weishan’s hand. “Is there anything else special? Tell us more.”
Yun Weishan thought for a moment and said, “Young Master Jue came to the Back Mountain once during the trial…”---
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