"Grandma," her tone softened, eyes gradually beginning to sting, "Miaomiao is just an innocent child, he knows nothing. Take your revenge on me if you must, but don’t hurt him, I beg of you." "Innocent? The moment he was born, he stopped being innocent. He has the blood of Ji Lanyi, the blood of Mu Qingci, and even more so, the blood of Ji Huaixi. Why should I spare him?" "But he also has the blood of Yun Shen, your blood." Yun Shu laughed coldly, "So what? That doesn’t change the fact that you’re a bastard." The word "bastard" turned Yun Ya’s face instantly pale. Yun Shu, relishing her pallor, smiled and said, "Ji Yunya, you’ve known about your own origins for a long time, yet you acted as if nothing had happened, discussing love with your Brother Yan. Tell me, if the Yan Family knew about your filthy origins, would they still accept you? After all, how could a family of their standing accept a daughter-in-law with such a background? It would be a huge joke if word got out." "Shut up, all of this is your doing, how dare you talk about me? Yun Shu, you maniac, you harm-bringer, if you don’t return Miaomiao to me, I will fight you to the death!" Yun Ya screamed like a madwoman. It seemed she truly had lost her sanity. Yun Shu delighted in her heart, her face smiling, "Good, kneel and beg me, and I will tell you where Miaomiao is." Yun Ya took a deep breath, clenched her fists tightly, and "thud," knelt on the ground. The sound of knees hitting the floor was indeed loud. "Please, tell me where Miaomiao is?" Yun Shu suddenly burst into loud laughter, "Mu Qingci, look, your beloved granddaughter is kowtowing to me." Then she stared at Yun Ya with a sneer, "Kowtow to me, otherwise how can you prove your sincerity?" Yun Ya bit her lip hard, her face suddenly turning from pale to a sickly white, cold sweat poured down her forehead, as if she was suppressing immense pain. This startled Yun Shu. A muffled groan escaped her lips, and she suddenly fell to the ground, curling tightly around herself, writhing in agony. Follow current novels on novęlfire.net "It hurts so much...." "Ahhh... help me, it’s so itchy, so painful, don’t bite me..." She rubbed her body with her hands as if to chase something away, her complexion ashen and tormented. The scene was extremely terrifying. Yun Shu watched her hesitantly, then burst into laughter, "Ji Yunya, you’ve finally reached this point, my efforts have not been in vain." Yun Ya extended her hand toward her, the veins on her delicate, fair arm exposed, which was particularly shocking to behold. "You... what exactly have you done to me?" Yun Shu, with elegant steps, approached Yun Ya, looking down on her pained state with a light laugh, "I’ve been adding a little something to your porridge every night. Over time, this substance will seep into your marrow, take over your mind—the most terrifying thing in the world, something you won’t be able to quit...." Yun Ya’s eyes widened in disbelief, "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" Yun Shu scoffed, her gaze as if looking at something filthy, "Blame yourself for being Mu Qingci’s granddaughter. It’s your fault for being born from Ji Lanyi’s womb." "But I’m also your granddaughter, why are you so heartless?" she screamed in agony, rolling on the floor in pain. "Actually, I quite liked you—pretty and sensible, a true debutante, so much better than Kang Jinxian, that wild chicken, by countless measures. It’s just too bad, you look too much like that woman; whenever I see your face, I’m reminded of her, and I can’t help but want to destroy you with my own hands...." "You lunatic, you psychopath, I hate you! Even if I become a ghost in the next life, I will not let you go...." "Good, I’ll be waiting for you in the next life, but do not make me wait too long." Yun Shu sneered as she turned around. Suddenly, she saw something, crouched down swiftly, and picked up an object from the ground. "Why is this with you?" Yun Shu coldly gazed at Yun Ya. Yun Ya reached out to snatch it, "This is mine, give it back to me." Yun Shu grabbed her wrist tightly, causing Yun Ya to wince in pain, "Tell me, how did you come by this object?" It was a broken Half-horn of Huan Jade, carved with ancient totems, smooth and cool to the touch. Yun Ya sneered, "My object is naturally in my hands." "Wrong, this was something I lost six months ago, why do you have it?" "You want to know, and I’m just not going to tell you." Yun Ya spat bitterly.