"Madam's fortune is truly too thin, how could she not pull through at this critical mont? The mother of the newly appointed Pri Minister, with an Imperial Decree of the highest order, such a distinguished status, the days of enjoying life have just begun, yet she has suddenly collapsed."
"Don't talk nonsense, Madam's fortune is as vast as the East Sea, she will get better."
"But Sister Hong You, it has been a whole day and night, Madam hasn't woken up, could it be that she can't hold on..."
"Shut up!" The woman called Hong You whispered sharply, "You little fool, do you want to die? If Madam and the others hear what you said, no one can save you."
"I, I wasn't cursing Madam, just worried that us maids won't have anywhere to go, Sister Hong You, I'm scared."
"..."
Hong You sighed deeply, who wasn't scared? At their age, they were supposed to be getting married, but none were paired off. If Madam were to pass, not to ntion getting married, even their lives as close-serving maids couldn't be guaranteed.
Behind a Zitan wood crane screen, Song Ci opened her muddled eyes, stared blankly at the plain blue canopy overhead, listened to the conversation outside, and processed scattered mories of her predecessor.
After a while, she moved her slightly cracked lips, muttering lowly.
"Damn, damn heavens."
Song Ci struggled to lift her hand, seeing the wrinkles, not fake or glued on, but genuine old lady's wrinkled skin.
She, Song Ci, a minor figure in the entertainnt industry, aged twenty-eight, had turned into an elderly woman on the brink of death!
Bang.
Suddenly, a violent kick sounded at the door outside, followed by a loud voice.
"Has the old woman died or not, old woman!"
"Old Master."
"Old Master, you can't go in."
"Old Master..."
Song Ci hadn't seen clearly, only felt a blur before her eyes, as soone rushed to the bedside, grabbed her clothes with both hands, pulling her half up, and shook her vigorously: "Old woman, get up. I'm warning you, you can die, but not now, and not before , understand? Otherwise, even as a ghost, I won't let you go."
"Heavens! Old Master, please put Madam down, Old Master." Two maids were terrified at this sight.
"Old Master, please be gentle, Madam can't withstand such shaking. Hongtao, quickly call for soone, get Madam."
Song Laotaiye brushed the two maids aside: "Get away from . Old woman, get up, don't pretend to be dead."
Song Ci was shaken until she was dizzy, her mind blank, almost unable to catch her breath.
Damn, where did this brutish person co from, she barely caught her breath and now it's almost gone again.
"If you shake again, I'll really die!" Song Ci snarled through gritted teeth.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Song Laotaiye's hands loosened, dumbfounded as he looked at Song Ci, who had opened her eyes and was glaring at him, and said foolishly: "You're not dead?"
Song Ci let out a cold laugh: "Dead, just resurrecting now!"
Indeed dead, this Song Ci was not the sa as the previous one, but had a new soul.
Song Laotaiye: "..."
The old woman's mouth was still as sharp as ever, seemingly alright now.
Just as he was about to speak, a sudden scream erupted from behind.
"Madam is awake!"
The ecstatic scream startled both Song Ci and Song Laotaiye, who shivered, turning to look at Hong You, was she trying to bully them for being old and hard of hearing with such a loud shout?
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