Chapter 1673: Chapter 1673: Candid Words

Listening to Jing Shui’s words, Song Zhiyuan remained unmoved.

"You’ve developed a soft heart."

Jing Shui gave a wry smile, "Yes."

She sighed and said, "If the Song Family falls into chaos, someone like the Fifth Young Master would probably be the first to be sacrificed in the struggle. It happens that the Third Master suspects that the Grand Madam is possessed by a foreign spirit. I simply went along with it; after all, it throws the Song Family into public opinion, doesn’t it? Once the Grand Madam’s condition worsens, wouldn’t the Prime Minister have to observe mourning duties? In this way, I have fulfilled what they requested; as for what they can do, that’s their matter to tackle."

"Was Tie Banxian found by the Ning descendents?"

Jing Shui nodded, "I’m just a servant; these years, I’ve always been in the inner quarters, with few chances to go out. The information I get is naturally what the other side gives me. But Prime Minister, you don’t need to ask me; I don’t know where the Ning Family’s base is. It’s always been them reaching out. I only know that the old granny in charge of the garden, called Dragon Queen, is the one helping with messages."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyuan looked at Jiang Fula, who immediately retreated.

"What did Old Third tell you?"

Jing Shui repeated what Song Zhiqing said.

"That Heavenly Master Zhong, was he also arranged by you?"

Jing Shui shook her head, "This servant doesn’t know. I only handle the matter of Tie Banxian."

Song Zhiyuan leaned back in the large armchair and let out a light laugh, "This doesn’t quite make sense. If the other party can find this Tie Banxian to deal with my Song Family, why go through the trouble of exposing you? Couldn’t they accomplish it themselves? They are quite willing to sacrifice; planting a deep pawn isn’t easy, yet they discard it just like that."

"If this servant says that all of this was under the Third Master’s instructions, would you believe it? Wouldn’t that cover for them? Besides, sacrificing me is better than exposing them, right? What’s the use of retaining a pawn that is out of control, to keep it around for backlash?"

Song Zhiyuan remained silent.

Jing Shui said, "To seek skin with the tiger, it’s indeed not easy. This servant doesn’t have that ability, but compared to those who lurk in the shadows, I’d rather believe the Prime Minister can protect the Fifth Young Master and the others."

Song Zhiyuan scoffed, "You are full of compassionate parental love, pity it’s just for your young master."

Jing Shui heard the sarcasm but was not angry, merely lowered her eyes and softly said, "The Prime Minister hasn’t been through hell and naturally won’t understand the indulgence in warmth by those living in hell."

Song Zhiyuan let out a light breath and said, "I only ask you, in this affair, what role did Third Master play, was he aware?"

Jing Shui smiled gently, "He already harbored the intention of ’Evil Extermination,’ what do you say, Prime Minister?"

This answer was somewhat ambiguous.

"Have you thought it through, your words will directly bring about his death, and thus, the little ones would end up fatherless."

"Does the Prime Minister believe the Fifth Young Master and the others have a father now?" Jing Shui’s voice was exceptionally cold.

How can such a heartless person be worthy of being a father?

Song Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes at her.

"Don’t think I’m sowing discord, Prime Minister. Compared to merely tainting the Grand Madam’s name and dragging her through public opinion, the Third Master’s will to ’Evil Extermination’ is far more sinister. The inner quarters are filthy; surely you’re not unfamiliar with this, Prime Minister?"

Song Zhiyuan’s gaze turned cold.

"How many spies like you are there in the capital? Or rather, how many are in the palace?"

Jing Shui grinned, "The Prime Minister must keep his word and ensure the Fifth Young Master and the others grow up safely."

Song Zhiyuan stood up abruptly. After taking a step, he saw a trickle of black blood seep from the corner of Jing Shui’s mouth as she slowly fell.

She looked at the beam on the ceiling, but her mind recalled an utterly pure and kind smile. If there is a next life, you being my son would be wonderful.

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