Chapter 114: Waiting for That Old Hag to See Me

Li Qingluo's words to Li Kechuan were sheer humiliation.

If it were the past, Li Kechuan would have rushed forward and not let her have the better of it!

But now, with a broken leg, she thinks he's a cripple, so he's easy to bully, right!?

Li Kechuan was so angry he almost crushed the chair arm, but Li Qingzhu, feeling sorry, grasped his hand and urged: "Brother, don't be like that. Little sister Luo indeed said nothing; I alone feel guilty toward her. After all, I've taken her status these years, and whenever I see her I feel uneasy."

"Next time, brother, don't stand up for me, lest I upset her again…"

Ancestor!

Li Qingzhu was truly afraid that Li Qingluo would reveal what happened to her in the Lotus Sect, so she sincerely advised Li Kechuan not to be rash with his words again.

At least, before she asks Prince Yun, Your Highness, to eliminate Li Qingluo, this close menace of hers…

Zhuang Wei, standing nearby, once again wore a puzzled and strange look.

Just now, wasn't Li Qingluo indeed directing a friendly smile toward Zhu'er?

How could she have been scared into that state!

Both are sisters, and Zhu'er's death now can't be blamed on Li Qingluo, but to think Li Kechuan, as an older brother, would still treat his own blood sister like that is just unacceptable!

He indiscriminately blamed Zhu'er's mishap on that second Miss Li, and in Zhuang Sanlang's eyes, Li Kechuan truly seemed seriously ill…

Moreover, the hands the siblings were holding had not yet let go at this moment.

Li Kechuan even tightened his grip on Zhu'er's hand with his other hand!

Zhuang Sanlang felt a surge of deep humiliation.

"Zhu'er, I'll go out with you to take a look!"

Zhuang Sanlang grabbed Li Qingzhu and headed outside, leaving Li Kechuan alone inside the doorway.

When the servant came again to carry Li Kechuan out, Auntie Deng had already wept for Qu Shi.

Jingci Tang.

"Why is she crying? What a old hag, comes back and starts singing opera for me? To make everyone in Jinling City think I'm bullying her?"

Pei Lao Furen was so angry, having long known that Auntie Deng was a schemer, wasn't she deceived by her back then?

Later she caused Pei Lao Furen's husband to scatter, and now Pei Lao Furen feels pathetic.

"I once thought, if I couldn't provoke, I couldn't avoid? I thought of going to a Daoist temple to cleanse, but isn't that just conceding to that old hag?"

"I lost to her, lost completely!"

"Although she hasn't taken over the Jiangjun Fu now, her children and grandchildren fill the house, living a life of excess! Me? An only son, also a simpleton! A legitimate grandson, yet a cripple."

"Since my life is not pleasant, she shouldn't expect to live a long life!"

Ying'er came up and patted Pei Lao Furen's chest.

"Please don't be impatient. She is crying; over these years she went to Zhuangzi and has greatly realized her past mistakes, it's her that caused this family's discord. Since the Old Lady has returned now, and is even willing to let her come back, she is immensely grateful…"

Zhang Mama sneered: "You believe her sweet words. She's certainly thrilled inside, thinking she can come back and claim the family fortune."

"Indeed. She saw Li Kechuan's broken leg, the three remaining girls in the mansion, one not biological, one never raised alongside, and one too young to mention."

"And she has two sons and two daughters; both daughters are married, but the two sons have given her eight grandsons and four granddaughters. Can she not be proud? In such a large Jiangjun Fu, surrounded by descendants, while the grandmother is alone, she still…"

Li Qingluo walked in and sat beside the Old Lady.

She feared the grandmother would be angered by Auntie Deng, so she came early to ease the grandmother's mind.

"Grandmother, you must remember, all your concubine children and even grandchildren must call you Grandmother. Auntie Deng is only the grandfather's aunt; even if her blood runs through them, whatever they called her at Zhuangzi, back at Jiangjun Fu, the mother and grandmother titles belong only to you!"

Just now, Li Chao Jing stormed out, gaining nothing from the Old Lady.

Li Chao Jing now truly doesn't want to see Auntie Deng, yet this person was called back by his mother, so he can only helplessly accept.

He, as a son, only worries about his own anger, never considering why Pei Lao Furen does this.

Fortunately, the Old Lady now has a considerate legitimate bloodline.

She patted Li Qingluo's hand: "Alright, Grandmother's good granddaughter. I know all these matters, don't worry. If Grandmother wants to deal with her, can she still fear being bullied again?"

"If you have free time, why not stay here with Grandmother now, waiting for that old hag to come see me!"

Li Qingluo didn't hurry to go back and write.

When Auntie Deng arrived at Jingci Tang with her children and grandchildren, the Old Lady instantly sat upright, straightening her back.

The aura and authority she once had as a female general and matriarch instantly resurfaced.

Li Qingluo couldn't help but look at Grandmother with a few sparks of zeal; Grandmother truly is the exemplar of noble women, right?

Never bow to destitute humiliation.

Unfortunately, back then her nature was too straightforward, unable to soften her eyes, so she left the Jiangjun Fu, abandoned the husband she had risked her life to save, and gave up the son she bore.

Now she is solitary and destitute, only one person.

Fortunately, in this life I will forever stay by Grandmother's side.

Li Qingluo gently wrapped her arm around the Old Lady, her eyes naturally flashing a sharp cold light as she looked at the crowd of dark faces below.

Auntie Deng entered and knelt before the Old Lady.

Behind her, two concubine sons and their families also knelt.

"I, Deng, have seen the Old Lady."

"Sons, daughters‑in‑law, grandsons and granddaughters, have seen mother, Grandmother—"

Li Qingluo also returned the courtesy; her bearing made Li Qingzhu and Qu Shi behind her momentarily stunned.

It seemed that the one seated on the high hall was not the orphaned girl who had roamed since childhood, but another young Old Lady…

Auntie Deng, kneeling beside the Old Lady, tugged her skirt and cried: "Sister, you finally agree to see me. All those tens of thousands back then were my fault, it was I who failed my duties, causing you and Jing brother to drift apart, and I've been remorseful all these years, eating vegetarian meals and chanting Buddha, hoping to atone… sob sob…"

The Old Lady lowered her head, watching Auntie Deng's pretentiousness, and shook her head: "Auntie Deng, looking at your broad and plump figure, you don't seem like someone who has been plain for years, and why do you now look so aged?"

Auntie Deng's expression stiffened.

"I—my body is weak, so I've been taking medicine for years, and now my appearance and figure have changed, staining your eyes,"

Pei Lao Furen made a 'tsk tsk' sound twice, "The old master's eyesight back then wasn't good; if you knew what you've become now, I'm afraid even if he were still alive, he'd have changed his heart."

The successive humiliations left Old Concubine Deng barely able to keep her composure.

How many years has it been since she last had to lower herself so humbly, groveling on the ground, and still be humiliated by others?