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Sang Qingxiao sealed the spirit tablet again, saying, "Madam, let's just place it here. Don't forget to offer incense and candles daily." The tablet had been brought over by Zhang Jingxue herself. Now that she knew the truth, she didn't even want to look at it. She nodded to indicate she understood and then asked how to confirm it.
"Is the madam determined to cooperate with us?"
I had a deadly feud with Qi Hao, yet I had been living in a daze for thirty years. My loved ones had also died without peace for thirty years. Your appearance awakened me; if it were just an awakening, I might have continued to pretend to be asleep due to various concerns. But you also showed me hope.
Zhang Jingxue raised her hand to touch her face. "I take the same medicine Qi Hao does, but I've deliberately reduced the dosage significantly. I suppose I look older than him."
Indeed, she looked older but still appeared much younger than women of the same age—at most around thirty-five. She was dignified and graceful, a beautiful woman.
In this atmosphere, it was not appropriate to compliment anyone, so Sang Qingxiao simply shook her head at her.
Zhang Jingxue explained, "I'm not someone who covets beauty. My heart is already dead; how could I care about these things? The medicine Qi Hao takes can prolong life, and that's what intrigues me."
I felt powerless to resist him and foolishly thought that if he could die in front of me—even if he just aged and died—I would feel a bit of relief. I kept thinking about all the terrible things he had done; heaven sees all, and one day retribution would fall upon him. So I must live well and keep my eyes wide open for that day.
This kind of waiting was agonizing, but fortunately, you all came.
Sang Qingxiao said, "Madam, I can't guarantee success in this matter, so you need to lower your expectations a bit. Also, don't act impulsively just because of what I've said; the risks are significant. Take your time to consider it thoroughly before responding. We're not in a hurry."
However, Zhang Jingxue decisively replied, "There's no need to think any further. I'm constantly thinking about how to kill him. After all this time, if I hesitate now, how can I face my relatives who died unjustly? Besides, my time is likely running out. The older I get, the less use I am to him; even if I suddenly die, there will be few who suspect anything."
Moreover, since I'm one of the few who truly understands him in this world, perhaps only then will he feel at ease if I die. I've often wondered these past few days—how long will he allow me to live?
Since there's not much time left anyway, even if it costs me my life, I want to give it a try. If successful, I would have avenged my family; if I fail and enter the Underworld, at least I'll have the face to meet them.
In that case, I'll need your help during the confirmation process.
"Gladly!"
Sang Qingxiao handed over a wooden box and explained how to use the incense inside. "I have a type of incense here."
Zhang Jingxue accepted the box without opening it, fearing that even a hint of its contents might raise Qi Hao's suspicions.
Seeing Zhang Jingxue being so cautious, Sang Qingxiao understood that she had calmed down.
Sang Qingxiao did not urge her, but Zhang Jingxue assured, "I will do it as soon as possible."
Noticing that the two had something to discuss, Sang Qingxiao stood up and left.
Once the courtyard was free of outsiders, Qi Xiaopeng looked at Kissing Relative, who was determinedly stroking the wooden box, and asked sadly, "Is it true that Grandpa's death is really related to Father?"
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