C12 The Grace from the Heavens
Lan Qingjia was in high spirits, but things were quite different for Lan Qingwan. As soon as she returned to her room, she angrily smashed an entire set of porcelain teacups. Taking out her frustration, she kicked and scolded the maids in the courtyard before retreating to her room, where she buried herself under the covers and cried.
She had never been so humiliated in her life! And it was all thanks to that wretched Lan Qingjia!
Lan Qingwan cried for what seemed like forever. By the time Mrs. Lau finished attending to the birthday banquet and rushed to her daughter's side, Lan Qingwan's eyes were swollen, and the handprints on her face were even more pronounced.
Seeing her daughter in such a state broke Mrs. Lau's heart. "Wan, why haven't you put on any ointment? You lazy girls, is this how you take care of your mistress? Hurry and bring the medicine!"
The moment Lan Qingwan saw her mother, she threw herself into her arms, tears flowing like a river. "Mom! I'm so wronged, I don't want to live anymore!"
Mrs. Lau, thinking of her daughter's grievances and the root of it all, felt a cold determination settle in her eyes. "Don't talk nonsense! She's just a powerless girl. We were caught off guard today, but do you think I'll let this happen again? Do you think your mother is a pushover?"
Lan Qingwan finally managed to hold back her tears, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Mom, do you have a plan to deal with her?"
Mrs. Lau took the ointment from the maid and began applying it to Qingwan's wounds, speaking softly, "The Old Matriarch is already paying attention to her, so I can't use any overt methods. But since I manage the household, I can easily place someone near her to quietly handle things. Just wait and see."
Hearing this, a cold gleam flashed in Lan Qingwan's eyes. Lan Qingjia dared to scheme against her? Well, she'd just have to wait and see.
Due to the previous incident, both Lan Qingjia and Lan Qingwan were injured, so their classes were temporarily suspended. As for paying respects, the Old Matriarch preferred peace and quiet, so it was only required twice a month. Mrs. Lau excused Lan Qingjia from this duty altogether, likely not wanting to see her stepdaughter.
This suited Lan Qingjia perfectly, allowing her to recuperate peacefully in her own little courtyard. The ointment worked wonders, and within two days, the swelling on her face had noticeably reduced. A few more days of treatment, and she'd be fully healed. While recovering, she also sorted through her memories.
She rolled up her sleeve, looking at her slender yet unblemished wrist. Once, it had been covered in countless scars, and even now, the memory of that pain seemed to linger. Lan Qingwan had said she was a "medicine person," claiming her blood could detoxify and rejuvenate. Was it true?
Lan Qingjia decided to find out. She instructed Baixiang to fetch some rat poison and brought in two goldfish. Sprinkling the poison into the water, the goldfish soon began to turn belly up. She pricked her finger, letting a few drops of blood fall into the water, watching intently.
A miraculous scene unfolded—the goldfish, previously belly up, came back to life! For a moment, Lan Qingjia was at a loss for words to describe her feelings. To further verify, she had Baixiang secretly purchase every kind of poison available and tested them all. The two goldfish continued to thrive.
She even tried using sedatives and laxatives on herself, but they had no effect whatsoever. A bright light sparked in Lan Qingjia's eyes. Her constitution was indeed extraordinary! Was this a gift from above?
However, she knew she must keep her unique condition hidden for life. If others found out, who knows how many greedy eyes would be watching her, waiting to take advantage?
Setting aside the matter, her most pressing task at the moment was the trip to the Exquisite Pavilion. This journey had to be a success; failure was not an option!
