Transmigrated into the body of the vicious first wife of a fallen prime minister

"Since I dare to make a deal with you, madam, I have naturally made thorough preparations."

Actually, she wasn't prepared at all.

Qi He's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was steady: "Although the Qi family is not as powerful as before, its foundation is still there. If I disappear, my elder brother will search the entire city of Jinling. It's easy for Madam to escape, but I'm afraid your son's health cannot withstand such a ordeal."

Ji Qiaoyin's expression changed slightly.

Qi He then asked, "Given the blood deficiency, can you guarantee that the young master will not suffer even the slightest injury?"

The ward remained silent for a long time.

Ji Qiaoyin said coldly, "It seems you have some skill to have found your way here."

Qi He felt unworthy to receive such an offer.

Sorry, I copied all the answers directly from the original text.

Ji Qiaoyin changed the subject: "But since you managed to get here, you should know I don't need your blood bag. Since it's all phoenix blood, why shouldn't I go and take that little bitch's?"

After a moment's thought, Qi He concluded that the little beast was probably Shang Jue, and the little slut should be Shang Yue.

She really is a decisive and efficient person.

He tentatively asked, "So, did you succeed? Your men failed when Shang Yue was in Ningcheng. Now that she's back in the capital, what do you have to compete with the Shang family?"

Mentioning the merchant, Ji Qiaoyin reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, a surge of hatred rising in her eyes: "That bitch! If it weren't for her, my son wouldn't have developed this illness!"

She paused, her gaze falling on Qi He, like a blade sharpened with a cold glint: "Why should I believe you? You weren't sent by that little beast, were you?"

Qi He was waiting for this very sentence.

The story she had been working on late into the night finally came in handy.

She slightly shifted her gaze, her voice carrying a subtle hint of bitterness, and looked out the window: "Because Shang Jue doesn't love me."

Her ears turned red as soon as she said those words.

To fabricate such a melodramatic love triangle must have completely exhausted his sense of shame.

She knew all too well that doing business with people involved telling stories and making grand promises, something she was quite adept at.

In order to convince Ji Qiaoyin, his story of "Qi He falling for Shang Jue, but Shang Jue's heart being with Qi Lanlan" was actually adapted from Ji Qiaoyin's own past.

Ji Qiaoyin hated Shang Jue's father her whole life, and she couldn't stand seeing others being betrayed and heartbroken.

Qi He's arrangement, though unethical, was undeniably effective.

He was probably too immoral, so his retribution came quickly.

She discreetly left Baohua Medical Clinic and had just returned to Qi Zheng's quiet room when she received a message from the old lady—the Qi family was about to undergo a major upheaval.

Qi Youwei led a group of collateral relatives in a bloody and heated discussion for several days, but no one expected that the position of acting head would eventually fall to Qi Lanlan.

Qi He wasn't surprised to receive the news; that's how the original story went.

She had no interest in that position; even if she could get it, she'd have to be alive to sit in it.

I heard that Qi Youwei got into a fight with Qi Lanlan in the council hall and was immediately asked to leave by Qi Lanlan's attendants. He is now lying in the clinic.

Qi He thought to herself, why bother? Wouldn't it be better to just lie in the clinic and be a lazy bum like her?

A few days later, Jingyu announced that he would jointly operate the ferry crossing and dock business in the suburbs with the Qi family, a move that almost shook the entire Jinling aristocratic family structure.

As the person in charge of coordinating this matter with Jingyu, Qi Lanlan's position became even more secure.

At this point, the Qi family had no further objections.

Contrary to outside speculation, the Qi family did not suffer a complete collapse. The deal with Jingyu gave the Qi family a much-needed boost and actually helped the market recover considerably.

Qi Lanlan has become a hot topic in Jinling, and the business newspapers these days are almost entirely filled with news about her.

Qi He quietly recuperated in the clinic. Her leg wasn't fully healed yet, so she didn't dare go to the martial arts school.

He would simply go downstairs for a couple of walks each day, then go back upstairs to keep Qi Zheng company.

When Qi Zheng was occasionally awake, Qi He would only say the good things, reporting only the good news and never mentioning her own embarrassing recent situation.

She certainly can't be considered respectable now.

She looked down on her husband who had married into her family and wanted a divorce, but her husband turned around and became the head of Jingyu, making a glamorous comeback and giving her a good slap in the face.

She looked down on her half-sister, but when her brother fell ill, the Qi family had to rely on her to recover, which was a slap in the face for her.

He's quite adept at playing the role of a blind cannon fodder.

There are even more unpleasant rumors circulating outside that he is nothing more than a clown who interferes in other people's relationships. Now that Shang Jue and Qi Lanlan have achieved their happy ending, she should wisely withdraw from the scene.

Qi He, having nothing better to do, flipped through a few pages of a street newspaper, finding it quite fascinating.

If she weren't involved, she would definitely shed a tear for Lanlan and Shangjue, this ill-fated couple.

One is an unloved concubine's daughter who has endured hardship for many years; the other is a humiliated son-in-law who has returned as a king.

He couldn't help but flip through a few more pages. He never expected these folk tales to be so captivating. If only he hadn't read those stories about sons-in-law who rose to power back then, he might be living the life of a domineering head of a household now.

He was engrossed in watching when he suddenly felt a shadow fall in front of him.

Qi He looked up and saw that Shang Jue was already standing in front of him, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

The booklet in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

After not seeing each other for a week, Qi He felt a little embarrassed to be facing each other like this all of a sudden.

Shang Jue was silent for a moment, then bent down to pick up the booklet for him. He was about to hand it back, but when his eyes swept over the words on the cover, his fingers paused slightly.

The booklet prominently displayed a bolded title: "A Recount of the Untold Stories of Qi Lanlan, Head of the Qi Family, and Shang Jue, Head of the Jingyu Family..."

Qi He took the booklet back without changing her expression, not even glancing at Shang Jue.

Making eye contact at this moment is really awkward.

In Shang Jue's eyes, however, it meant that Qi He didn't even want to look at him anymore.

His already indifferent expression darkened further.

The air in the ward was stifling and stuffy.

After a while, Shang Jue finally spoke, his voice rising as if from the bottom of a deep well: "When will you come back?"

return?

Where to go back?

She wanted to reply, "Doesn't Qianjinlou already have a new owner?" but she swallowed the words back.

She looked up and suddenly smiled: "Shang Jue, don't waste your time on me anymore."

These light words, when they reached Shang Jue's ears, were like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, sinking without a sound.

He stood still without moving and didn't ask any more questions.

Qi He looked away, leaving him standing there, and flipped through the tattered book in her hand, but couldn't read a single word.