A grandmother and granddaughter swap souls, causing chaos throughout the entire court.

Everyone had left.

Guoguo then composed herself.

She wasn't worried at all about Songhetang being trapped; she had her own way of dealing with it tomorrow.

Guoguo was upset because her third uncle was too arrogant today. She couldn't calm down and probably wouldn't be able to rest well tonight.

She also needs to annoy her wicked grandmother so she can sleep soundly at night.

East wing room.

The immobilization effect has not yet worn off.

Madam Zhong remained lying stiffly on the soft, fragrant bed, secretly gritting her teeth.

However, she could vaguely hear the Marquis leading his men in, and she thought her son could handle that fake.

But something doesn't seem quite right.

"That damned brat! How dare she use my body to hit my Yu'er!"

She was so angry that she tried to break free, but the immobilization charm held her firmly in place, preventing her from moving even her toes.

Just when she felt like she was about to vomit blood from anger, her body suddenly regained its mobility!

Her eyes lit up, and after trying it again, she found that she could actually move!

She immediately jumped out of bed, ready to rush out and see what was going on.

"Squeak—"

The two wooden doors were slowly pushed open from the outside.

The bright moonlight streamed in through the crack in the door, illuminating the figure outside clearly.

Madam Zhong looked on warily.

Standing outside the door was none other than her own old face!

The brat was tilting her head slightly, a mischievous yet wicked smile playing on her lips.

They're obviously up to no good.

When Guoguo saw that her wicked grandmother had woken up, she looked at her with a half-smile.

"Oh my, you can move now??" Guoguo deliberately dragged out her words, like a child who had just pulled off a prank. "I came here especially to see you and to bring you some good news."

Madam Zhong became even more vigilant.

"What are you doing here!"

Guoguo put her hands on her hips and deliberately spoke in a high-pitched voice.

"Dear Grandmother, of course I've come to tell you good news!"

"Your most beloved son just barged in, all high and mighty, and the moment he walked in, he pointed his finger at you and started yelling at you, calling you a senile old fool and a damn old geezer!"

Madam Zhong didn't believe her nonsense at all and instinctively retorted, "You're talking nonsense! Yu'er is the most filial son, how could he possibly scold me!"

"Oh dear, you still don't believe me?"

Guoguo clicked her tongue twice: "He not only insulted you, but also slapped Li Mama, who was protecting you, right in front of you. His behavior showed that he didn't respect you, his mother, at all."

"So what if he hit me? He's just a kid." Old Madam Zhong didn't care at all.

Guoguo glanced at Old Madam Zhong; her wicked grandmother was truly wicked to the core.

She felt sorry for the servants who worked for the Marquis's mansion, who didn't even care about the servants who protected them.

Guoguo snorted coldly and continued to stab her in the heart.

"You probably heard it too, right? Your good son just surrounded Songhetang, saying he wants you to 'recuperate' in this courtyard and not be allowed to step out of the yard even once. He's planning to trap his old mother to death!"

Madam Zhong's expression changed.

Before she could refute, Guoguo continued to speak.

"That's not all."

"Even your most beloved grandson came to join in the fun. That chubby kid actually dared to be disobedient and unfilial in public, pointing his finger at you and demanding that you kneel down and apologize to his father."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that self-righteous look, that's some good manners you taught me."

"You're talking nonsense!" Madam Zhong was truly enraged now. "Yan'er is only seven years old! What does he know? It must be you, you little brat, who's causing trouble!"

"I'm the one who's interfering?"

Guoguo seemed to think she had heard a joke.

"Even though we've swapped souls, outsiders don't know that."

"Besides, I'm only using your identity to show a little more affection to my own parents. I haven't done anything excessive to their third branch yet."

"I just didn't do things according to the wishes of the third branch of the family, and your good son and good grandson have turned their backs on me and are trying to drive you to your death."

"You've doted on your good son and grandson for so many years, and they're trying to kill you over such a trivial matter? You might as well have kept two dogs; at least they'd know how to protect you. Don't you think so, dear grandmother?"

Madam Zhong turned pale with anger.

She knew perfectly well that the brat was definitely exaggerating and sowing discord.

She had indeed overheard a few words of the main wife's argument, as well as the third son's order to seal off Songhe Hall.

Now that I've thought about what that brat said carefully, I feel like there's some truth to it.

If Yu'er were truly filial, even if he sensed something was wrong with his mother, he shouldn't have ordered Songhe Hall to be completely sealed off, cutting off any chance of survival inside!

wrong!

She can't let that brat lead her astray!

We must not believe her provocative words, otherwise we will truly be letting that brat have her way.

"Stop talking nonsense! You brat, don't think I don't know what you're up to!"

"You want to sow discord between my son and me? Dream on! I carried Yu'er for ten months and gave birth to him; I know his character best! I will never fall for your tricks!"

"It would be right for Yu'er to close Songhe Hall, otherwise it would be delaying our important matters."

"I do all this so that Yu'er can live a better life, so your attempts to sow discord are completely useless."

Guoguo was surprised that her wicked grandmother was still protecting her third uncle. It seems that the bond between them as mother and son is truly unbreakable.

However, she didn't believe that her wicked grandmother hadn't listened to a word she said.

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

Guoguo wasn't going to argue with her any longer and let out a big yawn.

"I'm telling you the absolute truth. As your own mother, don't you know what kind of person your good son is?"

If he were to continue using his grandmother's body to ruin the good deed that his third uncle had been planning for ten years, he would absolutely dare to let the old lady "die" quietly in Songhe Hall.

After all, it's better to get rid of disobedient people, isn't it?

"If you came to me just to say these things, then I'm sorry to disappoint you. These words will have absolutely no effect on me."

"If there's nothing else, you can get out." Madam Zhong tried to appear calm.