The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

She is far more familiar with this residence than the guards brought by the Empress; one can only hope she can make her escape.

Jin Zijin was nowhere to be found. At the times when she needed him the most, he was always absent. Once or twice might be excusable, but it’s always the same story. Even if there are a thousand or ten thousand reasons, they can’t prevent the resentments growing in her heart.

The Empress came with bad intentions, and Searcy had already fled, angering her. Gu Youyou felt there was no need to keep up the pretense any longer.

She had given birth quickly and recovered swiftly; having just consumed a ginseng soup, she still felt somewhat spirited.

Gu Youyou sat up, legs crossed, and addressed the Empress, "What is your purpose in coming today? Just speak plainly."

The Empress was momentarily stunned before bursting into laughter, saying, "What’s this? No more acting?"

Gu Youyou snorted coldly, "If you’re not pretending anymore, why should I, right? If nobody wants to save face, then so be it. I am but a village girl with neither father nor mother, and have no breeding to speak of. I fear even so, I’m better than the high and noble Empress."

"Humph!" The Empress looked at Gu Youyou coldly. "It seems you won’t cry until you see your coffin. I’ll make you cry, but you’ll have no tears left."