Song Ruqi drank the fetus-preserving medicine, gradually calmed down, and Song Ci then ordered people to prepare a sedan chair to carry her back to her former courtyard to rest.
"Grandmother, I can handle it, I want to listen." Song Ruqi refused Song Ci's kindness, gritting her teeth, and said, "Someone is deliberately trying to harm my child and me. I cannot pretend to be deaf and mute, hiding behind and waiting for the elders to make decisions for me. I must be aware of the situation myself."
One time might be enough, but if it happens again, she would go mad. She absolutely cannot let anyone have another chance to harm them.
Song Ci thought for a moment, then said, "There's no harm in staying behind to be angry, but you cannot become agitated again. If it affects the child, it will be your own doing."
Song Ruqi nodded.
