Chapter 870: Chapter 870: Hiding a Big Move from Grandmother
On a summer night, Song Ci, the elderly woman, was a light sleeper. By the fifth watch of the night, she had already gotten up to wash and joke around with a group of young maids.
"Madam is truly the cleanest and neatest old lady Iāve ever seen," Xiaoman said cheerily, praising her.
Song Ci dabs her face with rose-infused water, chuckling, "Iām at an age where if Iām not tidy and clean, Iād smell like an old person, and youād all dislike me."
Xiaoman said, "You donāt smell like an old person; you smell nice."
Song Ci smiled slightly. Of course she smelled nice; she washed her face with fragrant soap and soaked her hands in fresh milk. After that, she applied flower water to her face. She was quite meticulous about it.
Every day when she got up, she felt a vain sense of being an Empress Dowager waking early to be attended to.
Imagine, with one move, people come to serve you, bowing and paying their respects as they assist you with grooming, even brushing your teeth and scraping your tongue for you, not to mention the daily skincare, which was practically washing with silver.
Once skincare and dressing were done, sheād go out to meet people all fresh and neat, and if she wished, thereād be someone attending to her from start to finish.
Isnāt that something to be vain about?
The so-called lazy fish life is probably like this.
Indeed, whenever she was this particular, Song Ci felt immensely fortunate that although sheād turned into an old lady, she was at least a wealthy old lady. Otherwise, where would she find such enjoyment?
Song Ci felt extremely comfortable from all the flattering.
"Madam, the second young master has come to pay his respects," Nanny Gong said with a smile.
Song Ci was a bit surprised, "Zhaoāer?"
She instinctively looked at the clock; it wasnāt even five yet. Coming to pay respects so early?
Whatās gotten into this kid?
She leaned on Nanny Gongās hand and walked out, where she indeed saw Song Lingzhao standing outside the main room in short coarse clothes.
Upon seeing her, Song Lingzhao respectfully knelt down and bowed his head, "Zhaoāer offers his respects to grandmother."
"Get up quickly," Song Ci said with a smile on her face, "I say Zhaoāer, what trouble have you gotten into? Itās not fully dawn yet, and youāre here to pay respects? Tell me, what trouble is it that you want your grandmother to cover for you?"
Song Lingzhao walked over, helping her to sit on the Arhat bed, saying, "Where would grandson get into trouble? Itās just that itās hot, and Iām used to practicing martial arts early, and seeing the weather is nice, after a set of exercises, I came to offer my respects to you. Later, Iāll go pay respects to my parents too."
"Really didnāt get into trouble?"
"Not at all," Song Lingzhao said with a mischievous grin, "But grandmother, if I ever do get into trouble in the future, youāll have to cover for me, since Iām under your protection."
Song Ci jokingly tapped his forehead, "As long as itās not something outrageously bad, Iāll promise you."
Song Lingzhao affectionately nudged her arm, inhaling her scent, "Grandmother, you must live long and stay healthy, so you can cover for my troubles for a long time."
Song Ci felt a bit unusual in her heart, looking at her grandson who was even taller than she, saying, "Youāre acting a bit odd, confess now, youāre not planning a big surprise behind grandmotherās back, are you?"
Song Lingzhao almost faltered, grinning more cheekily, "Your eyes are sharp, grandmother. How could grandson dare to plan anything under your nose? Thatād be like swinging a sword in front of Guan Gong."
Song Ci pinched his ear, saying, "Whatever you do, donāt act impulsively. Iāve taught you this ā even if itās unpleasant, calm down and think more about it, understand?"
Song Lingzhao mumbled an affirmative.