Chapter 1088: Chapter 1088: I Advise You to Be Kind
If it werenât for the incident of transmigration, Song Ci might entirely believe in science, but now that her soul has transmigrated into an old lady, she has no choice but to believe that there are things in nature that science cannot explain.
Hence, she believes the original bodyâs dream message was not accidental, but surely a message being disclosed to her, and she is quite certain of this, partly because she has her protagonistâs halo.
Then the question arises: What were those few silent words from the original body of the old lady? Whatâs fake?
Song Ci closed her eyes to try to recall, and with just that thought, she felt a sharp pain in her head and couldnât help but groan.
"Grand Madam, whatâs wrong?" asked Nanny, nervously.
Song Ci opened her eyes, her face pale, and said, "Some things I canât figure out, trying to think about them just gives me a headache."
Nannyâs face instantly turned dark.
Lin Qing also felt a bit helpless, saying, "Earlier I also said the most important thing for you right now is to rest, not to overthink, and here you are..."
Song Ci said sheepishly, "I have matters weighing on my mind; unless I figure them out, even rest wonât help. If you truly want me not to think, Iâd have to shut down my brain entirely."
"Grand Madam!" Nanny lightly reprimanded, "You havenât recovered from your illness. What canât wait until you feel better to ponder over?"
Song Ci was silent. Could she say the original body of the old lady had given her a dream message?
Seeing her being reprimanded and looking somewhat hesitant and aggrieved, Nannyâs heart softened again, and she gently advised, "No matter how big the issue, itâs not more important than your health. Once youâve recovered, whatever you wish to ponder, I wouldnât say a word against it."
Song Ci murmured in grievance, "Iâm just worried Iâll forget."
Well, that little expression made everyone feel a pang in their hearts, thinking they had been too harsh just now.
This is just a sick old lady, what wrong could she do? Sheâs merely worrying about this family. Why reprimand her unnecessarily?
"Then tell us, what canât you figure out? If you speak up, perhaps we can help you unravel it a bit, so you donât have to wear out your mind trying to deduce it." Lin Qing asked softly.
Song Ciâs eyes lit up and she said, "If thatâs the case, then letâs play a little guessing game where I say and you guess."
What?
"Watch my mouth closely, and guess what Iâm saying." Song Ci pursed her lips and began mimicking the mouth movements of the original body of the old lady.
Everyone was utterly bewildered.
This so-called guessing game by watching mouth movements? Surely this requires someone skilled in the art.
Song Ci spoke slowly, and everyone gave different answers, especially the word âfakeâ, which everyone guessed as different homophonic characters.
Even Song Ci herself was tired of listening.
"Forget it." No more guessing; there will be a day when the truth is revealed.
"Prince Min is fake?"
As these words sounded, everyone looked toward the source of the voice. It was Ah Sang, who blushed and said, "I was just speaking nonsense."
Inside the room, there was a brief silence.
Nanny instinctively looked at Song Ci, who furrowed her brows and shook her head, saying, "It doesnât seem like it."
But inside, there was a turbulent wave; what doesnât seem like it? On comparison, those few words were indeed not fake.
What did "Prince Min is fake" mean?
What was the old lady trying to convey?
Song Ci felt uncomfortable inside; she didnât like this suspenseful feeling, like discovering a secret yet constantly being ready to risk her life for it.
Lin Qing was also a bit alarmed and pretended to threaten, "You just stop thinking about it. Since your illness hasnât fully healed, if you keep overthinking, Iâll have no choice but to add a few doses of coptis."
Song Ci widened her eyes, "Are you a devil? Little girl, I advise you to be kind!"
Everyone laughed.
Song Ci laughed too, but inside, she still harbored some doubts.