Jiang Que and Xiao Lingqiu exchanged a glance, nodded, and voiced no objections.
Li Guanshi turned to Jinxiu and said, "Little girl, go inside and keep an eye on Jiang Mo. When the Heavenly Tribulation descends, give him this 'Spirit Firming Pill' every quarter-hour to protect his soul."
Li Guanshi handed over a bottle of pills and tossed it to Jinxiu.
Jinxiu quickly caught the vial, instinctively glancing toward Ran Qingchen with a questioning look: "Young Miss..."
"What are you looking at me for? I'm definitely not going to help him!"
Ran Qingchen's delicate face was taut as she coldly remarked, "As for you, do whatever you want. You don't need my permission."
Having been a personal maid for so many years, Jinxiu was far from being an ignorant girl. Her innate cleverness had seeped into her very bones, and she instantly caught the subtle note of compromise in the Young Miss's words.
"Don't worry, Young Miss. Jinxiu knows what to do."
