Chapter 20: Bai Er'ya, Do Not Go Too Far

"Fu Bao, go to sleep. Stop talking, we have to wake up early tomorrow."

Old Lady Zhang grabbed her eldest grandson and shouted from outside the window. Her volume was not low; everyone in the Zhang household could hear her clearly.

Zhang Huilan felt aggrieved, but she knew better than to try and win an argument. Frustrated, she threw herself onto the kang and buried her head under the quilt.

"Pfft..."

Bai Mianmian couldn't hold it in. Biting her lip, she called out to the system. "System, how was my performance?"

System: "No actual damage done. It won't have much effect."

"Are you sure?" She didn't think so. Killing someone is one thing, but words are the softest weapons in the world. She had raised her voice on purpose; all the Zhang family members had heard how she was bullying their precious Fu Bao. A girl whom the family wouldn't even dare to scold was now being pointed at and criticized—the only reason they hadn't kicked down the door was because Old Lady Zhang was sharp enough to stop them.

"She already has the jade gourd," the system noted.

In the novel, Zhang Huilan, after returning from her tribulation, was taken by her grandmother and mother to pay respects at the Earth Temple. The old temple keeper casually gifted her a miscellaneous jade gourd that turned out to be a treasure. Once home, the little girl soaked the moldy gourd in incense-infused water, and accidentally, her sallow complexion faded, her skin cleared, and she became increasingly beautiful. The bathwater, poured into the vegetable patch behind the courtyard, successfully focused Old Lady Zhang's attention on her precious granddaughter. After some experiments, they locked onto the jade gourd and discovered its miraculous uses.

Just a moment ago, Old Lady Zhang had been strongly opposed to her sharing a bed with Zhang Huilan. Even knowing that only the girl herself could untie the red string on her wrist, she still wasn't at ease.

"Can you knock her out? I'm quite curious about the spiritual liquid."

The system simply vanished, not even leaving behind a hint of extra emotion.

Bai Mianmian curled her lip and blew out the lamp. She pondered the possibility of secretly taking a few sips from the gourd on the heroine's bracelet. Obscene images flashed through her mind, and the girl couldn't help but shudder. It was too intoxicating. She shouldn't think about it too much.

"Why are you so selfish? In such cold weather, you're hogging the whole quilt."

Once she stopped acting like a decent