Su Ziji had not dismissed Bo Yan and the Wild Daoist. Both stood waiting for instructions, and their expressions shifted when they heard those words.
"You two..." Su Ziji was about to speak again when he noticed that Ye Buhui looked unwell. He stopped and hurried over to her.
"Are you feeling unwell?" he asked gently, reining in his murderous aura.
Ye Buhui shook her head. "I'm fine. If you have things to do, go attend to them. There's no need to worry about me."
"What could be more important than you and our child? Are you tired? Of course, it's time you rested. Let me help you over." As Su Ziji spoke, he swept a glance over the maids and serving women who were about to approach, then personally helped Ye Buhui up and led her inside.
Frightened into immobility by that glance, the maids and serving women stood rooted to the spot.
Su Ziji moved gently, supporting Ye Buhui until she sat down on the couch. Only then did he sit beside her, take her hand, and reassure her. "Don't worry. I'll get to the bottom of this matter with Granny Jia. I won't let outsiders harm you or our child."
"I trust you." Ye Buhui nodded.
In truth, Granny Jia's betrayal-her attempt to harm Ye Buhui and the child in her womb-had come so suddenly that Ye Buhui was both shocked and hurt.
She had always been on good terms with Granny Jia. After all, Granny Jia had come to her side during a difficult time and served her attentively. When Ye Buhui first learned to manage a household, she had gained experience from these seasoned servants.
As a senior servant, even though Granny Jia had been with her for only a little over a year, there