The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 160

The Heavenly Hound had given Song Jin a jade pendant. Because of this pendant, Song Jin had dreams where she remembered her childhood, the truth about her parents’ death, and the murderous Dog Emperor.

When she arrived in the capital, Song Jin feared that wearing the pendant might cause unnecessary trouble, so she asked Wan Xi to keep it. Wan Xi obeyed and immediately went to the secret room to retrieve the pendant. “Miss,” she said, handing it over.

Song Jin took the pendant and placed it beside the one worn by the woman in the painting. Wan Xi adjusted the lamp wick, while Wang Liu handed over a magnifying glass. Song Jin examined the pendant closely. The shape, the carved patterns, and even a barely noticeable crack on the lower left side were identical. The jade pendant worn by the woman in the “Cloudy Jade Book Pavilion” painting was the same as the one she held.

Song Jin’s heart trembled violently as a thought leaped into her mind. This pendant was given to her by the Heavenly Hound, whose ancestors served her mother. She was now certain that this pendant belonged to her mother. So, the woman in the painting… was her mother?

With this thought, Song Jin immediately used the magnifying glass to look at the woman’s face. Although the figure was small, the face was painted meticulously and realistically. Instead of the typical delicate eyebrows, the woman in the painting had bold, heroic brows. Her almond-shaped eyes were smiling, but it was a brave and unrestrained smile. The slightly raised corners of her mouth indicated her cheerful mood at that moment. The smile exuded a sense of carefree elegance, almost like that of a playful rogue. Song Jin didn’t know why she had such an impression, but it was vivid in her mind.

As she continued to look, she noticed the woman held a sword and had calluses on her hand, indicating frequent use. The sword was not ornate but seemed lethal. Song Jin felt that this sword had likely killed many people. She even imagined the woman in armor, riding a mighty brown warhorse, swinging her sword, and shouting, “Kill!” She could almost hear the roar of thousands of troops, the deafening sounds of battle, the intense smell of blood, and the feeling of arrows whizzing past her ears.

Song Jin was immersed in her fantasy, unaware that she was trembling all over. Wan Xi saw Song Jin’s pale face, sweat trickling down her cheeks, and her lips moving slightly as she muttered something. Terrified, Wan Xi turned to Wang Liu and said, “Miss is possessed!”

Wang Liu, though experienced, had never encountered such a situation. After thinking for a moment, he reached out to pat Song Jin. “Miss, Miss…”

Song Jin was using Shen Yue’s tall body, so Wan Xi couldn’t reach her and instead shook Song Jin’s arm. “Miss, Miss, what’s wrong? Don’t scare me. Miss~” Wan Xi was so frightened she cried, tears and snot streaming down her face, as she called out sorrowfully.

The sounds of battle and killing gradually faded from Song Jin’s ears, as if being pulled away. She felt a tremor in her body and then heard Wan Xi’s loud crying. Song Jin looked at Wan Xi, bewildered. Wan Xi, caught off guard by Song Jin’s sudden attention, stopped crying and stared at her, then burst into tears of joy. “Miss, Miss, you’re awake.”

Song Jin tilted her head. “What happened just now?” Wan Xi wiped her nose and explained. Song Jin frowned and turned to look at the painting. She had become so absorbed in her fantasy that she couldn’t pull herself out of it? But this painting depicted a beautifully poetic landscape, with flowing streams and blooming flowers, exuding a sense of tranquility. How did she imagine a battlefield full of corpses?

It was too strange. Song Jin took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. She picked up the pendant from the painting and handed it to Wan Xi. “Put it away.” With her master safe, Wan Xi calmed down, wiped her tears, and carefully stored the pendant.

Song Jin looked at the painting again. The woman was wearing a pale yellow dress. She felt she had seen this dress before. Where? This time, after thinking for a moment, Song Jin remembered the day she and Shen Yue went to Linglong Mountain. In the wild man’s cave. There was a mural, and despite the age and damage, it showed a woman in a pale yellow palace dress. The more Song Jin recalled, the more convinced she was that the mural depicted the same dress as in the painting.

Could the woman in the wild man’s cave mural be the same woman in this painting, her mother? Song Jin couldn’t describe her feelings, only that her heart felt both pain and emptiness.

“Do you know about the wild man?” she asked while staring at the painting. Wan Xi had just put the pendant away and looked at Wang Liu upon hearing Song Jin’s voice. Wang Liu hesitated before saying, “I don’t know much, but I know Master Song valued the wild man leader. The wild man leader was an old acquaintance of Master Song and Han Bo. He wasn’t originally a wild man but went mad due to illness.”

“From now on, you don’t need to call yourself a servant. Either speak directly to me or refer to yourself as ‘this one,’ like Wan Xi,” Song Jin said offhandedly.

Wang Liu was stunned. “Yes, Miss.”

Song Jin continued, “Did my father know about the wild men on the mountain before?”

Wang Liu shook his head. “No, Master Song always thought he was dead. It was only when Miss brought the wild man back that Master Song knew he was still alive. Han Bo cried when he saw the wild man.”

Cried? He cried?

Song Jin remembered that Uncle Han Bo always had a stoic face, showing little emotion. Yet he cried upon seeing the wild man. What was their relationship?

Lu Zhan had previously mentioned that the wild man was sick and needed to soak in the well water to recover. How strange was this illness? It seemed more like a poison than a disease.

Song Jin immediately thought of the Thousand Mechanism Poison in her body. In her dreams, when her parents were killed by the Dog Emperor, they didn’t even have the strength to resist. But looking at the painting, she felt her mother was a skilled martial artist. How could she have no strength to fight back?

Even if she was weak from childbirth, in such a life-and-death situation, she would have fought desperately. Why didn’t she?

A mother’s strength is unparalleled. What stopped her from fighting? The only reason could be that she was paralyzed at that time.

Song Jin took a deep breath. She had experienced chaos since birth and was secretly taken away. This indicated that the poison in her body wasn’t acquired later but was present before she was taken away. Before she was taken away? She was just born!

This poison originated from her mother.