"Ruby told me," said Steward Qin. "She said that Grace was behind Miss Shishi's face injury. You knew other doctors couldn't cure her and were certain the General would bring you back."
Hiss... How did that silly Ruby suddenly get so smart? Grace ground her teeth.
Come to think of it, this was her own oversight.
She'd been so focused on growing her spiritual root that she completely overlooked this issue...
This was a huge loophole... How could she fix it?
"Was there really a bet?" Steward Qin asked her.
Grace swallowed and replied, "Yes! There really was a bet."
Black and white, with written proof and witnesses—there was no way to deny it.
"Why were you so sure that I would personally bring you back?" Evan Xiao asked her.
Grace didn't say a word.
"Hmm?" Evan Xiao hummed lowly. To Grace, it sounded like a cold blade scraping across her neck.
"Well... It's like this," Grace said quickly. "I... Besides medicine, I also know a little... divination."
Evan Xiao gave a bemused chuckle. "Divination?"
Lily Bai's answers always caught him off guard.
Last time, she clearly wanted to climb into his bed, but she said he reminded her of her dad.
And now, she's claiming she can divine the future?
"Ah! Yes! That's right!" Grace nodded vigorously. "Divination means fortune-telling! I predicted I'd be back within three days, and with you, General!"
"Really?" Evan Xiao watched her darting eyes. "I thought Sophie’s rash was really your doing."
"How could that be!" Grace widened her eyes. "General, how could you think that of me? How could you imagine I'd be so evil? I swear to the heavens, if I caused the rash on Sophie's face, then may Lily Bai die a horrible death!"
It wasn’t a burden—she wasn’t actually Lily Bai, so swearing meant nothing.
Evan Xiao stared at her, then suddenly stood up and walked toward her.
Every move he made radiated a cold, noble aura.
Grace stepped back until she was cornered at the edge of the bed by Evan Xiao.
He leaned in and asked, "Then, what else can you predict?"
"Huh?"
"Aren't you supposed to be a fortune teller? What else can you predict? Tell me and prove your innocence," Evan Xiao said. "Otherwise, you're deceiving me—the punishment is death by beating."
To hell with your death by beating!
Grace forced a weak smile at him. "General, if you beat me to death, Miss Sophie’s face will never be cured!"
"If you cure her, only you get beaten to death. If you fail, your whole family dies by beating."
Grace bit her lip and looked at him.
"Guards—"
"Wait!" Grace panicked and quickly covered his mouth.
Evan Xiao's expression instantly turned cold, scaring her into letting go. She said, "General, tomorrow you’ll face a bloody disaster."
Her earlier silence was actually her recalling something.
In her previous life, right after she found out she was pregnant and Grace Wan sent her into the palace to become the Imperial Noble Consort, she overheard Hope and Claire gossiping—General Evan Xiao was ambushed and nearly died.
If she calculated the dates, it should be tomorrow.
"Bloody disaster? Tomorrow?" Evan Xiao raised his brow.
"Mm... That's right." Grace nodded earnestly. "General, you must be extra careful tomorrow!"
"What kind of bloody disaster?"
"I can't predict the details, only that there will be bloodshed," Grace said.