"What? Such powerful insect attractant can be made after just a year of experimentation?" Ji Zhenniang exclaimed, "Won't the Rong bandits come to kill us again after a year? I don't want to fight anymore, it's too terrifying, and I haven't even had a son yet."
Saying this, she started crying again, calling out for Xie Cheng and Zhuzhu, lamenting her unfortunate fate.
Gu Jinli was speechless, "Shut up, are you mourning? Normally, you could live long, but if you keep crying like this, God might think you want to die and make you kick the bucket immediately."
Ji Zhenniang, afraid of death and ghosts and believing in God, quickly shut her mouth upon hearing this and crossed her hands to pray to the heavens, "God, please calm your anger, your humble servant is just crying for fun, please don't mind."
