Ruo Lan nodded and said, "It is different. It is said that she used to be the darling of my eldest uncle and aunt, and she was always immersed in literature and art. It's not easy for her to come up with such a strategy." Ever since she came of age, she had followed her grandmother, and from the age of eight, she helped her great aunt manage household affairs. She was well-versed in these kinds of intrigues and could handle them with ease. Whereas Yueyao had been coddled since childhood, it was already quite an achievement for her to handle Lady Mo.
Cai Yi shook her head and said, "Miss, it's not just about fighting each other. Miss, rumors might become reality. Lady Mo, for the sake of wealth, might really resort to poison." Taking advantage of the funeral, she would just say they died of illness. Silently and without trace, even if the Ma Family wanted to intervene, they couldn't find any evidence. After all, to die of illness is the will of heaven and has nothing to do with them.