Chapter 35 Cut her into a thousand pieces

Everyone was startled.

When she saw the man's face clearly, Lady Zhongqin let out a scream and fainted. She was then hurriedly supported by those around her.

The person lying on the ground had their eyes tightly closed, and blood flowing from their eye sockets had congealed around them, leaving winding streaks of blood. And in their eyelids were several extremely fine silver needles!

Wang Yuru mustered her courage and stepped forward to check his breathing, finding that he still had a faint breath.

In a panic, she ordered the old woman to fetch the imperial physician and sent a maid to the front courtyard to inform Jiang Zhengting.

Such a thing happening at the flower-viewing banquet is simply beyond what a woman confined to the inner quarters could bear.

What exactly did that bitch Jiang Zhi do?

He had clearly watched her drink that cup of honey wine, and she should be powerless and at the mercy of others right now. Why was Yan Wenkang seriously injured, while she was nowhere to be found?

Lady Zhongqin, whose philtrum had been pinched, slowly regained consciousness. She clung to Yan Wenkang, crying and demanding an explanation from Wang Yuru.

"Where's Jiang Zhi? Make her come out right now! It must be her doing this, I'll tear her to pieces!!"

Wang Yuru felt flustered and confused.

This matter has blown up quite a bit today. How should we handle it?

Regardless of whether Jiang Zhi's reputation was tarnished, the feud between the Zhongqin Earl's Mansion and their Jiang family was now firmly established.

The only way to appease their anger now is to push Jiang Zhi out to the Earl Zhongqin's mansion to vent her frustrations.

"Take a few men and find the young lady for me," Wang Yuru ordered.

Jiang Yunqian was also startled when she saw Yan Wenkang lying in a pool of blood, but the fear on her face quickly turned into disdain.

It really is a useless thing.

She drugged him and personally delivered him to him, yet not only did he escape, she herself was also seriously injured and on the verge of death. Such a good-for-nothing was only born into the Zhongqin Earl's Mansion; otherwise, how could he be qualified to attend her Jiang family's banquet? He is not even worth a hair on Xie Shizi's head.

But this is for the best; the more seriously Yan Wenkang is injured, the harder it will be for Jiang Zhi to escape punishment. As long as it doesn't interfere with her and Prince Xie, the bigger the commotion, the better.

"Sister, you went too far," she said, covering her nose with a handkerchief as if to express her regret. "Young Master Yan is such a handsome young man, yet he was injured like this. How could an ordinary woman do such a thing?"

"Well... no one saw it, so it's too early to draw any conclusions," someone said hesitantly.

Wang Yuru sighed and couldn't help wiping away her tears. "I am not the eldest young lady's biological mother, so I can't say much. I'm afraid of being gossiped about, so I don't dare to discipline her. Who knew she would be so willful?"

“Madam Jiang, there’s no need to blame yourself. It’s not your fault,” said Madam Li, the wife of the Vice Minister of Revenue, who was on good terms with Wang Yuru. “We’ve all seen how hard you’ve worked for today’s flower viewing banquet.”

At this moment, Jiang Zhengting abandoned the guests in the front yard and rushed over. When he saw the scene before him, he was so shocked that he forgot all about etiquette.

"What...what on earth is going on?!"

“Master, you’ve finally arrived,” Wang Yuru quickly wiped away her tears and went to greet him, explaining the situation to Jiang Zhengting. “We don’t know where the eldest young lady is right now, and we don’t know how the second young master Yan was injured by her.”

"You wretched child! How dare you commit such a heinous crime!" Jiang Zhengting was about to erupt in anger when he suddenly realized something was amiss. "Young Master Yan was just in the front yard a moment ago, how come he is now injured and unconscious in the backyard of my Jiang residence?"

Lady Zhongqin gritted her teeth, "It must be that bitch Jiang Zhi who deliberately lured my Kang'er to the backyard and then, failing to seduce him, resorted to such a vicious act! My poor Kang'er is so young and naive that he fell for that bitch's trick!"

Jiang Zhengting thought to himself that this matter was no small thing. "Right now, it is more important to treat Young Master Yan as soon as possible. Madam, rest assured, our Jiang family will definitely give you an explanation. If it was really done by my daughter, Madam can deal with her however she wants."

This wretched child only knows how to cause trouble. Doesn't she know that offending the Earl of Zhongqin's mansion is the same as offending the Third Prince? How many lives does she have to go against the Third Prince!

"Oh dear, what if my sister knows she's committed a terrible crime and has run away? What will become of the Jiang family then?" Jiang Yunqian said worriedly.

Jiang Zhengting was also furious and ordered the guards in the manor, "Go and find the young lady for me. If she dares to run away, break her legs!"

"Are you looking for me?" A cool voice rang out from behind the group.

Everyone turned to look, and there was Jiang Zhi, who had come with Qing Xing.

Jiang Zhengting was immediately enraged. "How dare you say that? Look at what you've done!"

"Father, are you referring to Yan Wenkang's injury?" Jiang Zhi seemed not to understand his words.

Jiang Zhengting was furious, and the Lady of Zhongqin even rushed towards her to slap her across the face, but Qingxing stopped her with quick reflexes.

"You bitch, how dare you hurt my Kang'er like this! I'll make you wish you were dead and avenge my Kang'er!" She hated Jiang Zhi to the extreme, and her strength was astonishing; Qingxing almost couldn't stop her.

At this moment, the imperial physician also arrived.

Lady Zhongqin was worried about her son and couldn't care less about Jiang Zhi for the time being. She immediately grabbed the imperial physician's sleeve and pleaded, "Imperial Physician Zhao, please, you must save my son! He must not be harmed!"

Physician Zhao comforted Lady Zhongqin for a few moments before stepping forward to examine Yan Wenkang's injuries.

However, the more he looked, the more his pale brows furrowed.

How is my son?

"Young Master Yan was injured by a hidden weapon. His life is not in danger, but several silver needles have been lodged in his eyes. Even if they are all removed, he will probably be unable to see for the rest of his life..."

Lady Zhongqin almost fainted again.

“Young Master Yan should not be moved for the time being. I will remove the silver needles for him first. It may be a little painful. Find two people to help me hold him down and prevent him from struggling or moving around.”

Jiang Zhengting then had his two attendants hold down Yan Wenkang's shoulders on either side.

Although Physician Zhao was old, his hands were very steady. He used pliers to clamp the silver needle and pulled it out with lightning speed.

"Ah—" Yan Wenkang woke up in pain, but fortunately the two people held him down so he wouldn't move.

One after another, Physician Zhao pulled out the silver needles, and Yan Wenkang was in excruciating pain, as if he were being subjected to a slow and agonizing death.

Lady Zhongqin cried so hard she could hardly breathe; her heart was breaking.

"Mother, Mother," Yan Wenkang cried out hoarsely, unable to see and with his body restrained, "Jiang Zhi, I'm going to kill her! I'm going to make her wish she were dead! Ah—"

As the last silver needle was pulled out, Yan Wenkang screamed and fainted again.

Physician Zhao had Yan Wenkang moved to a side room, cleaned him up, and then went to write a prescription.

Everyone present was terrified as they watched this scene unfold.

After all, they were women from wealthy and powerful families, and they had never seen such a bloody and tragic scene.

"You wretch, it really is you! What do you Jiang family have to say now?!" Lady Zhongqin wished she could kill Jiang Zhi right now to vent her anger.