Ren Yaoying was frightened and cried: "No, go away! Grandfather and grandmother will not forgive you!"
Upon hearing this, Ren Yaoyu grabbed her head and pressed the dagger against her face: "Then I'll try to see if they will forgive me!"
Aunt Fang was so frightened when she saw this that she almost lost her soul. She immediately ran over and said, "Stop!"
Ren Yaoyu originally just wanted to scare Ren Yaoying, and she didn't dare to really scratch her face. However, the shrill scream of Aunt Fang frightened her so much that her hand trembled, and the dagger slashed Ren Yaoying's neck. Although it was only a thin wound and did not hurt the jugular vein, some blood still flowed. Ren Yaoying rolled her eyes in fear, and this frightened Ren Yaoyu too. The last time Aunt Kang's lower body bled continuously appeared in her mind, making her body a little weak.
When Aunt Fang saw this, she ran over like a madman and pushed Ren Yaoyu away with force. Ren Yaoyu staggered and fell to the ground with a groan. Her wrist was broken and the dagger fell to the ground.
Aunt Fang pushed aside the two frightened maids and carefully picked up Ren Yaoying. While checking her injuries, she called out, "Ying'er? Ying'er?"
At this time, Lin also ran over. Seeing Ren Yaoyu lying on the ground, holding her wrist and groaning, she became anxious: "Yu'er, what's wrong?"
"Mom, my hand..." When Ren Yaoyu saw Lin, she immediately felt aggrieved and burst into tears.
Lin lowered her head to look at Ren Yaoyu's hand and was shocked. Ren Yaoyu's right wrist was swollen all over. She had just seen from a distance that Aunt Fang pushed Ren Yaoyu to the ground, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.
Ren Yaoyu felt a sharp pain in her hand: "Wuwuwu... Mom, my hand is broken..."
Lin turned around and looked coldly at Aunt Fang beside her.
This is simply too much!
Lin's hatred for Aunt Fang, the frustration and unwillingness she had just felt in Ronghuayuan, and the heartache and fear when she saw the wound on her daughter's hand made her so angry that she wanted to go crazy.
Afterwards, Lin couldn't even remember what he had done.
Ren Yaoyu saw her mother pick up the dagger on the ground, rush to the side of Concubine Fang and her daughter, and then, without saying a word, raised the dagger and slashed at Concubine Fang's face. One, two, three times...
The blood splattered on the pink petals of the rose bonsai next to it, like drops of beautiful tears.
Ren Yaoyu was so frightened that she even forgot the pain and was completely stunned.
Aunt Fang also came back to her senses from the screams of the maids and old women.
She just felt a burning pain on her face, and sticky water dripped down her chin and onto the hem of her skirt. The "tap-tap-tap" sound seemed to burst her eardrums.
At this moment, Concubine Fang was thinking of her short-lived concubine. She was using her bony hand, which was not commensurate with her age, to lift the heavy blue cloth curtain, and then, with her weathered and sickly face, she was spitting thick phlegm into the spittoon in her hand. However, the phlegm, which was thick with the strong smell of blood, eventually landed on her blue cloth shoes.
She felt the same way then as she does now: disgust, panic, despair...
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Can the author ask for more pink? Blushing...
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