This farce came to a temporary end after Aunt Kang hit the pillar.
There was chaos in the main room next door. Nanny Gui was directing the maids and servants in the room to come and go to clean up the mess. From the noise outside and the heavy breathing of the maids, one could tell that Aunt Kang had been hit hard.
However, when Concubine Kang's sister-in-law saw this tragic scene, instead of sympathizing, she angrily muttered, "Another self-torture tactic. Do you think others have never seen an opera troupe perform? What a disgrace!"
Old Madam Ren had Concubine Kang carried out, and also sent Mrs. Kang away, arranging for her to go to the outer courtyard.
Shanhu, the maid of Mrs. Ren, went into the east room, and the old lady asked Ren Yaoqi and her two sisters to leave.
When the three sisters came out, Old Lady Ren was sitting on the bed with her eyes closed, resting. The room had been almost cleaned up. The broken ornaments and fragments of the vase had been swept away, leaving only a few empty spaces on the antique display shelf.
The ground was clean, but you could still see some lingering water stains. A maid was wiping the pillar with shaking hands. The water in a copper basin at her feet was red. Everyone else was busy with their own things and turned a blind eye.
Old Madam Ren raised her eyelids and said to the three sisters calmly, "You should go back to your own courtyard today."
Sister Ren Yaoqi said nothing, bowed quietly and left.
At first, she didn't feel anything, but as soon as she came out of the main room, the warm summer breeze blew slowly. Ren Yaoqi instead recalled the disgusting smell of blood in the main room and couldn't help but frowned slightly.
None of the three sisters said a word. They walked their own way with their eyes downcast, each thinking about their own thoughts or what had just happened.
After leaving Ronghuayuan, Ren Yaoyin said goodbye to Ren Yaohua and Ren Yaoqi and went their separate ways.
Ren Yaohua sighed and said in a daze, "I just saw a few drops of blood splattered on the Xiangzhu curtain. To be able to splatter that far, Aunt Kang must have been hit very hard. I don't know if she can be saved."
Ren Yaohua is still young and hasn't experienced much. She has never truly witnessed the separation of life and death.
Ren Yaoqi comforted her, "Don't worry, your life will definitely be saved."
Compared to Ren Yaohua's emotional response, Ren Yaoqi remained much calmer. It wasn't that she lacked sympathy, but rather that she knew Kang Yi Niang too well. Furthermore, she had experienced so much separation and death that, whether she liked it or not, her heart had become much colder and harder than others.
Ren Yaohua was silent for a moment: "The Kang family is now doing this. Is it the Lin family's doing?"
Ren Yaoqi thought for a moment and said, "It's certain that they intervened. Whether the truth of the matter is really as the Liu and Kang families claim is no longer important."
Ren Yaohua frowned habitually: "You are..."
The two of them had already reached the corridor outside the garden. Ren Yaoqi stopped, turned, and walked to the edge of the corridor, facing the garden full of colorful flowers and green shades. "The fact that Aunt Kang was able to enter the house under such circumstances was not only because she chose a good time, but also because our Ren family is still somewhat different from those truly famous families. If this happened to a family like the Yun family, Aunt Kang would not be able to enter even if she knelt at the gate until she died."
Ren Yaoqi had lived in the capital for many years in his previous life. Compared to places like Kyoto, Yanbei's etiquette and rules were more or less influenced by the surrounding nomadic peoples. Only truly established families like the Yun family had their own set of rules.
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