Chapter 169 Men are merely accessories [11]
The servants who were just sent out by Aunt Xin are gradually returning...
They were immediately thrown into chaos.
Exclamations, footsteps, and the clatter of utensils mingled together...
Actually, it was mainly the people brought by Aunt Xin who were panicked, while Qian Yuexia's servants were somewhat gloating.
What kind of master keeps what kind of servant?
At this moment, Qian Yuexia simply stood quietly, as if the earth-shattering kick just now had nothing to do with her.
The commotion quickly alerted Qu Bai.
He was in the study in the outer courtyard, staring intently at an account book.
After all, he was somewhat exhausted since taking over all the affairs of the Qu family.
Hearing the faint commotion outside the window, he initially ignored it, assuming it was just some ignorant servant being indecent.
The commotion did not subside; instead, it intensified, and there seemed to be sharp cries from women mixed in with it, which made his heart tighten inexplicably.
He slammed down his pen in frustration, and a servant rushed in, his face ashen: "Young Master, something terrible has happened... Concubine Xin... Concubine Xin... something has happened to her!"
"What happened?" Qu Bai suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
"This servant...this servant doesn't know much either, I only heard that the madam and Consort Xin had a dispute, and then..." The servant dared not continue.
But Qu Bai had already guessed it.
Qian Yuexia is not one to suffer losses.
Based on his understanding of her.
Even if Aunt Xin is pregnant, she will not show any mercy if she offends her.
Qu Bai's heart sank.
He wasn't just worried about Aunt Xin, he was also afraid that Qian Yuexia would be upset...
After all, Qian Yuexia was pregnant!
The very combination of Qian Yuexia and Aunt Xin's names is enough to cause trouble.
He asked no more questions and strode towards the inner courtyard, his robe billowing in the wind.
Just stepping into the inner courtyard of the main courtyard.
Before Qu Bai could speak, Aunt Xin, as if grasping at a straw, mustered all her strength to lift her tear-filled face, her voice mournful and pitiful, trembling with a heartbreaking intensity: "Husband...husband...save me...I don't know how I offended Madam, she...she kicked me in the stomach...it hurts so much...our child...husband..."
She did this "victim accusing first" so naturally and with such sincerity.
Every word was like a poisoned needle, piercing Qian Yuexia and Qu Bai with precision.
She deliberately omitted all the causes and consequences, highlighting only the bloodiest and most direct result, and that crucial action—"kicked me in the stomach."
She knew all too well that the blood on her body was her most powerful weapon, enough to make any rational judgment lose its accuracy.
Qu Bai's gaze suddenly shot towards Qian Yuexia.
It was filled with doubt and barely concealed anger.
He needed an explanation, an explanation from his legal wife.
But Qian Yuexia's temper flared up.
Why should Aunt Xin's word be law?
The two of them were fighting, and he didn't even ask her why; he just glared at her.
So be it.
Qian Yuexia sullenly acquiesced.
She responded to Aunt Xin's accusations, and even to Qu Bai's almost murderous gaze, with utter disdain.
She didn't even lift her eyelids, her gaze sweeping over the weeping Aunt Xin on the ground as if she were just an insignificant object, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt and indifference.
She didn't speak, didn't defend herself, and didn't angrily refute; she simply stood there quietly, maintaining the dignity and pride of her position as the legal wife.
Or rather, it's a cold barrier that keeps people at arm's length.
In Qu Bai's view, this silence was tantamount to tacit agreement, a kind of arrogant contempt for others.
“You…” Qu Bai was completely enraged by her attitude.
He wanted to question, he wanted to roar.
But seeing the glaring red beneath Aunt Xin's body, he finally suppressed his surging anger.
The most urgent task is to save lives.
Without further hesitation, he bent down, carefully avoiding the bloodstains, and picked up the limp Aunt Xin in his arms.
Her hands touched something cool and sticky, damp. Aunt Xin wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, buried her tear-streaked face in his chest, and sobbed, "Husband... I'm so scared..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Qu Bai whispered to comfort her, then picked her up and turned to leave. They needed to get a doctor immediately.
But just then...
A cold, emotionless voice rang out behind him: "Stop."
It's Qian Yuexia!
She finally spoke.
Qu Bai paused, suppressing his anger, and did not turn around.
Qian Yuexia's voice continued steadily, each word like an ice bead hitting a jade plate: "Did I let her go?"
Qu Bai whirled around, veins bulging on his forehead, and practically spat out the words through clenched teeth: "Qian Yuexia! She's already like this, covered in blood! What more do you want? Are you just going to watch her die here?!"
He called her by her full name, showing that his anger had reached its peak.
In his arms, Xinrou cooperated by letting out an even more painful cry, her body shrinking back.
A chilling smile played on Qian Yuexia's lips, but it didn't reach her eyes: "What do I want?"
She repeated, a hint of mockery in her voice, "I remember I established the rules long ago. How dare a concubine, of such lowly status, presume to address her master as 'husband'?" Qian Yuexia's gaze, like a cold blade, swept over the tear-streaked face in Qu Bai's arms. "Just now, she called out. Since she did, she broke the rules and must be punished."
Her words were clear and logical, focusing on the word "rules".
In this bloody and chaotic scene, it seemed particularly out of place, and also particularly...cold-blooded.
"Qian Yuexia! Don't go too far!" Qu Bai was trembling with anger, feeling his reason burning away.
He found it hard to believe that at a time like this, she was still agonizing over a form of address and clinging to those ridiculous family rules!
Human life is of paramount importance; is it really less important than a simple form of address?
"I went too far?" Qian Yuexia seemed to have her suppressed anger completely ignited by these words.
She took a step forward, her gaze intense, staring directly at Qu Bai: "If you walk out of here with her in your arms today, where will that leave me? Where will that leave the Qu family rules? You're going to favor your concubine over your wife!"
The last four words.
She bit down very hard!
Qu Bai's face turned ashen, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on Aunt Xin's arm.
Seeing that he was about to protect her, Qian Yuexia didn't bother to pretend anymore and directly threatened, "Qu Bai, don't forget. I, Qian Yuexia, also have someone backing me up. If she isn't punished today... she definitely won't survive tomorrow."
"And if you dare to favor your concubine over your wife, then I will abort the child in your womb and we will get a divorce." These words were light and airy, yet they carried a weight as heavy as a thousand pounds.
The room fell into a deathly silence.
But in the end...
Qian Yuexia still won.
Even after her miscarriage, Consort Xin knelt in the room for half an hour. Later, when the family physician came to examine her, he simply said, "Consort Xin will never have children again!"
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