Watching the woman quietly, even though Xiao Wanxue was worried about her youngest son and the anxious family members who had learned the news, her face remained calm and composed, her gaze serene as water, without a trace of panic or fear.
The calmer Xiao Wanxue appeared, the more the woman resented her, clenching Xiao Wanxue’s jaw so tightly with her hand that it seemed as if she would crush it.
The penetrating, bone-gnawing pain in her jaw turned Xiao Wanxue’s face deathly pale, but she did not even furrow her brows, only holding her son tight.
Outside the room, Yang Chengrong could no longer hold back, kicked the door open with one foot, and charged directly at the woman.
Some followed closely behind him, while others entered through the broken window.
The four men barely had time to react before they were subdued; their jaws were dislocated, making it impossible for them to bite down on the poison hidden between their teeth to commit suicide. Seeing the sudden appearance of the group, their eyes filled with shock and despair.
Yang Chengrong grabbed the wrist of the woman’s hand that was clenching Xiao Wanxue’s jaw, twisted it forcefully, and a ’crack’ echoed as a bone broke, followed by a kick to the woman’s abdomen.
The woman was like a kite with a broken string, her body drawing a parabolic arc as she slammed hard against the nearby gray but solid stone wall, then fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, blood spurting from her mouth as a sharp, pitiful cry almost pierced the sky.
Hai Tang stepped forward to dislocate the woman’s jaw and sealed her mute acupoint, causing the screams to abruptly cease.
"Xuexue!"
Carefully helping his wife to stand up, Yang Chengrong inspected her thoroughly to make sure she was unharmed, but seeing the fresh red handprint on his wife’s fair jaw, his face turned grim and his eyes and brows were filled with self-reproach, guilt, tenderness, rage... a myriad of emotions.
If he had not gone to the Luo family, but had insisted on accompanying his wife back to the Yue family, his wife and youngest son would not have suffered this calamity.
It was all his fault!
"I’m fine," Xiao Wanxue hurriedly said with concern. "They drugged Tian Jiu’s drink, Ah Rong, please check if Tian Jiu is alright?"
Yang Chengrong quickly took his son’s pulse and examined him carefully, then took out a small pill and fed it to him, before gently reassuring, "Don’t worry, Xuexue, Tian Jiu is not in serious trouble and will wake up soon."
"It’s good that Tian Jiu is alright." Xiao Wanxue let out a long sigh of relief, seeing the guilt in her husband’s eyes, she smiled and comforted him, "It’s my carelessness, it’s not your fault, don’t feel guilty."
Holding his wife tightly, Yang Chengrong’s eyes were moist; having such a wife in his life, he desired nothing more.
Yang Mengchen was watching the woman, who was held immobile by Hai Tang, and saw that her gaze towards her elder brother was full of resentment and infatuation, while towards her sister-in-law it was deep-seated jealousy and malice; perhaps she knew who the woman was.
When Yang Zongjun opened his eyes and saw his parents, he did not cry or make a fuss, but as soon as he saw his aunt a few steps away, he immediately burst into loud sobs, his dark eyes full of grievance.
"It’s okay, Tian Jiu, don’t cry. Auntie will tell you a story later, okay?" Yang Mengchen stepped forward, soothingly speaking and kissing Yang Zongjun’s forehead.
Yang Zongjun immediately stopped crying and, looking at Yang Mengchen, smiled broadly, causing everyone to shake their heads.
Long Xuanmo, who stayed close to his wife, darkened his gaze slightly, and placing his hand on his wife’s shoulder, whispered, "Let’s go back, so as not to worry the elders."
This incident had not been disclosed to the elders, but by noon, if the Yang brothers did not return, the elders would inevitably grow suspicious.
Yang Mengchen nodded.
Long Xuanmo gestured with his hand, and Mo Lei and the others quietly returned to the capital with the four men and one woman in custody.
"Ninth Sister..." Yang Chengrong looked at his sister, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty killing intent.
"Wende and I will handle this matter," Yang Mengchen understood that her eldest brother, always so protective of his wife, would not let the culprits who harmed his sister-in-law and nephew go. However, those five people were also involved in other matters; at least for now, they could not die, "Sister-in-law and Tian Jiu have been frightened, brother should take good care of them—that’s what matters."
Seeing the deep look in his sister’s eyes and recalling the dialogue between the fiends earlier, Yang Chengrong suddenly understood and nodded.
Upon entering the city gate, Yang Mengchen and Long Xuanmo split from the Yang brothers.
In the chilly and damp dungeon of the Prince Mansion.
Haughtily looking down at the woman, whose hands and feet were bound to an iron frame and whose face was now uncovered, her once charming and lovely face now pale and colorless, her expression one of extreme wretchedness, Yang Mengchen motioned for Hai Tang to release her mute acupoint, "Should I address you as Mo Xiang, or as Zhang Lianhua?"
Long Xuanmo remained expressionless.
Mo Yun and others, however, opened their eyes wide in disbelief at the woman.
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