"How is she? Is she badly injured? Is she alright?"
Lin Jing's tears welled up immediately.
Madam An frowned and scolded her, "Why are you crying? She's injured, not dead! If she were really in any serious condition, Steward Qin would have already called for medicine."
This daughter-in-law is truly useless.
If she had been able to give birth to a son before Mao Ge'er's accident, would she have been able to cause all this trouble?
Lin Jing was so reprimanded that she dared not say anything and silently shed tears.
An Mao went over to help Lin Jing, then turned to Steward Qin and instructed, "Take Zhengzheng to the study..."
"What are you going to do with him in the study?"
Madam An's face darkened. "Bring her to the ancestral hall and let Qinghuan see what will happen to her stubborn cousin!"
She was certain that An Zhengzheng had come to seek peace; if she had come to show off her power, why would she have come injured?
Perhaps they only realized how good it is to settle down after suffering hardships outside!
At this moment, An Qinghuan, kneeling on the prayer mat, clenched her skirt tightly and gritted her teeth.
In the end, he didn't say anything.
When An Zhengzheng was brought over, she clearly sensed the seriousness of the atmosphere.
The eldest branch of the An family has actually come. What kind of big meeting is the An family holding?
And An Qinghuan, kneeling on the prayer mat, didn't even raise her head.
Lin Jing was helped to sit down, and only after seeing that An Zhengzheng was alright did she clutch her chest and relax.
An Zhengzheng also looked at her, as if to say hello.
"You don't need to bow anymore; Anjia is no longer your home."
Madam An thought An Zhengzheng had come to apologize, and even started to act arrogantly.
An Zhengzheng simply smiled; since that was the case, she didn't bow.
This was the first time An Mao had seen An Zhengzheng in such a disheveled state, and he actually thought there was a possibility that she had come to apologize.
He asked An Zhengzheng, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
If she comes back, admits her mistake, and marries someone else, he can forgive her.
An Zhengzheng took out the Demon-Transforming Lotus from her treasure bag, her tone very calm.
"My father said that the father's sperm and mother's blood cannot be severed. This time, I've come to give my father a son."
She said coldly, "Trading a daughter for a son, you must have made a huge profit."
Upon hearing this, everyone held their breath and looked at the Demon Lotus in her hand, which glowed with purple light and was surrounded by demonic energy.
"This belongs to the demon race! How did you get it?!"
An Mao was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief. The others also gathered around, and none of them were not surprised.
An Qinghuan suddenly looked up and saw An Zhengzheng's confident smile.
She shook the Demon-Transforming Lotus in her hand: "By chance, I had the opportunity to get close to the Demon-Transforming Lotus. I fought it for three days and three nights before I finally tamed it."
An Zhengzheng has always been fearless in the face of difficulties and seizes every opportunity she sees.
To the demons, the Demon Lotus is just a trinket to be picked at will, but for mortals to take it, they have to risk half their lives.
She even owed Senior Sister Wen Yu a favor because of this.
But An Zhengzheng went up and picked them anyway.
“Father, with this medicine, your health will naturally be fully restored. If you wish, you can have countless descendants. Having one more daughter like me is truly a blessing.”
She smiled and, with her weakened body from fighting for three days and three nights, cast a spell to deliver the Demon-Transforming Lotus, which had been suppressed by the talisman, into An Mao's hands.
"From now on, I will never come back to Anjia again, and Anjia has nothing to do with me."
This means severing all ties!
An Mao held the Demon-Transforming Lotus in his hand with trembling hands, wanting to call out to An Zhengzheng's departing figure, but for some reason, he couldn't make a sound.
What should he say?
When the Zhou family proposed marriage and presented the Demon Lotus as a betrothal gift, he forgot all about An Zhengzheng and tore up the contract.
When An Zhengzheng was unsure about the marriage, he knew how much his daughter valued Bai Nu Ge, yet he suddenly cut off the supply and seized the formula.
...An Zhengzheng never even cursed him once.
"Zhengzheng, Zhengzheng, you can't leave. Don't you want your mother anymore?"
Lin Jing stood up abruptly, feeling completely lost and bewildered.
An Zhengzheng really didn't look back.
Just before leaving the ancestral hall, she stopped and asked Lin Jing, "Mother, I'm very curious."
"When you were little, what were you thinking whenever your grandmother scolded you and I stood up for you?"
"What were you thinking when you were crying to me, yet scolded me for being immature when I stood up for you?"
"My grandmother made the whole clan ostracize me. What were you thinking when you sent those messages?"
Lin Jing was speechless, her hand covering the handkerchief trembling uncontrollably.
An Zhengzheng said calmly, "Mother, do you know? There's a Madam Pei in our shop..."
I couldn't say anything more.
An Zhengzheng is gone.
Lin Jing was taken aback. She knew Madam Pei.
Back when her daughter started the Hundred Women's Pavilion, the magazine she published, and the face powders, cosmetics, and lipsticks she made, Anmao was always the first to deliver them to her.
The magazine recorded Lady Pei's life story.
Back then, when Pei Niangzi's daughter was born, her parents-in-law were unwilling to raise another girl and wanted to sell the child to the neighbor's family to be a child bride.
She refused, preferring to be divorced rather than leave with her daughter, and later she relied on herself...
The magazine said that as a woman, Lady Pei was born resilient and could overcome any difficulties, regardless of whether she was a mother or not.
The key is whether she is willing.
Lin Jing suddenly wondered, what if it were her?
She'll probably cry, and continue crying after her in-laws send the child away...
After all, she's a woman; what can she do?
"Madman, madman!" Old Madam An cursed angrily, "An ungrateful wretch, a good-for-nothing who doesn't recognize his father or mother..."
"Enough!"
An Qinghuan stood up abruptly; she had really had enough.
An Qinghuan was almost going crazy. These days, she had been listening to the clansmen's suppression and scolding of An Zhengzheng, and even felt a sense of powerless sorrow.
This was the most promising daughter in the entire An family, yet she still met this end...
If she doesn't do something, one day disaster will befall her.
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