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Even though Qing Yan had some martial arts skills, Ouyang Pingtian and Xia Jinzhi were ultimately one an Auntie and the other a young lady, so Qing Yan could not fight back.
As Qing Yan rushed towards the bed, she tilted her head slightly, but to prevent the vase from hitting Huxin on the bed, she braced herself with her shoulder to catch the flying vase.
With a crisp sound, the vase shattered against Qing Yan's shoulder, and shards of blue-and-white porcelain flew everywhere, with several small pieces embedding themselves into Qing Yan's right cheek.
Qing Yan's originally delicate face was now a bloody mess.
"You little vixen, your body is quite tough! Let's see how long you can hold on!" Ouyang Pingtian cursed at Qing Yan viciously and turned to grab another vase.
With another sharp crash, the second vase smashed hard against Qing Yan's waist.
"Ah!"
Qing Yan cried out in pain as her feet slipped, causing her to fall onto the ground covered in debris.
Her hands, arms, and calves were all covered in tiny porcelain shards, blood staining her green dress. Yet she paid no mind to it and scrambled to get to Huxin's bedside.
No matter what, she would do everything she could to protect the young lady!
Her life was given by Xiahou; the most important person to Xiahou was naturally the most important person to her, Qing Yan. Moreover, the current young lady was even more deserving of her utmost protection!
Qing Yan was just a step away from reaching the bedside.
Ouyang Pingtian and Xia Jinzhi hesitated to approach because of the porcelain shards scattered around the bed.
Ouyang Pingtian sneered coldly, her well-maintained face twisted into a grimace at that moment.
"Golden Branch." Ouyang Pingtian called out Xia Jinzhi's name softly and then signaled her with a glance.
Xia Jinzhi understood immediately, disregarding Qing Yan as she turned and ran outside.
In the room, only Qing Yan, struggling to rise from the pool of blood and porcelain shards, and Ouyang Pingtian with a smug sneer remained. Two maids limped in from the courtyard behind them.
The two maids had just been kicked out by Qing Yan moments ago. Now seeing Qing Yan in such a state brought them immense satisfaction. Ignoring their own injuries, they limped toward Qing Yan, and soon all three were tangled together by the bedside.
Ouyang Pingtian, seeing this, did not forget to take out a handkerchief and sat on the Xiangfei Chair, smugly wiping the corners of her mouth with a tone of mockery.
"You all go ahead and skin this little wretch. The harsher you are, the more rewards I will give you! Li Ma, Zhao Ma, I know you both like the few bolts of brocade silk that were recently sent to the Xia Family. If your performance today satisfies me, you won't miss out on your benefits later. I will definitely leave you a few sets of new clothes from those bolts of brocade silk!"
Ouyang Pingtian, who was usually stingy and miserly, seemed to see the key to the mistress of the Xia Family about to fall into her hands, and her tone was completely different from usual.
In the Xia Family, Xia Yingba had only one legitimate wife, Xia Huxin's mother, and had never established a concubine. Every Auntie in the Xia Family was eagerly hoping for even a concubine's position.
Unfortunately, Xia Yingba had long been indifferent to women. Ever since Xia Huxin's mother passed away, many Aunties had been sent to Xia Manor, but each one remained alone in an empty room. Only Ouyang Pingtian could serve Xia Yingba for three days each month.
Ouyang Pingtian seized this opportunity each month and bore Xia Yingba two children: Xia Jinzhi and Xia Zhao.
Xia Jinzhi was a daughter whom Xia Yingba ignored, but he was very attentive to his son, Xia Zhao. Unlike the other three sons of the Xia Family who were sent to Border Defense for training, he kept Xia Zhao by his side every day for personal instruction without letting anyone else interfere.
Even Ouyang Pingtian, as his mother, rarely saw Xia Zhao.
Xia Zhao was not close to her either.
However, with her son being favored, Ouyang Pingtian naturally became the temporary mistress of the Xia Family.
The other Aunties either flattered her or avoided her. Yet no matter how favored Ouyang Pingtian was, she knew very well that Xia Yingba's heart was not truly with her.
It seemed that Xia Yingba regarded her as a substitute for someone else.
It was obvious who that person was!
Thinking of this, a deep hatred flashed in Ouyang Pingtian's eyes! When she looked at Huxin on the bed, that hatred surged even more.
At this moment, Qing Yan along with Li Ma and Zhao Ma were all red-eyed. Ouyang Pingtian fiercely tossed aside her handkerchief and strode toward Huxin's bedside. She no longer cared about the shards of porcelain scattered on the ground.
Her hatred for the woman who made her a substitute was now fully vented onto Huxin.
Yet Huxin lay there as if asleep, motionless in her previous position. Even though chaos had erupted in the room and Qing Yan had already lost her voice shouting for Huxin, there was still no response from her.
Seeing Ouyang Pingtian approach Huxin's bedside with eyes full of rage, Qing Yan wanted to call out to Huxin but realized she had already lost her voice and could not make any sound.
Ouyang Pingtian walked around the scattered debris to the bedside, where Huxin was facing down, her hair covering her cheeks, making it impossible to see her expression. Only her even breathing could be faintly heard.
Ouyang Pingtian sneered at Huxin and gritted her teeth as she spoke,
"Hmph! Xia Huxin! It's your fate to fall into my hands! Your mother wronged me, and today I will take it out on you, her daughter! That dead mother of yours took all of the Lord's affection! You have also snatched away the fatherly love that was supposed to be given to Golden Branch! Today, the debts of both you and your mother will be counted on you! My chance to turn things around has finally come!"
As Ouyang Pingtian spoke, she raised her arm, swinging it down towards the half of Huxin's face that was obscured by her hair.
"Is the General here?! General! General! Please save our young lady!"
In a moment of crisis, Qing Yan, despite being unable to shout anymore, caught sight of a sedan chair flashing past outside the courtyard and yelled with all her might.
Ouyang Pingtian's raised arm froze in mid-air as she turned her head and indeed saw a carriage driving into the courtyard. The carriage, with its dark golden base, was not something just anyone could ride. Ouyang Pingtian felt a pang of fear; just as she was about to bring down her hand, Qing Yan's shout interrupted her. All of Ouyang Pingtian's fury turned towards Qing Yan.
With a twist of her arm, she swung a solid slap across Qing Yan's face.
Qing Yan's face was already bruised, her hair had long since come undone, and her emerald green dress was torn into shreds, looking utterly tragic.
Before Ouyang Pingtian's slap landed, she had viciously turned the ring on her finger inside out. The sapphire ring transformed into a deadly weapon in that moment, tearing a piece of flesh from Qing Yan's cheek.
Qing Yan let out a sharp scream, nearly fainting from the pain.
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