Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 171 Canglan Ferry (41)

When Madam Zhang stormed into Jinxiu Garden with her servants, Yan Jinhe was leaning against a chaise lounge reading a book.

Hearing the noise, she sat up and asked Yin Xin, who was massaging her legs, "What happened?"

Just as Yin Xin was about to go out to take a look, the door to the room was suddenly kicked open from the outside, and Madam Zhang walked in surrounded by a large group of servants wielding sticks.

Upon seeing Madam Zhang, Yan Jinhe's expression hardened, and she immediately realized that her plan to spread rumors had been exposed.

A fleeting hint of guilt crossed her eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by greater pride.

The angrier Madam Zhang gets, the more miserable the fate of that bitch Jiang Li and Zhang Shulan will be.

Did they find the bodies of these two people, or bring back the living people who had already been defiled?

Regardless, she achieved her goal.

Although she was not favored by the Duke's mansion, she was still nominally the wife of the heir apparent, and had the Yan family backing her up. Even if Madam Zhang was angry, could she just beat her to death?

With this in mind, Yan Jinhe felt more confident and asked calmly, "Mrs. Zhang? What are you doing?"

"Stop pretending, Yan Jinhe. I have already investigated and found out that you sent people to maliciously spread rumors."

Yan Jinhe continued to feign ignorance: "What rumors? I've been staying in Jinxiu Garden for days without going out, and I know nothing about the outside world. Has something serious happened?"

Madam Zhang watched her act with cold eyes, not ignoring the barely suppressed smugness in her eyes. She stepped forward and slapped her across the face.

Yan Jinhe was caught off guard by the slap and covered her face, staring at her in disbelief.

She hadn't expected Madam Zhang to actually dare to lay a hand on her, and immediately flew into a rage, saying, "Madam Zhang, I respect you as an elder, but the Duke's mansion is not a place for you to run wild. You hit me for no reason today, and I will tell my father the truth about this..."

"Since I dared to come, I'm not afraid of your Yan family!"

Madam Zhang's anger was almost uncontrollable. She reached out and grabbed Yan Jinhe's hair at the back of her head, pulled her in front of her, and slapped her again with her backhand. Her hatred was almost overflowing from her tone.

"I don't care about the internal strife in your Duke's mansion, but you've unjustly implicated my daughter and ruined her reputation. Do you really think my Zhang family is a pushover that anyone can bully? Today, even if I have to lose face, I'll peel off your skin and let everyone in the capital see that the Yan family has produced a vicious woman with a heart of stone!"

She dragged Yan Jinhe outside: "Come with me, and tell everyone what you've done!"

Yan Jinhe saw stars from the two slaps, and felt as if the scalp on the back of her head was being torn off. When she heard Madam Zhang tell her to go out and admit to spreading rumors in front of the people, she immediately struggled.

"Let go of me! Let go of me!" Yan Jinhe grabbed Madam Zhang's arm and tried to pry her hands off.

However, she was half a head shorter than Madam Zhang and not as strong. In addition, Madam Zhang was in a fit of rage, so she was unable to break free for a while.

Yan Jinhe turned her head and saw Yin Xin standing helplessly to the side. She kicked her hard and said, "Idiot, what are you standing there for? Come and help!"

Yin Xin then realized what was happening and hurriedly stepped forward to try to rescue Yan Jinhe from Madam Zhang's clutches.

Seeing this, the maids and servants of the Zhang family rushed forward to help Madam Zhang. In an instant, chaos erupted in the Brocade Garden, with screams, shouts, and the sounds of things being smashed filling the air.

When Madam Xu and Madam Feng arrived in a hurry and saw the chaotic scene, they were immediately at a loss. They didn't know whether to help Yan Jinhe or pull Madam Zhang aside. All they could do was try to persuade them to calm down...

In the chaos, Yan Jinhe was pushed to the ground, her cheek pressed against a pile of broken porcelain, and she suddenly let out a shrill scream.

The distorted scream acted as a pause button, instantly halting the chaotic fight.

All eyes were on Yan Jinhe's face, some with disbelief, others gasping in shock.

In her twenty years of life, Yan Jinhe had never been involved in such a violent conflict. She was stunned by the pain when she fell to the ground and it took her a long time to come to her senses.

In the eerie silence, she sensed something was amiss from the stares of everyone around her. Even Madam Zhang, who had been making the most noise, looked somewhat bewildered and immediately reached out to touch her face.

Her fingertips touched something warm and sticky. She opened her hand and saw bright red blood. She belatedly realized that her face had been cut.

Yan Jinhe's pupils contracted slightly.

Ignoring everything else, she scrambled to her feet and stumbled to the dressing table.

When she saw a wound more than two inches long and deep enough to see bone on her cheek in the mirror, almost running across the left side of her face, her breathing suddenly became rapid.

She's disfigured!!!

She knew very well how important appearance was to a woman.

My father married several concubines, all of whom were beautiful. My elder brother's mistress was also very charming. Even Jiang Li was chosen by Pei Wangzhou because of her face.

Having beauty alone is a woman's tragedy, but with the support of wealth, power, talent, and status, beauty becomes a woman's greatest trump card.

She originally planned to kill Jiang Li, then divorce Pei Wangzhou, return to the Yan family for two years, and then find another husband to marry.

With the family background of the Grand Tutor's Mansion, and with her own looks and talent, she wouldn't be too bad off even if she remarried.

But now, she is disfigured.

This is tantamount to sentencing her to death for the rest of her life.

Having been married twice and disfigured, no one would be willing to marry her as their principal wife unless she became a concubine.

They ruined themselves!!!

Yan Jinhe was trembling all over. She turned her head away from the mirror and glared venomously at everyone present.

Even the composed Madam Zhang felt a jolt in her heart when she saw Yan Jinhe's disheveled hair, half her face covered in blood, and her terrifying, sinister appearance, resembling a female ghost.

In a short moment, Yan Jinhe saw through her fate of either dying alone or being hastily married. Perhaps out of extreme anger, she became calm and resigned to her fate.

She slid down in front of the dressing table, stared at Madam Zhang and the trembling Xu and Feng, and suddenly burst into laughter.

She laughed so hard she could hardly breathe, and her laughter sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

"Mrs. Zhang, you guessed right, it was I who spread the rumors." Yan Jinhe's eyes were filled with madness. "The person I wanted to deal with was Jiang Li, but who told your daughter to be so blind as to associate with that vile woman!"

Madam Zhang was furious: "You..."

"I admit I did it, so what can you do to me? My father is the Grand Tutor of the court, do you dare to kill me?" Yan Jinhe provocatively said with arrogance, "If you want to blame someone, blame your daughter for being worthless. Jiang Li deserves it, she deserves it too!"

Madam Zhang was so angry that she couldn't catch her breath. A suffocating pain shot through her chest, and she staggered, almost falling over.

The maid beside her quickly helped her up: "Madam..."

Madam Zhang's face turned ashen, her trembling finger pointing at Yan Jinhe. After a long pause, she could only manage to utter a harmless sentence: "You wicked woman! You will die a horrible death!"

Yan Jinhe looked at her helpless rage, and then at Feng and Xu, who were standing beside her, looking indignant but speechless. She felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

"Die a horrible death? That's not my opinion. On the contrary, it's your daughter who's probably lying under some bandit's body, writhing and begging for pleasure right now."

Yan Jinhe deliberately provoked Madam Zhang, "I heard that your daughter is betrothed to the second son of the Crown Prince's tutor. Such a good marriage, what a pity... Do you think that if she had been lucky enough to survive, would the second son still want a woman whose body has been defiled by bandits?"

Madam Zhang was breathing rapidly, and the veins on her forehead were bulging. She looked like she was about to faint from the anger caused by Yan Jinhe's words.

Just then, a servant rushed in like a gust of wind, his loud voice echoing throughout the entire Brocade Garden.

"Madam! Miss Jiang and Miss Zhang are back!!!"