Chapter 167: Thrashing the Chinaware in the House

Chapter 167 Thrashing the Chinaware in the House

"Why isn't she seeing the physician when she's injured? Is... she uninjured?" Qin Yuru's gaze landed on Nanny Yu with a malicious expression. Even though the nearby Di Yan didn't say a word, doubt crept into his pupils as well. Behind him was a physician in his thirties or forties.

They had come here from Qi Rongzhi's house. Qi Rongzhi was indeed injured, but her wound wasn't serious. Qin Yuru had her maid examine it and came to the conclusion that it wasn't as serious as Qi Rongzhi's limping suggested.

She didn't forget to leave Qi Rongzhi with some sarcastic remarks before coming to Qin Wanru's place. She figured that Qin Wanru's injury was even more superficial than Qi Rongzhi's, who had been standing in front of Qin Wanru in the first place. Qi Rongzhi at least drew blood, but Qin Wanru might very well be causing trouble on purpose.

Thus, when she heard that Nanny Yu said that Qin Wanru didn't want to see the physician, she couldn't stop herself from sneering at her.

Madam Di had injured her hand, and badly at that. More importantly, the medicine was mixed in with quite a large amount of a special ingredient. They had planned to spill it all over Qin Wanru. No matter which part of her skin the concoction touched, the scars would take a very long time to fade. Little did she imagine that Madam Di would fall victim to her scheme and spill the thing all over herself.

A drop of the concoction even splashed on her face. That was far harsher than what Qin Yuru had suffered on her face!

How could she be in a good mood?

"First Miss, um... The physician is a man. Our mistress hurt her calf, so it's not very appropriate," Nanny Yu said with a hesitant expression.

"How is it inappropriate? It's not like the physician will examine the wound himself. Meiyan can do it and just tell the physician after. That way, the physician will have a better grasp of the medicine and dosage he should prescribe," Qin Yuru replied impatiently.

"First Miss, there's no need to examine the wound. The physician can just prescribe some ointment. I've already bandaged the wound earlier. The wound has scabbed!" Nanny Yu said evasively, all while smiling.

"The wound has scabbed? Does that mean her wound isn't that deep? If that's the case, why did she act like she's badly injured earlier? Did she put on an act because she didn't want to care for Mother on her sickbed?" Qin Yuru said indignantly, glancing at the tightly-closed doors. She sneered.

No matter what, she swore that she would tear down Qin Wanru's pretenses today!

Her suspicion had now blossomed into certainty. Qin Wanru was putting on a show!

Seeing as Qin Yuru had misunderstood things, Nanny Yu hastily tried to explain herself. "The wound has scabbed now... but there was... a lot of blood earlier. Our mistress is pretty badly injured!"

"Then why can't she show her wound? What's wrong with me asking Meiyan to examine the wound? This back-and-forth refusal makes it seem like she can't show it to people!" Qin Yuru said coldly. She was determined to look at Qin Wanru's wound today.

"We've just bandaged the wound. If you open it now, you might exacerbate her wound... I think... it's best if the physician prescribes some ointment!" Nanny Yu said earnestly.

"Cousin Sister Yu, let's just leave some medicine for Cousin Sister Wan for now!" Di Yan said.

"Cousin Brother, how can you say that? If Qi Rongzhi barely wounded herself, how bad can her injury be?" Qin Yuru stamped her foot in anger.

Di Yan fell into silence. He cast Nanny Yu a doubtful look and asked, "Is she really badly injured?"

"Crown Prince, she's really badly injured! I'm not lying, neither is my mistress!" Sweat was gathering on Nanny Yu's forehead. Spreading her hands, she gave Di Yan a pleading look.

Her expression made Qin Yuru even angrier. She stepped forward to push Nanny Yu away and was about to storm in.

"First Miss, please halt! Our mistress is recuperating from her injury! Please don't disturb her rest!" Qing Yue came over, reaching out her hand to stop Qin Yuru. She looked as if she was going to stop Qin Yuru from entering.

She made Qin Yuru feel even more convinced that Qin Wanru was guilty. She shoved Qing Yue aside with greater force this time, causing the maid to knock into a nearby chair. The chair knocked into the side table and the teacups atop it tumbled downward, crashing loudly on the floor.

Seeing as Qing Yue was about to fall, another maid tried to grab her. To her surprise, Qing Yue didn't stop her falling momentum in the slightest and knocked on the flower rack beside her. The row of flowers, including the pots made of china that carried them, all fell to the floor and crashed one after another.

This gave Qin Yuru a fright as well. She took two steps backward, barely avoiding the pots.

The side table, the chair, the flower rack, flowers, and all sorts of chinaware were reduced into fragments on the floor, making for a very dire mess. Fortunately, the china pots didn't fall on anyone. The maid had pulled away Qing Yue just in time.

However, everything inside the house was ruined. Everyone, including the servants inside and outside the house, was stunned. Did First Miss come here to thrash Second Miss' house?

"Big Sister, why have you come to thrash my house?" No one knew when the doors opened. Qin Wanru stepped through the curtain and stood weakly by the door. She looked pale and frail. Her typically dark-red lips were an ashy white, a sign of her illness.

"I..." Qin Yuru wanted to deny the accusation and call everything an accident, but Qin Wanru interrupted her.

"Big Sister, I hurt my calf today. If you and Madam insist on me serving the ill, I'll do so but please allow me to rest for the day. I'll go tomorrow. What do you think?"

"Sure enough, you're bluffing!" Qin Yuru was distracted just like that.

"Cousin Sister Yu, Cousin Sister Wan is really injured!" Di Yan whispered, tugging on Qin Yuru's arm. After seeing how Qin Wanru looked, all of his suspicion dissipated.

He didn't even have to look at her wound to know that she was truly hurt and that the servant was telling the truth.

"Elder Sister, why are you always prejudiced against me? Why do you always think that I'm lying? Why do you think that I don't wish to care for Madam? With Madam being injured on top of being ill, shouldn't you be serving her now? Why are you so aggressive now, acting as if I'm committing a great sin if I don't go now?" Qin Wanru looked up, revealing a pair of watery eyes. Her pupils were as placid as water and yet they carried a hint of coldness.

She leaned on the door frame, with one leg partially suspended. Everyone could tell that she was truly injured.

"We'll know the truth once Meiyan examines your wound!" Qin Yuru sneered. She wouldn't believe whatever Qin Wanru says. Moreover, Qin Wanru's reluctance convinced her that the former was acting.

"Big Sister, what if I refuse to show Meiyan?" Qin Wanru's gaze turned a few degrees colder. Her body swayed ever so slightly and Qing Yue hastily ran over to support her.

"You don't dare to show her?" Qin Yuru asked icily. She was more and more certain that she was correct.

Qin Wanru coughed quietly. She looked at Qin Yuru with her limpid eyes and asked, "Big Sister, did you bring your people to thrash my house because you think I'm feigning my injury? Does Madam know you're kicking up a fuss here?" Even though she had few people on her side, her aura wasn't lacking in the least.

Di Yan reached out his hand to pull Qin Yuru. His frustration was growing. Hedonistic as he was, he found something very wrong with the way Qin Yuru was dealing with matters. The broken fragments all over the floor showed just how unreasonable Qin Yuru apparently was. Shouldn't she speak politely at this point?

Qin Yuru had no plans of letting Qin Wanru off. She flung off Di Yan's hand and asked, "So what if Mother knows? Qin Wanru, you don't want to care for her, do you?"

"I'll be there tomorrow. I just want to rest for the day. Can't you and Madam soldier on for a while?" Qin Wanru's long and sharply brows knitted as she looked at the mess in her house. "Is that way Madam told you to thrash my house?"

In contrast to Qin Yuru's aggressive stance, Qin Wanru appeared particularly tolerant and even a little lenient. Perhaps she could even be considered taking the larger picture to mind!

"So what if that's true?" Of course, Qin Yuru took it to mean that Qin Wanru was feeling guilty. Her voice became even louder.

She had just finished talking when she heard an ice-cold voice coming from behind her. "Yuru, who sent you here to thrash your sister's house?"

Qin Huaiyong entered the house with large strides. Taking in the broken fragments on the floor and Di Yan's presence, he was so livid that his face was tainted green. Conflicts between sisters were no big deal but to get into an argument in front of an outsider? How could Qin Huaiyong not get mad?

Di Yan's expression alone told him what Qin Yuru had done. It made Di Yan very unhappy as well. Perhaps it was more accurate to say that no man would want his fiancee to be a shrew instead of a dignified young lady from a distinguished family!

The moment she saw Qin Huaiyong, Qin Yuru immediately went up to him to accuse Qin Wanru. She said, "Father, Second Sister is feigning her injury to avoid caring for Mother."

She had already sent someone to inform Qin Huaiyong about what happened in Madam Di's courtyard earlier.

"She feigned her injury?" Qin Huaiyong's gaze fell on Qin Wanru. It wasn't clear what he thought about it.

"General, Second Miss is truly injured and badly at that. If you don't believe, you can let someone examine it. You can't let First Miss slander our mistress!" Nanny Yu ran up to Qin Huaiyong and knelt in front of him. Tears began streaming down her face. "First Miss insisted that our mistress is lying and even turned the house upside down. Even though our mistress says she'll serve Madam tomorrow after a day's rest, First Miss is still unsatisfied."

"Father, please send someone to examine the wound then." Qin Wanru looked at the fragments on the floor helplessly before looking up. Her watery eyes were filled with a hint of grief but her face was calm and serene.

She then turned around and entered the interior room.

"Meiyan! Go in and take a look!" Qin Wanru ordered, looking rather pleased with herself.

"Miss..." Meiyan suddenly became flustered.

"What are you waiting for? Go in!" Qin Yuru said sharply.

Meiyan had no choice but to enter the interior room. Qin Wanru was sitting on the bed. Qing Yue helped her lift her skirt and slowly undid the bandage on her calf. Crimson red permeated the cloth. Meiyan turned pale and her teeth began chattering. Still, she dared not say a word.

The pungent smell of blood drifted in the air as Qing Yue undid the bandage. When it was finally unveiled, a wound much larger than Qi Rongzhi's came into view. The wound appeared to drag across Qin Wanru's slender calf. It was so bloody that it wasn't clear how deep the wound was. Blood began spilling out the moment the bandage was unwrapped as if because no ointment was placed on it.

The smell of blood became even more pungent!

"Meiyan, did you get a clear look?" Qin Wanru looked up, directing a cold gaze at Meiyan. Under her watchful eyes, Meiyan began to tremble. "Is the injury real?"