7 Chapter 7: Trouble Brewing (2/2)

”It's already good that I am willing to ask the emperor to let the imperial physician look at her. Do you really want the whole kingdom to know that Yao Xiuying, the pride of the general's estate, was beaten by Ying Yue,a trash who can't even cultivate? Do you want her reputation to be ruined?”

Hearing Jiang Won's words, the reality of the situation donned on Jiu Niu. That was right, if this information were to get out, wouldn't her daughter's reputation be tossed in the trash? What would people say if she couldn't even defend herself against someone with no cultivation? Thinking on this, Jiu Niu calmed down. Besides, even if Jiang Won didn't personally take action, that didn't mean that she couldn't do something. Thinking this, Jiu Niu's raging heart finally stilled. They still had time. There were hundreds of ways to get rid of tramp without letting the public have a clue of what transpired.

Jiu Niu looked at her daughter and sighed. It looked like they would have to swallow this defeat for now.

”Don't worry, your father is right. We wouldn't want word of what happened to reach the ears of the public. If your father were to fly into a rage and punish Ying Yue, the servants would find out what happened and tell other people. Then, we would have no way to save your reputation.”

Hearing what Jiu Niu said, Jiang Won relaxed. It seemed his wife finally understood. Good. Seeing has how everything now seemed to be under control, he simply turned to Jiu Niu, said ”I'll leave the rest to you,” and then left the hall.

Seeing that her father had left, Yao Xiuying felt as though things had not gone how they should. She looked at Jiu Niu indigent.

”Mother, how could you agree with father? Can't you see what she did to me? Why can't we go kill her? She's just a waste anyway.”

Jiu Niu looked at this daughter whom she loved the most and felt pain in her heart. As much as she would love to go and strangle Ying Yue to death right now, they could not.

”Yao Xiuying, I didn't say we would do nothing. We just can't do anything obvious.”

”What do you mean,” Yao Xiuying asked, not following what her mother was implying.

”I mean, we can take care of her in secret.”

When Yao Xiuying heard this, it clicked in her head what her mother was saying. An unsightly smile broke out on her face, as she thought of all the ways she could torture Ying Yue.

As the two schemed on how they would deal with Ying Yue, soft laughter could be heard. To anyone passing by, they would think the mother and daughter pair were discussing something pleasant, like flowers or embroidery, not murder.