CHAPTER 178: CHAPTER 178: THE DEATH OF SU YUE

Ever since she learned she was pregnant, Rong Qing had been lording it over the Zhao family.

All the chores like washing clothes and cooking fell back onto Zhao Yuyan, which made Zhao Yuyan, who had been living like a young lady for a while, utterly despise Rong Qing.

"Once you’re done with the laundry, help me stew the bird’s nest," Rong Qing ordered Zhao Yuyan, who was washing clothes, while cracking melon seeds in the courtyard.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuyan instantly erupted, throwing the clothes back into the basin.

"Su Yue, what are you to dare order me around?!"

Zhao Yuyan felt utterly aggrieved. This was clearly a lowly servant girl, yet now she was lording it over her, even eating precious bird’s nest, something Zhao Yuyan had never even seen before!

If only she had been the one to attend that birthday banquet, it would be her, Zhao Yuyan, carrying royal blood, not this wretched woman.

Rong Qing caressed her abdomen and said, "My name is Rong Qing, not Su Yue. From now on, I’ll be the birth mother of the Sixth Prince’s eldest son. Do you think I have the right to order you around?"

"Heh, when I enter the Sixth Prince’s Manor later, I might grudgingly let you be my personal maid."

Rong Qing curled her lip, scoffing, "Your body isn’t clean; who knows if this child is the Sixth Prince’s or my brother’s? Don’t get happy too soon, lest you rejoice for nothing."

Rong Qing’s face subtly changed. This was also her fear, but she stubbornly deluded herself into believing it must be the Sixth Prince’s!

Now, exposed by Zhao Yuyan, she felt a surge of panic.

She abruptly stood up and slapped Zhao Yuyan across the face: "This child is definitely the Sixth Prince’s! I’ve calculated the days! I know you’ve always been jealous that I’m carrying the Sixth Prince’s child, but people’s fates are all predetermined. Some people are destined to be superior, and even if they face temporary setbacks, those will eventually pass! While others..."

Rong Qing paused, glancing disdainfully at Zhao Yuyan, who was covering her face, furious but daring not to speak, then continued, "Are destined to be rubbish, trampled underfoot their entire lives!"

Finishing, she saw the sun was a bit strong, shielded her forehead with her hand, and said coyly, "Oh dear, the sun is so fierce today, I’m going to get tanned like a lump of coal."

With that, she swayed her hips and walked into the house.

Zhao Yuyan, already on the verge of an outburst, heard the words ’lump of coal’ and her eyes instantly darkened.

Because she had worked in the countryside for years, no matter how much she tried to care for it, her skin was never as fair as the young ladies’ in the capital.

Watching Rong Qing’s fair and tender skin, the hatred in Zhao Yuyan’s eyes intensified. Suddenly, she screamed and charged towards Rong Qing.

Rong Qing only heard Zhao Yuyan shriek behind her. She turned around just as Zhao Yuyan, like a mad cow, crashed into her stomach.

Zhao Yuyan had used all her strength. Rong Qing was knocked back several steps and fell to the ground.

Instantly, a warm gush flowed down her thighs.

"Ah, it hurts so much! My stomach hurts so much! My child..."

Seeing the bloodstains beneath Rong Qing, Zhao Yuyan also panicked.

"Mother! Come quickly! Mother!"

Madam Zhao emerged from the house and froze at the sight.

"Mother, she cursed at me first, so I... I didn’t mean for this to happen, Mother, what do we do?" Zhao Yuyan’s voice was tearful.

Rong Qing lay on the ground, wailing, "Quickly, call a doctor! Save my child! This is the Sixth Prince’s child! Call a doctor..."

Madam Zhao slapped Zhao Yuyan, angrily exclaiming, "How could you cause such a huge problem?! This, what do we do?!"

Just then, the courtyard gate was pushed open, and Zhao Huaian returned.

Rong Qing’s eyes lit up, "Young Master, please call a doctor! Young Master, I beg you, save this child..."

Zhao Huaian paused, glancing at Madam Zhao and Zhao Yuyan.

Zhao Yuyan lowered her head in fear.

Madam Zhao asked, "A’er, what do we do now?"

Zhao Huaian said calmly, "If the child is gone, then it’s gone. Help her inside."

The Sixth Prince’s attitude towards him had been strange lately, occasionally testing him, and clearly not treating him as before.

He already knew that Rong Qing’s right hand was ruined and she could no longer transcribe that false evidence.

These past few days, he had seen Rong Qing’s true colors. Even if she gained power one day, she wouldn’t bring him any benefit.

She might even turn around and deal with them, because they had seen her at her most desperate.

Now that the child was gone, and her body was also unclean, she was a useless person.

Zhao Yuyan hadn’t expected her brother not to scold her, nor to get angry, and not even to consider calling a doctor.

Zhao Yuyan’s eyes lit up, and she looked at Rong Qing on the ground with disdain.

Rong Qing hadn’t expected Zhao Huaian to be so ruthless.

"Zhao Huaian! You, you heartless beast! You’re not human!" Rong Qing cursed in a cold voice, enduring the sharp cramps in her abdomen.

Zhao Huaian ignored her, not even looking at her, and walked into the house.

"Help her inside."

Zhao Yuyan went to help her, but Rong Qing waved her hand and pushed her away.

"It’s all you! You killed my child! You murderer!"

Zhao Yuyan grew angry, cursing, "I was kindly helping you. Since you don’t appreciate it, then just sun yourself in the courtyard!"

With that, she also walked into the house.

Rong Qing turned her head, seeing how cold-blooded the Zhao family was, truly leaving her alone in the courtyard.

She found strength from somewhere, actually managed to crawl up, grabbed the chopping knife from the courtyard, and rushed towards the others, yelling.

"Bitch! Bitch! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!"

Zhao Yuyan felt a sharp pain in her hand and shrieked.

Seeing half her palm severed, her eyes instantly rolled back, and she fainted.

The chopping knife was extremely sharp. Having tasted blood, Rong Qing became even more deranged.

Madam Zhao shrieked and hid behind her son.

Rong Qing’s trousers were soaked with blood from the miscarriage.

She took one bloody step after another, like a demon from hell come to claim a life.

Zhao Huaian was shocked, grabbing a long wooden stick nearby and striking Rong Qing.

One blow, two blows—Rong Qing, already weakened by the miscarriage, was out of strength.

"Clang!" The chopping knife fell to the ground.

At this moment, Madam Zhao shrieked, snatched the wooden stick from Zhao Huaian’s hand, and mercilessly beat Rong Qing.

Rong Qing was beaten without any power to retaliate and fell to the ground.

Zhao Huaian stood calmly, watching his mother’s ferocity.

"You little hussy, my Zhao family provided you with food and clothing, and you repay kindness with enmity!"

"My Yuyan! How will she ever marry now!"

"Bitch! I’ll beat you to death! Beat you to death!"

After an unknown period, Zhao Huaian’s calm voice sounded, "Mother, stop hitting her."

"This old woman will hit her! This old woman—"

"She’s already stopped breathing."

Madam Zhao’s movements froze. She glanced at the person on the ground.

She was no longer recognizable.

Madam Zhao shrieked, dropped the stick, and turned to retch.

After a long moment, she straightened up, looked at Zhao Huaian, and asked, "Now, what do we do now?"

Zhao Huaian said calmly, "Rong Qing was originally our family’s servant girl; beating a servant girl to death is nothing major. When night falls, roll her up in a mat and throw her in the pauper’s graveyard."

Madam Zhao finally quieted down.

"Help Yuyan inside, clean this place up, and I’ll go call a doctor."

Madam Zhao was already distraught, only knowing to do whatever her son told her.

...

Su Li learned about the events at the Zhao family the next day.

When she heard that Su Yue had been beaten to death after a miscarriage and then discarded in the pauper’s graveyard, the hand holding the brush paused.

Then she sighed, continuing to practice calligraphy.

She then stared blankly at the characters on the paper.

Si Qin approached and saw the words ’Karma’s cycle, all things return’ written on the paper.

Si Qin softly called, "Miss?"

Su Li came back to her senses, walked to the window, and silently gazed at the budding plum tree.

Su Yue, in my previous life, you caused me to die, carrying two lives, and be buried in a pauper’s graveyard.

In this life, you’ve met the same end.

The cycle of karma in this world is truly wondrous.

Su Li silently, once again, thanked heaven in her heart. What they say about good and evil eventually getting their due reward must be true.

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