CHAPTER 1971: CHAPTER 1973

Once the conversation was opened, Qian Xiaoqing no longer feared anything; the panic she felt at the moment her face was ruined was gone.

She had figured it out—there was no way out of today’s mess. If she wasn’t going to be killed, she’d end up in court. So she spoke freely, hoping to annoy Yang Chuxia a bit, wondering why she deserved to live so comfortably.

"Hmph, let me tell you, originally I didn’t want to kidnap Yang Jindi. I wanted to abduct your two sons," Qian Xiaoqing said with a sinister smile. "Your two sons are good-looking enough to sell for a good price; it could even feed me meat for a few days."

"What a pity I lost my way in the courtyard and couldn’t find out where your sons lived; otherwise, I would have definitely sold them."

Qian Xiaoqing chuckled, "Look at you, a worthless woman, living in such a good place with such good sons. I look better than you, had a better life growing up, without beatings or scolding, and you married me off to a beggar? I wish I could eat your flesh and drink your blood."

Her words enraged not only Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an but even Yang Qingtong and his brothers couldn’t hold back.

"Sis, such a vile woman should be reported to the authorities; send her to prison for a proper lesson," Yang Qingtong said furiously. Women with such vicious hearts are a menace alive; his two cute nephews, how dare she think to sell them?

As for Ms. Qian of Wang Family, she was dumbfounded. How could she have imagined her niece harbored such thoughts? Although she wasn’t fond of Yang Chuxia, she never considered kidnapping children.

At most, she’d irritate Yang Chuxia a bit.

Yang Chuxia remained silent, but Ye Zi’an knew she was brewing a storm.

"Ming Lan, go report to the authorities. Tell them there’s a kidnapper here."

"Yes!"

Indeed, once Ming Lan left, Yang Chuxia sprang at Qian Xiaoqing, accompanied by the sound of snapping, soon followed by the agonizing cries echoing above Prince An’s Mansion.

It’s said that fingers are connected to the heart, and now all ten of Qian Xiaoqing’s fingers were broken.

"Wretch, thinking of kidnapping my sons?" Yang Chuxia’s eyes were bloodshot, unable to imagine what she would do if her two sons were taken.

"You say you look good? Just look at your pathetic face, is that what you call good-looking? Your face is covered in spots, your skin is yellow like a ghost, even dead fish eyes look better than yours, yet you dare claim to look good? You claim your life was better than mine growing up? Have you no shame? You’re just trash dragged into the Wang Family by your aunt, shameless thing. What’s wrong with marrying a beggar? Even a beggar would be too good for a wretch like you; marrying a beast would insult the beast."

"Everyone, she claims marrying a beggar is beneath her? Go fetch me thirty beggars, and if I don’t deal with her today, I’m no Yang!"

"Yes!"

The Yang Family’s servants were obedient, took orders immediately, and went to accomplish the task. The Capital City was now full of refugees and beggars, easy to find, and within an hour, a group of beggars had gathered.

Ye Zi’an initially planned to stop her, but the authorities hadn’t arrived yet.

"Leave her alive, don’t kill her."

Yang Chuxia snorted and threw Qian Xiaoqing to Ye Yi.

At this point, Qian Xiaoqing began to fear genuinely. Dozens of beggars—how could she not be afraid?

"Aunt, save me, save me!" Ms. Qian was her only hope for rescue.

Ms. Qian also felt this was too harsh, and as she was about to speak, she heard Yang Chuxia say, "If you dare say another word, I’ll send you to join her."