Inside the room, the air was filled with an inescapable stench of blood.
Lady Fang lay on the bed, her face as pale as paper, and her skirt was soaked with blood. She had been crying out earlier, but now, perhaps she heard the scream from Zhang Qiuju, she didn't dare to shout anymore and only sobbed quietly.
Like a wild beast, Zhang Qiuju rushed into the room. She saw Lady Fang and without a word, slapped her twice: "You wretch! Tell me, whose bastard is in your belly?"
The two slaps left Lady Fang with a bleeding lip and half-dazed, sprawled on the bed unable to regain her senses.
The maid attending to Lady Fang screamed and wanted to help her, but seeing Zhang Qiuju's fiery expression, she timidly shrunk back to the side.
Lady Fang opened her mouth and glanced at the maid, saying with difficulty: "Go, quickly find the master—"
