"You!!"
The sounds of Lady Zhu and Old Scholar Zhu's loud quarrel resounded throughout the courtyard.
But no one cared.
Neither the head maids nor the little maids, nor Old Master Tang and his three legitimate daughters, showed up.
Lady Zhu was being hit over and over with a cane, quickly covering her arms in bruises.
She realized that if she didn't get away soon, she might be beaten to death.
With disheveled hair and clothes in disarray, Lady Zhu dashed out like a ghost.
"Help!"
"Help!"
"Someone save me!"
Lady Zhu first ran to her eldest daughter's courtyard.
Tang Ying was enjoying a delicious breakfast just sent from the kitchen.
Her favorites: roast chicken, roast duck, roast goose; along with soy-pork, stewed trotters, sautéed intestines, and braised pork, all were present.
Her face was shiny with oil as she ate heartily.
A maid reported by her side.
"Madam requests to see you!"
Tang Ying impatiently waved her hand.
