Xiangzhou Chapter: Soul Transmigration to Another World Chapter 13: The Winds Shift Unilaterally

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Ye Qiaoqiao immediately added, “Neither you nor Bai Lei consider my feelings, so why should I care about yours? Who’s shameless, just keep that to yourself, alright?”

Someone in the crowd suddenly burst out laughing.

Seeing everyone laughing and no one coming to her aid, Zheng Qianjuan quickly changed her tactic. Turning her head toward the crowd, she began to sob, “You don’t understand! Come take a look—has anyone ever seen a daughter-in-law like this? She not only drove away her own husband but beat my son until he looked like a pig’s head. And now she’s repeating the same trick, trying to silence her mother-in-law permanently.”

Ye Qiaoqiao let out a scoffing sound, glancing around at the onlookers. Seeing that no one was stepping forward to help, she sneered coldly, “Save that pitiful act. If you stayed silent, no one would treat you like a mute.”

“Look at this—do you think these are the words of a daughter-in-law? Everyone, come and see for yourselves!” Zheng Qianjuan cried, gasping for breath, as if sworn to drag Ye Qiaoqiao down with her.

But Ye Qiaoqiao was not one to be trifled with. Seeing how things had turned, she decided not to be too lenient. She gave a subtle signal to Uncle Zhang nearby to throw her out.

At the same time, she said, “Just look at yourself—you’re nothing but a shameless dog who can only crap and not speak.”

“Ye Qiaoqiao, no wonder no one loves you!” Zheng Qianjuan spat venomously.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Uncle Zhang grabbed her like a chick and hauled her out the door.

A few kind-hearted women, seeing Zheng Qianjuan being dragged out like that, felt pity for the old lady and began to voice their displeasure, sparking a heated debate.

Seeing this, Zheng Qianjuan put on a fierce expression and hurled insults once more, “It’s no big deal if you hit and scold me, but you should never have insulted my unborn grandson with those hell money notes!”

“Watch your words and bring proof; don’t just throw dirt on me for no reason!” Ye Qiaoqiao retorted angrily, turning her head to glare fiercely at Zheng Qianjuan.

Zheng Qianjuan, emboldened by the crowd, shamelessly slandered even more, “What? Am I wrong? That day, you threw hell money at my pregnant daughter-in-law and insulted her wantonly.”

Her expression made it seem as if she had witnessed it firsthand.

“Oh? In that case, do you also know where those hell money notes came from?”

Hearing this, Zheng Qianjuan faltered, unable to respond. She had only told Xiang Ling’er and Bai Lei that Ye Qiaoqiao had insulted them with hell money, but nothing else.

Could there be something else she was hiding?

“Of course you bought them, deliberately cursing my grandson!” Zheng Qianjuan’s face twisted with malice.

Ye Qiaoqiao scanned the crowd again, seeing no one stepping forward to defend her, and said, “Is that so? Then perhaps I should speak for myself and tell everyone the truth?”

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With a look that said, “If you want a fight, I’m more than willing to go all the way.”

Seeing this, Zheng Qianjuan gave up pretending and said, “Go ahead, say it. If you can’t, don’t accuse me of throwing dirt!”

“Indeed, since you’re in the capital, you probably don’t know where that hell money came from. It was your beloved eldest son and his good wife who prepared those hell money notes for me. I merely made good use of what was given to me!”

Whispers began to ripple through the crowd.

“Remember the storyteller’s versions of that tale?”

“Of course, Lady Chen climbed out of the grave and tore apart the palace’s top scholar with her bare hands!”

“Seems that story is true after all.”

“Yeah, I think so too. Look at the Zheng family—they’re clearly clinging to the mighty Ye family tree and yet still treat Ye Qiaoqiao so viciously.”

“Exactly. Her son has a concubine on the side, but she spins it to sound so righteous. Like mother, like son!”

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Zheng Qianjuan’s face turned pale and flushed in turn. Living in the capital and unaware of Ye Qiaoqiao’s near burial alive ordeal, she saw the tide turning against her family and grew furious, shouting, “Ye Qiaoqiao, you’re really something!”

“Don’t be so quick to anger. With your gleaming forehead, you’ll surely have many descendants one day,” Ye Qiaoqiao replied with a smile.

After that, Zheng Qianjuan truly burst into tears. She had tried to defend her son but only ended up beaten and the public opinion turning against her family.

It was a crushing defeat, both personally and socially.

Still unsatisfied, she glared fiercely at Ye Qiaoqiao and panted, “We’ll see about this!”

“Yes, we’ll see you in court, then,” Ye Qiaoqiao said dismissively.

Hearing this, Zheng Qianjuan turned her head and fainted on the spot.

Watching her collapse, Ye Qiaoqiao shook her head and ordered Uncle Zhang, “Carry her aside and find a doctor to treat her. I don’t want to see her again.”

“Yes, Miss,” Uncle Zhang responded and went to carry out the order.

Nearby, Han Xiang whispered softly, “Miss, you’re too kind. After all she’s done to you, you still worry about her and even arrange for a doctor. It’s really…”

“You don’t understand—saving a life is worth more than building a seven-story pagoda. Our ancestors wouldn’t let me stand by and do nothing,” Ye Qiaoqiao said seriously.

Then she turned and went into the inner room, sitting down on a carved chair by the window, gently massaging her temples.

Thinking about Zheng Qianjuan’s sudden visit today, she was sure it had something to do with Chen Bai Lei. But where had Chen Bai Lei and Xiang Ling’er gone?

She had been too busy dealing with Zheng Qianjuan’s nonsense this morning to consider why Chen Bai Lei was absent.

Stretching out her slender fingers, Ye Qiaoqiao calculated quietly, her expression changing repeatedly.

Inwardly, she cursed, “What a scumbag. Even now, he’s invited by the magistrate to visit his home.”

At that moment, Han Xiang entered with a cup of hot tea, placing it on the table gently. “Miss, please have some tea and rest.”

Ye Qiaoqiao picked up the cup and took a small sip.

Han Xiang continued, “Before, you said Chen Bai Lei’s mother wasn’t a good person. Now that I’ve met her, I truly find her extremely detestable. Her mouth is like it’s been sprayed with filth.”

“What did you expect? After waking up, she won’t just let things go,” Ye Qiaoqiao said with a cold smile, setting down the cup.

“Miss, you’d better prepare your plans and strategies early. No matter what, I’ll be by your side,” Han Xiang said loyally.

Ye Qiaoqiao smiled lightly. “You’re the best. You never gave up on me, even when I was buried alive!”

“Miss, please don’t say that. We grew up like sisters. In my heart, you are the master I serve all my life and the sister closest to me,” Han Xiang’s eyes glistened with tears, filled with gratitude and reluctance.

Seeing her so earnest, Ye Qiaoqiao refrained from saying more.

She was never good with sentimental words and instead said, “Go prepare some tea. We still have bigger challenges ahead.”

“Understood,” Han Xiang replied and went to prepare the tea.