Chapter 1549 - 1550: Netherworld, Other Shore Flower 24
Sang Ming, standing nearby, stepped forward with a smile and said,
"Such beautiful ladies as yourselves must be very close to your husbands."
As he spoke, he handed out the silver to each.
Praised for their beauty and given silver, the two exchanged glances.
They were naturally delighted.
Lady Zhao spoke up,
"What do you wish to ask?"
Sang Ming replied,
"I want to ask about the incident three years ago where Hu Rou was drowned."
At those words, the two women paused their tasks one after another.
Then Miss Qian said with a smile,
"That matter stirred up quite a scandal known to everyone.
Hu Rou was unfaithful, involved with multiple men, always seducing, utterly shameless.
So, our clan leader and a person of high moral standing, with unanimous consent, decided to drown her as punishment."
Sang Ming looked at Su Yan and said,
"Miss Su, you see, it was Hu Rou’s own fault."
Su Yan looked at Miss Qian and said,
"I heard that her face was also scarred."
Miss Qian’s smile stiffened for a moment,
"Her face was scarred, perhaps by a stone or maybe she realized her own wrongs.
Such matters, how would we women know?"
Su Yan continued,
"Your husbands, Qian Shan and Zhao Fugui, were the last to see her when she was confined.
It’s said that the two even intended to commit indecent acts against her."
As soon as these words fell, the two women’s expressions changed simultaneously.
Exchanging a glance, they retorted,
"You speak nonsense!
It was that shameless Hu Rou who seduced our husbands.
How would our husbands commit such acts against someone so shameful?!"
These words came from Lady Zhao.
It was obvious at a glance.
Compared to Miss Qian, Lady Zhao was somewhat less composed.
Su Yan questioned,
"She was already confined, how did she seduce your husbands?
Your husbands were the ones tempted by lust, attempting to commit disgraceful acts."
Lady Zhao clenched the embroidery in her hand tightly in anger.
She held it back again and again.
Until Su Yan said again,
"Hu Rou was drowned, called shameless, but your husbands were no better."
Finally, Lady Zhao couldn’t hold back any longer,
"Who are you to her?! Do you know what she did?!
She used those filthy things to seduce my husband!
Otherwise, why would my husband sneak out at midnight to find her where she was confined?!"
Su Yan, without any change in expression, replied seriously,
"So, your husbands did indeed go, intending to do something disgraceful."
As Su Yan finished speaking, Lady Zhao was too furious to speak.
In the end, she could only wave her hand,
"It’s pointless to explain to you.
You, a woman yet to be married, how would you understand?"
With that, she began to drive Su Yan away.
Nearby, Hu Rou, who had been silently propping up a round paper umbrella, finally spoke.
Her words carried hatred, sounding eerie,
"You say she used something filthy to seduce, what was it? Let’s hear it."
On the side, Lady Zhao was also angry, too furious to continue her needlework.
"Why do you want to know these things?
In any case, she deserved to be drowned!"
Hu Rou stepped forward,
"If you can’t say, if it’s mere slander, I will also see you buried with her!"
Nearby, the usually composed Miss Qian finally spoke,
"Do you want to know?
What virtuous woman would casually give her handkerchief to another man?"
Just as she finished speaking, Lady Zhao couldn’t hold back anymore and added,
"Not just that, there were also those worn bellybands, intimate clothes.
Zhu Chai, she couldn’t wait to let the whole village know how shameless she was!"
Hu Rou’s eyes were red with anger,
"You lie!"
Saying this, she raised her hand to attack.
