"I," Yang Aoshuang paused and raised her head, "I drew my sword to help when I saw injustice on the road!"
"Tsk..." Yang Chuxia sneered, "Don’t pretend to be a saint and insult them. Why say such a righteous thing? Aren’t you just after Brother An? I snatched him away before you, and Brother An will definitely not break off the engagement with me. So you made connections with this family, thinking this incident would land me in jail, after which you could get close to Brother An? Stop being shameless; even if I died, Brother An wouldn’t spare you a glance."
Yang Chuxia explicitly revealed Yang Aoshuang’s intentions and schemes, which made her face instantly turn extremely ugly.
As soon as Ye Zi’an, who had just entered from outside the yamen, spoke, it made her face turn even more gloomy.
"Xiaxia, I’d rather gouge out my own eyes!"
Yang Chuxia glanced back at him, thinking that this boy had gotten off the carriage when they arrived at the county and she didn’t know what he had gone to do.
"You..." Yang Aoshuang said resentfully, "Is a poisonous woman like her worth it?"
Ye Zi’an didn’t even glance at her and said, "Aren’t you even worse? I heard you went to see Yang Xiao’an before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xiaxia went to see Yang Xiao’an as her uncle, but what were you doing there? Is Yang Xiao’an your uncle or your father?"
Once Ye Zi’an’s dark belly and poisonous tongue mode were activated, it was almost on par with Yang Chuxia’s.
"So you visited Yang Xiao’an? And even before the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Yang Chuxia laughed, "Could it be you killed Yang Xiao’an and then used this family of fools to frame me? If so, you’re a truly despicable person."
"You’re all talking nonsense and slandering me. As I’ve said, I only did what’s right when seeing injustice," Yang Aoshuang’s chest heaved with anger, "Moreover, I’ve never seen this Xiao’an person."
After saying that, Yang Aoshuang turned to the County Magistrate and said, "Lord County Magistrate, we have witnesses who can prove that it was Yang Chuxia who ordered people to break Yang Xiao’an and his father’s arms and legs."
The County Magistrate, sitting high above, observed the scene below with interest, thinking that this was a play about two women fighting for a husband.
A moment later, a somewhat thin man walked in. Upon closer inspection, wasn’t he the one Yang Chuxia had given silver to before?
Yang Chuxia sneered coldly.
"Who is in the court?"
"This humble one is a jailer in front of the yamen, ordered to guard the prisoners." He paused, then pointed at Yang Chuxia, "She once gave me silver, saying she wanted Yang Xiao’an and Ye Zi’yong to lose one arm and one leg each. Later, I took that money to buy two chickens for Yang Xiao’an’s cellmate, causing them to create conflict. In the end, Yang Xiao’an’s arms were cut off, leading to Yang Qingwen’s legs being affected. As for Ye Zi’yong, he escaped punishment due to the chaos in his cell."
"You vile person, it really was you!" After hearing the yamen officer’s words, Yang Lichun couldn’t wait to curse.
Yang Aoshuang also said to Brother An, "Hmph, how can such a cruel and ruthless person be worthy of you?"
"And are you any more worthy?" Ye Zi’an coldly glanced at her, speaking bluntly, as if he were determined to confront her to the end.
"Enough!" The County Magistrate knocked on the front, then asked Yang Chuxia, "Do you have anything to say?"
"There’s nothing to say!" Yang Chuxia shrugged, "Lord County Magistrate, this matter is so boring, isn’t it? I was only willing to play along with them today because I was in a good mood. It’s ridiculous to think that one person’s word is enough to prove that I ordered this. If that’s the case, can’t I now find someone to accuse Miss Yang Aoshuang of conspiring with this group of people to frame me?"