When Lin Hanyan saw her, she grabbed the maid in her hands and flung her against the wall before rushing over in tears.
"Mother, help me quickly! I don't know who bribed this wretched maid, but she tampered with my combs and hair ornaments, making me turn out like this. Help me quickly! I don't want this! I don't want to become an ugly monster!"
Although Madam Lin was utterly shocked inside, seeing her daughter—who had been exceptionally strong since childhood and had almost never cried like this—she felt heartbroken. "All right, all right, Mother will help you. Mother will definitely help you. Yan'er, calm down. You need to calm down so Mother can help you."
After finally coaxing her daughter into calming down for the moment and seating her on the edge of the bed, Madam Lin turned a sharp gaze on the maid. "Yuechan, what exactly is going on?"
Yuechan covered her aching neck and struggled to pull herself up by the wall, nearly crying from helplessness. "Cough, cough, cough... M-Madam, this servant... this servant truly doesn't know anything."
Lin Hanyan shot to her feet and was about to wave her hand and kill her, but Madam Lin hurriedly restrained her hand.
"Yuechan, tell me carefully what happened these past few days."
"Cough, cough, cough... Miss... Miss suddenly began losing her hair the day before yesterday. At first, we thought she had merely been sleeping poorly and feeling restless lately, causing a deficiency of qi and blood. Miss took some medicine and didn't pay much attention to it, but who would have thought the condition would grow more and more serious? The medicine was completely ineffective. When Miss got up this morning, she... she had become like this."
Yuechan endured the waves of pain brought on by swallowing