The snow fell harder and harder, its flakes as large as goose feathers. When they landed on people, they did not even melt right away.
No matter how heavily the snow fell, it could not dampen the onlookers' burning desire to feast on the drama.
"Stop spouting lies! Two unmarried little girls, and you have no shame at all!"
The Ninghua Count's wife looked livid. Facing Wenren Luoshui and Yunjian, she wished she could have them beaten and driven away too.
The maids and older serving women attending her stayed close, afraid she might lose her footing and fall.
"Your own family's roots are rotten. Why blame someone innocent?"
"Children are born with weak resistance. If you'd paid a little more attention, you would have noticed they were allergic to the breast milk they drank every day. But what did you do?"
Ignoring the Ninghua Count's wife's murderous glare, Yunjian stood like a pine on the edge of a cliff.
"Not only did you fail to notice their allergy to breast milk, you even thought it was your daughter-in-law's fault!"
"With family like you, perhaps it was a blessing those children didn't survive."
The Ninghua Count's son had been peeking furtively from behind the gates. When he saw two unfamiliar young women pointing at his mother's nose and berating her,
he immediately stepped out to defend her.
"These two are slandering the Ninghua Count's wife! What are you standing around for? Seize them!"
His voice sounded weak, and enormous bags hung beneath his eyes. His complexion had little color either.
One look was enough to tell that he kept very irregular hours.
Wenren Luoshui dealt with the household servants closing in on them in a few swift moves. Yunjian rushed up to the Young Count and slapped him twice.
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