"I told you I'm not sick!" Rong Yan was unusually agitated. She was so mad that she pulled out a sword from the headboard of the bed and placed the sword on her face.
Tang Luo was shocked. " Yan'er, what are you doing?"
Rong Yan sneered and said, "Don't you and the Tangs think I'm not aware that all of you are talking behind my back and saying that I'm the Helen of Troy! The truth is, you are the one who doesn't want to let go of me! You guys have treated me such a way just because of my pretty face. I should disfigure myself so that I can be in peace for the rest of my life."
She did not want much. All she hoped was to find her daughter and husband. And by doing that, she would feel felt as they could live healthily and peacefully for the rest of their lives.
She was not ambitious too. All she hoped for was for her daughter to be by her side; her husband would only care for her, and wished the state to always be in peace.
