Chang Ah's eyes widened in shock, and she was enraged to see Xing Bao threatening her with the past that had been buried long ago. How could she bring up that matter and claim that Chang Ah stole her position? Yang Luoyang loved her because she was a beautiful woman, not just because of Xing Bao's story. How could she insinuate that Chang Ah attained her position by taking credit for her narrative?
Chang Ah placed her hands on her hips, a smirk of mockery in her eyes as she looked down at Xing Bao. "Hah! Now you're revealing the true thoughts lurking in your disgusting mind. All that pretense of caring and loyalty was just a facade to plot against me, to steal my position and husband, and become the Mistress of the Yang Household. Xing Bao, you are truly a disgusting, shameless woman."
Leaning into her verbal assault, Chang Ah continued, "But remember this, Xing Bao, even if Yang Luoyang had discovered the truth, he would never have loved you or spent a night with you. Why? Because you are an unsightly woman, incapable of earning his favor. Never, ever! Who would willingly share their bed with someone as repugnant as you, both inside and out? Don't dream beyond your capabilities.
You're destined to serve as a lowly peasant, cleaning up after others." Chang Ah relentlessly mocked Xing Bao, leaving no room for a comeback.
Determined not to let Xing Bao gain any upper hand, Chang Ah asserted her dominance, "Even if I were to lose Yang Luoyang's favor, I'll never allow you to triumph over me and humiliate me. I am still the Mistress of the Yang Household and always will, no one can look down on me."
Xing Bao's eyes reddened in anger, and she frowned, gritting her teeth. She clenched her fists and raised her hand to slap Chang Ah hard on her face once again. With this slap, she had forgotten about their past relationship as friends and let go of the slightest loyalty and respect she had towards Chang Ah, who used to be her closest friend.
The woman who not only betrayed her once but also looked down on her doesn't deserve to be called a friend.
As the Head Maid of the Yang Household, I will see which servant will dare to serve you or protect you."
"Yang Ning had spent years in this chamber, so you can also spend your lifetime here. But at least she had a loyal servant with her who supported her and cared for her. But what to do? You severed the relations with your only friend who could have helped you in this difficult time. Tsk Tsk, poor you." Xing Bao chuckled and felt powerful as fear settled in Chang Ah's heart.
"I will show you what it means to exploit one's powers. From now on, the tables have turned once again. You're nothing more than an unfavored, abandoned wife of the Lord, and I am the Head Maid of the Household. I will see how you can live peacefully in this household. I will make sure that you will regret treating me this way.
You sure will." Xing Bao snickered and turned on her heels, ignoring Chang Ah, who sat on the bed holding onto her injuries.
Chang Ah's body trembled as she watched Xing Bao leave the chamber. Before leaving, Xing Bao made sure to take the ointment, ensuring Chang Ah couldn't apply the medicine to her wounds.
"This... this cannot be happening! How can all of this happen to me? It must be a dream. Yes, it has to be a nightmare." Chang Ah shook her head, attempting to forget everything as if it were a nightmare. If all of this that happened was true, then her life was ruined.
"Yang Luoyang can never abandon me. It must be a temporary act to appease His Highness. He loves me; he can never abandon me," she murmured in disbelief, still trying to convince herself that whatever happened was just a dream and nothing else.