The daily life of a concubine's daughter

Chapter 193 If You Don’t Cancel the Engagement, I Will Spread Rumors

Nanny Zhu's tears fell, and she struggled to push Shi Minghui away, letting him fall to the ground, then hurriedly changed clothes for the unconscious Ge Qiuheng.

Halfway through the change, she also fainted.

The Conghua Garden was quiet. When Ningyuan Hou heard that the maids and servants who were on night watch had knocked the thief Shi Minghui unconscious or knocked him out, he became furious and whispered to them to drag him out.

More maids came in, and one group took Ge Qiuheng and Nanny Zhu away and sent them to the main courtyard, while another group dragged Shi Minghui away.

Ning Yuanhou said angrily: "Why carry him? Why not bring a sedan chair and let him sit in it?"

How dare the butler, he just whispered a few instructions.

So, the servants who were carrying Shi Minghui put down his legs, grabbed his arms, and dragged him to the outer courtyard like a dead dog.

Li was so angry that she burst into tears: "I thought he had changed his ways and let him go. After all, we have been friends for many years, but he has such evil ambitions!

My Lord, beat him to death. I would rather my daughter be a widow for life than marry such a bastard! Beat him to death and that's it. Put all the blame on me. I'll confess my crime!"

A maid stepped forward and said, "My Lord, Madam, before the young lady fainted, she told us to break the eighth master of the Shi family's leg!"

Ning Yuanhou kicked Shi Minghui hard.

The kick hit him in the stomach. As he had practiced martial arts for many years, his leg strength was unmatched by ordinary people. Shi Minghui curled up like a shrimp in pain.

Ning Yuanhou wanted to kill him, but after hearing what the maid said, he endured it and almost broke his teeth as he said angrily, "Then break one of his legs!"

The butler poured a bowl of cold tea at the right time to help the marquis cool down.

But you can't kill anyone. Although the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion has a bad reputation and has lost the emperor's favor, it still has military power and many in-laws.

Killing a grandson of their family, and the youngest son of the Duke of Zhenguo, would make the matter known to the emperor and even the whole world, and the girl's reputation would be ruined.

Four or five guards surrounded Shi Minghui with sticks in their hands, and hit Shi Minghui's legs hard with each stick.

Shi Minghui closed his eyes and groaned.

Ning Yuanhou sneered: "This wolf cub is patient, but it's a pity that he doesn't use his mind on the right path, but only thinks of crooked ways!"

Seeing that the Marquis had no intention of stopping, the guards understood what he meant and hit Shi Minghui's left calf with sticks one after another.

Shi Minghui woke up in pain and screamed with his neck tilted back.

Someone immediately took a smelly towel and covered his mouth.

Shi Minghui saw the black-faced Rakshasa Ning Yuanhou standing under the lamp through the gap between people's legs, and suddenly understood what had happened.

The dull sound of sticks, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, transmitted from the bones to the brain, deafening.

His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulged on his forehead, and he looked at Ning Yuan Hou pleadingly.

No!

Now that his leg is broken, his future is ruined, his life is ruined. How can he bring honor to his family?

How to stand at the pinnacle of power?

How did she help Zhuzhu to sit on the supreme throne of queen?

How to marry Hengniang?

Shi Minghui fainted from the pain.

Li's anger turned into pity. She turned around and silently chanted "Amitabha" and hurried back to the back house to look after her daughter.

She felt relieved that the Marquis was not soft-hearted and did not let Shi Minghui go.

After an unknown number of blows, Shi Minghui's body was covered in blood. A guard gave him a quick inspection and reported, "My Lord, this thief's left leg is completely broken. Do you want to continue beating him?"

Ning Yuanhou's anger subsided a little, and he waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to fight anymore.

He was a man who had fought on the battlefield before, so this little scene was nothing. He looked around calmly and confirmed that the leg could not be saved according to the injury. He then ordered:

"Throw him into the woodshed and find a doctor. Don't let him die. It would be hard to explain if he died."

After saying this, he put his hands on his hips and went back to the backyard to see his daughter angrily.

The guards quickly dragged Shi Minghui away and cleaned up the bloodstains.

The doctor took care of Shi Minghui throughout the second half of the night.

In less than an hour, Shi Minghui developed a high fever. At dawn, Shi Minghui relied on his excellent physical fitness to get through this ordeal. The high fever subsided and he was back to a low fever.

As soon as the lights were turned on in the mansion and the curfew was over, people from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion came and knocked on the door.

The Duke of Zhenguo and Shi Mingzhen had been looking for someone all night and were exhausted both physically and mentally. They came to the marquis's mansion early in the morning and sat on the cold bench. There was no tea or water, and no one paid any attention to them.

When it was almost time to go to court, the Duke of Zhenguo caught the butler and asked with a smile, "Where is Lord Ge?"

The housekeeper replied with a fake smile: "Ah? Doesn't the Duke know? It's almost time for the morning court, so the Marquis must have gone to court."

The Duke of Zhenguo cursed inwardly that the old rabbit slipped away so quickly, leaving Shi Mingzhen to continue sitting on the bench and hurried to court.

Finally, when the court was dismissed, Ningyuan Hou was arrested.

"Master Hou, Master Hou!"

Ning Yuanhou clasped his fists and bowed perfunctorily, then asked coldly, "What does the Duke want to talk to me about? Aren't you going to take your daughter to Prince Xian's mansion to apologize today?"

The old face of the Duke of Zhenguo turned the color of liver. He suppressed the resentment that had been brewing all morning and bowed respectfully:

"My Lord, you reminded me that I had to go after the court session. I'm here to talk to you about something else. Please excuse me for a moment."

Ning Yuanhou sneered, "What are you borrowing? You are obviously afraid of losing face."

He didn't want to become conspicuous, so he went aside with the Duke of Zhenguo.

The Duke of Zhenguo breathed a sigh of relief and said with an apologetic smile, "My son Xiaoba is missing. I wonder if the Marquis has seen him? If he appears in front of the Marquis and offends the Marquis, the Marquis may punish him. I will not be soft-hearted. I would like to thank the Marquis for disciplining my son for me."

Ning Yuan Hou said calmly: "How dare I, a mere marquis, manage the son of the Duke of the Church?"

The Duke of Zhenguo had gotten used to being pointed at and criticized these days, and his face had become much thicker. He smiled and said, "After all, Xiao Ba will be half of your son in the future, so it's okay for you to discipline him."

Ningyuan Hou suddenly frowned and grabbed the collar of the Duke of Zhenguo: "Duke of Zhenguo! Be careful with your words! How can you insult the innocence of a girl? If you say something rude again, don't blame me for beating you!

This marriage was just something we said casually when we were drunk, and it is not a formal engagement at all. I advise you to return my jade pendant to me as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The Duke of Zhenguo was also skilled in martial arts and had fought on the battlefield and killed enemies. How could he be afraid of the Marquis of Ningyuan? It was only because of the word "ask" in "ask to marry" that he often lost his momentum in front of the Marquis of Ningyuan.

He secretly cursed his youngest son for being a bastard, and said with a playful smile, "The jade pendants have been exchanged, so why is it not considered an engagement?"

If you want to cancel the engagement, you must exchange Xiao Ba.

Ningyuan Hou punched the Duke of Zhenguo in the nose and said, "Shi Jimian, don't go too far! If you threaten me again, I will say that you exchanged the jade pendant with me to take your daughter as a concubine.

I am a grown man, I am not afraid of others' criticism. Whether your daughter can marry the prince is another matter!"

"Ge Xiuming! You bastard, how dare you make up rumors and implicate my daughter!"

The Duke of Zhenguo was so angry that he no longer cared about his youngest son and started fighting with the Marquis of Ningyuan.

The Duke of Zhenguo did have some reservations, but the Marquis of Ningyuan took personal revenge and, mixed with last night's anger, acted extremely cruelly.

The two men stopped fighting only when their colleagues came shouting and screaming to stop them. The Duke of Zhenguo was already bruised and bleeding from the nose, and his whole body was aching. He covered his face and fled in panic.

Half of Ningyuan Marquis' face was swollen. Like a victorious rooster, he shook his court robes and walked out of the palace with his head held high.