Does your husband only love his wife?I turned around and left the house to marry a villain

Xie Jinyu walked in from outside, his eyes fell on the letter in Xie Ci's hand, and asked, "Brother, you are looking for me."

When Xie Ci read a very suggestive sentence in the letter, he frowned slightly, looked up at Xie Jinyu and said, "Tell me what your sister-in-law has been planning in the mansion these days. Sit down and talk."

Xie Jinyu sat on the chair in front of the desk and quickly glanced at the letter in Xie Ci's hand, but Xie Ci had folded the letter, so Xie Jinyu could not see the obscene content in the letter.

Xie Jinyu told Xie Ci that Madam Li and her daughter came to the mansion to ask Chen Qingtang to arrange a marriage for them.

"My sister-in-law said that among the cousins, Li Qiulian is the one who looks most like her. If you cover the lower half of her face, it can be mistaken for the real thing. My sister-in-law wanted to use Li Qiulian as a substitute. It just so happens that Li Qiulian wants to marry He Yuanzhou, and He Yuanzhou covets her..."

Xie Jinyu did not say the word "eldest sister-in-law" explicitly.

To these literati, He Yuanzhou's coveting of another person's wife was immoral and a traitor to society.

Xie Ci’s eyes darkened.

Xie Jinyu continued, "My sister-in-law has asked me to help Li Qiulian establish a new identity in order to make plans for the next step. If nothing unexpected happens, as long as we give Li Qiulian a little more time, the fish will be hooked. As long as He Yuanzhou dares to touch Li Qiulian's bait, we will not be afraid of not being able to get a handle on him."

Xie Ci probably understood what Chen Qingtang was doing.

He put away the letter, stood up and said, "Then follow your sister-in-law's instructions and continue the unfinished game. I'll go to the He family."

It's time for He Yuanzhou to wake up and know who Chen Qingtang belongs to.

Late at night, He Yuanzhou got drunk in the pub and did not return to the He Mansion until late at night.

Chunsheng carried him back to the room. After He Yuanzhou lay down, he kept muttering Chen Qingtang's name, and then he kicked Chunsheng out.

The door is closed.

He Yuanzhou stumbled to his feet from the bed and walked towards the studio.

He blew up the tinder, lit up the studio, and then triggered the switch in the studio.

The wall covered with Chen Qingtang's portrait slowly turned and soon appeared in front of him.

He walked to one of the portraits, pressed his whole body against the wall, and called out Chen Qingtang's name: "Qingtang, why don't you want to look at me more? You used to despise me because of my humble background, but now I am the Supervisory Commissioner and a close official to the Emperor, no worse than Xie Ci. Is it because he is the Queen's brother that you look down on me? Tell me, what should I do to satisfy you and make you look at me more, Qingtang..."

He raised a hand and stroked another portrait.

The painting was of Chen Qingtang with her face covered, which suddenly reminded He Yuanzhou of the absurd dream he had last night. He suddenly had an urge to draw the erotic painting in his dream.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw a dark shadow standing on the chair opposite.

It was a figure, tall and sturdy.

Standing in the shadow, it is particularly eye-catching.

The drunk He Yuanzhou suddenly sobered up a bit and shouted, "Who?"

He Yuanzhou immediately picked up the sword beside him, pointed at the shadow opposite him and asked, "Who are you and how did you get into my mansion?"

The black figure slowly turned around and walked out from the shadows. He Yuanzhou could see Xie Ci's face clearly at once. He was wearing armor and had no weapon in his hands, but he exuded the aura of a battle-hardened warrior with a strong sense of hostility.

Seeing this, He Yuanzhou sneered a few times, "Great General!"

"It's you." He Yuanzhou took two steps forward, the sword in his hand was pointing at Xie Ci, and he said arrogantly: "How could you make Qingtang so sad? How could you bully her in the name of fake death? Do you know how she lived through the past six months? She is a weak woman. Not only did she have to endure the pain of losing her husband, but she also had to support a mansion. How could you bear to let her live such a hard life? If the general really loves Qingtang, he should let her go."

"You have killed so many people in Chen Country and made so many enemies. Qingtang doesn't even dare to leave the door. You will only kill her. I will take good care of her. If you withdraw, I will help you protect her."

The cold and violent aura on Xie Ci became stronger and stronger.

He raised his eyes to look at the painting wall behind He Yuanzhou, which was covered with portraits of his wife Chen Qingtang.

Each painting is filled with He Yuanzhou's obsession with Chen Qingtang.

Seeing that he ignored him, He Yuanzhou rushed towards Xie Ci, wanting to stab him to death with a sword, shouting, "Xie Ci, go to hell."

The moment the sword was about to stab, Xie Ci broke He Yuanzhou's sword with a flick of his finger, then turned sideways to avoid He Yuanzhou, walked to the painted wall, and reached out to tear down Chen Qingtang's portrait.

He Yuanzhou looked back, and was shocked. He shouted angrily: "Don't touch my painting, don't touch my Qingtang."

He wanted to rush over to thank Ci again, but was pinned to the ground by two bodyguards who rushed out from the darkness.

The two personal soldiers were brought by Xie Ci.

Without even looking at He Yuanzhou, Xie Ci pulled down all the paintings on the wall and ordered, "Take the paintings out and burn them."

"No——" He Yuanzhou struggled with all his might.

But he was just a scholar, how could he resist the battle-hardened soldiers?

In front of He Yuanzhou, more than a hundred paintings of beauties were bundled up in the yard and piled into a small hill, which was then burned to ashes by Xie Ci.

He Yuanzhou yelled madly: "You don't love her, you don't love her at all. If you loved her, you wouldn't burn her portrait. Only dead people would burn their portraits. Are you like the Queen's ex-husband, who kept a concubine outside and gave birth to a son? Are you so eager to have Qingtang..."

Before the word "die" came out, Xie Ci strode forward, punched He Yuanzhou in the chin, and said with a sullen face: "Don't use your dirty mind to defile my wife."

"You're guilty as a thief." He Yuanzhou went crazy under the influence of alcohol.

Xie Ci grabbed He Yuanzhou by the collar and dragged him to the fish pond in He Mansion. Then, he pressed He Yuanzhou into the fish pond.

A "gurgling" sound came instantly.

Xie Ci lifted the man up from the fish pond and asked coldly, "Are you awake?"

The drunkenness in He Yuanzhou's mind had completely dissipated, but he felt a little swollen from being soaked in the water for too long.

Xie Ci violently turned him over, and with one hand, he pinned him to the ground, warning him, "Let me tell you why I burned the paintings in your studio."

"Qingtang is already a wife of the Xie family, but you, a man from outside the family, have collected hundreds of her portraits in your studio. If this news gets out, it will ruin Qingtang's reputation and drive her into extinction."

"I will never allow this to happen. From now on, He Yuanzhou, you can paint anyone you want, but you cannot paint my wife. Otherwise, I will burn down your mansion and ruin your reputation."

After saying that, Xie Ci let go of He Yuanzhou's body, stood up and walked to the pile of paintings, checking that all the paintings were burned to ashes before leaving with peace of mind.

He Yuanzhou, who was sitting by the fish pond, stood up in a daze and walked back to the yard dripping wet. He was devastated to see the painting of beauty that he had spent several years to paint was burned to ashes overnight.

Chunsheng turned pale with fear. He stepped forward to support He Yuanzhou and said, "Sir, are you okay?"

"Do you think I'm okay?" He Yuanzhou asked coldly.

Chunsheng knelt on the ground in fear: "I'll go and clean it up."

"Don't clean it up." He Yuanzhou roared, and then threw himself into the pile of paintings that were still burning. The fire instantly...