After being read, the abstinent prince bullies others with his wife every day

The screams broke through the stagnant night.

Lin Rouan looked unhappy, and glared at Zhou Yuan bravely: "No matter what, I am your legal wife, you can't do this to me!"

"Legal wife? You don't deserve it! Bitch! I clearly had a sex date with Lin Shuning that night, but when I woke up it turned out to be you. Why is this happening? Don't you know?!" He approached Lin Rouan with gritted teeth.

If Lin Rouan hadn't drugged him in order to get close to the Duke's Mansion, how could things have developed to this point? Why is she pretending to be pitiful now? !

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan became even angrier. He pressed Lin Rouan under him and slapped her in the face with his hands.

Lin Rouan struggled and cried loudly, desperately shouting for help.

But everyone outside the door had already been ordered by Mrs. Zhou not to meddle in other people's business.

They just wanted to let their son vent his anger properly, and they also wanted to let the Shangshu Mansion know that their Duke's Mansion also had to maintain its dignity and temper.

After a long while, Zhou Yuan straightened up, gasping for breath with a red face, obviously he had had enough.

He didn't even want to look at Lin Rouan again, he stood up and walked out, Lin Rouan rushed over and hugged his trouser legs: "Husband, today is our wedding night, you can't leave, even if you are angry, otherwise, how can I live as a human being..."

Wedding night, this is her wedding night.

I'm afraid that in the entire capital, there is no one who was beaten by her husband on her wedding night and left alone in an empty room.

Once this matter gets out, her reputation will be completely ruined.

Zhou Yuan pushed her away in disgust and sneered, "Fame? Ha!"

He smiled wryly: "You don't need to worry. After all, you don't have a good reputation in this capital city! An ugly woman deserves an ugly reputation, you deserve it!"

He slammed the door and strode out.

Lin Rouan collapsed to the ground, screaming miserably.

Zhou Yuan's last words seemed to have dug a hole in her heart, piercing the bloody and unhealed old wound.

Lin Rouan's grief and anger surged up in waves, almost drowning her. She screamed and screamed non-stop, even her crying changed its tone, like a broken knife piercing the suffocating and shocked night.

……

Lin Shuning sat on the bed, happily eating melon seeds and listening to Lian'er's vivid speech.

In just one night, Lin Rouan's deeds had become the talk of the town after dinner. Everyone despised and cursed her, and she became the poor person framed by her own sister, and everyone sympathized with her.

Since Lin Rouan was taken away that day, although Lin Cheng was very angry, he did not make things too difficult for her. After all, she was not someone who could be easily messed with now.

As for Wang, there is no need to mention her. She cries every day and can't take care of her at all.

Her life can be said to be not too comfortable.

She cracked the last of the melon seeds and clapped her hands, "Okay, I'm going to the Rui Palace now. Today is the day for acupuncture.

At this moment, in Prince Rui’s Palace.

Jiang Yu sat on a chair, taking a sip of tea slowly under the fierce late summer sun. His deep brows and eyelashes were reflected by the sunlight, making them shine brightly and dazzlingly.

After taking three sips of tea, Jiang Che rushed in from outside the door in a hurry. His eyes were dark and lifeless, his lips were chapped, his face was yellow, and he looked like he was hollowed out.

Jiang Yu's eyes darkened: "How did you do this? Have you not been able to rest well recently?"

"I really didn't get enough rest," Jiang Che sat opposite him in a daze and took a deep breath, "Sixth brother, are you hiding something from me?"

Jiang Yu paused for a moment, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "No."

"No?!" Jiang Che jumped up from his chair, took out the medicine residue from his arms and threw it on the table: "Then what are these?!"

Without waiting for Jiang Yu to reply, he continued, "Since you were demoted, there has been no so-called stomach disease. This stomach disease is just a cover for the poison in your body. You don't want your father and mother to know and worry about you, so you have been hiding it. Is that right?"

Jiang Yu looked at him calmly, remaining silent.

Jiang Che was almost going crazy. He punched the table, shaking the fruit teacup on the table, shattering it to the ground with a bang. The porcelain shards rolled on the ground, splattering broken jade all over the ground: "Say something!"

In the past few days, his mind was full of the matter of his sixth brother being poisoned. He wanted to wait a little longer, wait for his sixth brother, but he could wait, but his sixth brother's body could not wait! If this matter was not clarified and resolved, he would not be able to fall asleep at all.

He was afraid. He was afraid that his sixth brother would pass away quietly one day, and he wouldn't even know how he died.

"So what?"

Jiang Yu said indifferently: "Is it because of this matter that you tortured yourself like this?"

Jiang Che's heart stagnated. He gritted his teeth as he heard the answer he had already known: "It's fine if you hid it from my father and mother, but why did you hide it from me? If I hadn't discovered the clues and realized that something was wrong, did you plan to hide it from me forever!"

"Who is it? Who hurt you? I will kill him now to avenge you!"

Jiang Che was very emotional, his eyes flashing bloodshot, but he stubbornly raised his head and pretended nothing had happened.

Jiang Yu knew his temper and deliberately didn't look at him. He said calmly: "I'm fine now. I found a way to detoxify. Don't worry."

"..." Jiang Che sniffed, looking like he didn't believe you, a repeat offender: "Really? Who is so powerful, Master Huagu?"

Jiang Yu shook his head: "It's the third young lady of the Shangshu Mansion, Lin Shuning."

Jiang Che was a little stunned, and the scene of him making a blind move against Jiang Yu before suddenly flashed through his mind. No wonder his sixth brother had always wanted to get close to the Third Miss Ning. It turned out to be because of this.

Seeing that Jiang Che's emotions had stabilized, Jiang Yu continued, "This matter must be kept secret and no one should know about it. As for the person who murdered me, don't even think about avenging me or investigating secretly, so as not to alert the enemy. I have my own arrangements for everything."

“I know…” Jiang Che sat dejectedly on the chair. He wanted to say something but held back.

At this time, Chen Zhao walked in from outside, and following behind him was Lin Shuning.

"His Royal Highness Prince Rong is here too," Lin Shuning blurted out subconsciously, but then he felt that it was a bit disrespectful, so he said seriously, "Meet His Royal Highness Prince Rong."

Jiang Che didn't care about etiquette at all now. His mind was full of the woman in front of him who could cure the poison in his sixth brother.

He stood up, his expression still a little stiff: "I'm leaving first, please give my sixth brother a good diagnosis and treatment, Miss Third, and make sure he is cured."

After saying this, he didn't stay any longer and left in a hurry.

Lin Shuning was a little confused, but Chen Zhao looked at Jiang Yu and said, "Your Highness Prince Rong, does he know?"

"Yeah," Jiang Yu replied calmly, standing up and walking to the bed, "I found it myself."

Chen Zhao sighed, waved for someone to pick up the things on the ground, and walked out.

Lin Shuning had understood the whole story from the conversation between the two. She said, "Looking at the state of His Royal Highness Prince Rong, he must be very sad."

Jiang Yu has already begun to undress skillfully: "It's better to suffer for two or three days now than to suffer for three or four years in the beginning."

Lin Shuning nodded: "That makes sense. How have you been feeling these days?"

"It's still the same as before, there's no special change. If there's anything different, it's that I'm in a much better mood." Jiang Yu lay on the couch, feeling the stinging pain of the silver needle piercing his skin.

“It’s a good thing.”

"Well, the affairs of the Shangshu Mansion have been widely circulated these days." Jiang Yu spoke lightly, but there was a hint of profound meaning in his tone.

Lin Shuning was stunned for a moment, and the silver needle in his hand was a little heavier: "So you are trying to make fun of the Shangshu Mansion."