Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Everyone looked up.

Then we heard rumbling footsteps outside, and dozens of East Factory guards rushed in as if they were ransacking a house.

The old lady had lived a life of luxury for most of her life and had never seen such a scene. She forced herself to cheer up and forced a smile.

"Seventh Brother, what's going on?"

Ning Su walked in slowly.

It was freezing cold outside, and he was wearing a black cloak, looking like an elegant young man from an ordinary family. But looking at his appearance, one could never imagine his bloodthirsty and cold side.

He did not answer the old lady's words, but turned his gaze to Shen Nanqiao.

"You didn't suffer any loss, did you?"

Ever since his rebirth, he seemed to always be asking her questions like this?

Have you felt wronged?

You didn’t suffer any loss, did you?

This gave her, who had to handle everything on her own in her previous life, an illusion of tenderness: he treated her differently.

Everyone is like this. When there is no one to rely on, they will be forced to be strong.

But once you have someone to rely on, you will subconsciously want to rely on the other person.

The prince jumped in front of Ning Su without waiting for Shen Nanqiao to speak.

"Don't worry, Otomo. With me here, she won't suffer any loss." There was a hint of seeking credit in his words. "If you had come later, we would have already worked together to get it done."

As he spoke, he cast an eager gaze towards Shen Nanqiao, as if waiting for her confirmation.

Shen Nanqiao calmed himself down.

"Indeed, today's matter is all thanks to the prince." He bowed slightly, "I have been indebted to the prince for two consecutive days, and I really have no way to repay him."

A sweet mouth is not shy, and gifts are not blamed.

As expected, the prince felt a little embarrassed, but more of a relief at being affirmed.

He patted his chest with a righteous look and spoke to the women kneeling on the ground.

"From now on, I will be Madam Changchen's supporter. Anyone who dares to offend her will be offending this prince!"

The Marquis's wife felt very disappointed. The already fierce struggle for power in the household suffered another setback.

Shen Jingyi couldn't help but grit her teeth. What a lucky life she has!

There was already a Ning Su who protected his people for no reason, and now there is an unruly and aloof little prince to support him.

Ning Su nodded slightly and smiled slightly.

This smile could easily be misunderstood, and people might think that the bloodthirsty methods he was spreading were just rumors.

"Your Highness has worked hard, and I will leave the rest to you."

The implication is that he should return to the palace.

But the prince had just resolved a family feud on his own, and he was feeling very proud of himself. He couldn't wait to stay and admire the results.

"That's fine. I'll learn how Otomo handled it. If I encounter something similar in the future, I'll know how to handle it more appropriately."

Everyone thought, "Why do you need to learn? You have already learned it by yourself."

Ning Su turned and said to the old lady.

"The state has its own laws and the family has its own rules. I am in charge of the Silijian, which is a place where laws are enforced." He looked down at Shen Jingyi as if he was looking at something dirty. "As the prince said, if you slander the emperor, the death penalty can be postponed, but the living crime cannot be forgiven."

The old lady watched Ning Su grow up and knew very well that he was a man of his word. This meant there was no room for maneuver.

"Come here, drag Concubine Shen away and give her a hundred strokes of the cane as a warning to others."

The people in the Eastern Depot were all experts at this kind of thing, so they immediately took out a piece of rag and covered the man’s mouth.

Shen Jingyi's half-sentence of Chinese curse was stuck in her throat.

The Marquis's wife was horrified, this was really going to happen!

"Uncle, please have mercy on her. She is a pregnant woman. If she is beaten with a hundred sticks, she will definitely die!"

As he said this, he was about to pull Ning Su's trouser leg.

Shen Nanqiao was quick to act and immediately stood in front of Ning Su.

The Marquis's wife missed her target and just happened to grab the hem of Shen Nanqiao's skirt.

"This brocade is not resistant to stains. It's ruined the first time I wear it." Shen Nanqiao seemed to be stained with something dirty. She turned around and told Aunt Liu, "Go back and throw away my skirt. I can't wear it anymore."

Mrs. Hou’s face turned purple and swollen.

Shen Nanqiao looked down at her.

"Madam, please respect yourself. If you hinder the court officials from solving the case, it will be difficult for Pingyuan Hou to deal with it if it gets out."

The prince nodded secretly on the side, and these insults without using any dirty words should be written down one by one.

Ning Su carefully pulled the person away from him.

"Drag him out and beat him up, don't dirty my eyes."

Shen Jingyi struggled desperately, but she was no match for the Dongchang guards who were responsible for punishment, and was about to be dragged to the door.

The Marquis's wife did not care about anything else. She knelt down in front of the old lady and spoke in a low voice.

"Yu'er has had many wives before, but none of them got pregnant. It's hard to get this one. I hope the old lady can have a child and leave a descendant for the Marquis."

The old lady had never expected that Ning Ziyu would have difficulty in giving birth, but seeing the anxious look on the marquis's face, she guessed that she was not pretending.

This is difficult to do.

If Ning Ziyu can no longer give birth to a son or daughter in the future, will the lineage of Pingyuan Hou be extinct?

Shen Nanqiao's ears pricked up and she chuckled.

"Madam Hou is too ignorant of the importance of things. Could it be that she is willing to tolerate the murder of the king and the father just because she is pregnant?"

The old lady was reminded by these words and hardened her heart.

"If that's the case, then let the Marquis marry a second wife, and at least there will be no worries about having someone to carry on the family line!"

The marquis' wife was stunned. It was ridiculous that she could not give birth to a grandson and let her son marry a concubine.

At this time, the sound of a wooden stick hitting flesh could be heard outside the door.

The factory guards were very skilled at beating people, and they could make you look unharmed from the outside, but in the end you would suffer so many internal injuries that it would be impossible to treat you.

Shen Jingyi's mouth was blocked, so she couldn't shout out. All her cries of pain were held back in her stomach, and she was obviously in great danger.

Then a figure in court robes strode in from outside.

"Leave someone!"

Pingyuan Hou came running in, but the factory guards didn't listen to his commands at all.

In desperation, he had to go and stop them himself, and got hit twice.

The pain aroused people's anger, and Pingyuan Hou questioned harshly.

"I wonder what heinous crime Aunt Shen committed that you would be so cruel to a pregnant woman?"

The prince slowly walked out of the house. When Pingyuan Hou saw him, he was shocked and knelt down in a hurry.

The prince spoke slowly.

"This concubine in the Marquis's house insulted the Crown Prince and cursed my father. May I ask, is this considered a heinous crime?"

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Prince: I am also good at adding fuel to the fire.