Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Ning Ziyu never expected that the first beating he received in his life was actually done by the factory guards themselves.

He had been spoiled since childhood and had never experienced such a situation. He was so frightened that he started shouting before the fight even started.

Several women in the house came out upon hearing the noise.

The old lady always had a natural preference for her eldest son and grandson. Naturally, she did not dare to blame the crown prince and could only criticize Marquis Pingyuan.

"How can you be such a father? This is your own son, and you want him to get beaten!"

Pingyuan Hou was unable to explain his plan to the old lady in public, so he had to bite the bullet and go through with it.

"A real man should be responsible. He chose his aunt himself, so he should take responsibility for his choice."

The Marquis's wife was not as calm as the old lady. She rushed forward and stood in front of her son.

"If you want to hit me, hit me. No one is allowed to touch my son!"

Pingyuan Hou hurriedly pulled the people away. The prince finally showed mercy and this woman came back to cause trouble.

Shen Nanqiao stood quietly on the steps of the main hall, looking down at the scene.

Shen Jingyi's hair was disheveled and her hairpins were messy, and she looked in a miserable state.

Ning Ziyu was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

Her once arrogant parents-in-law were now kneeling at her feet.

They tortured her like that in her previous life, and at this moment it seemed as if they were getting retribution.

Ning Su reached out and embraced her at the right time, took off his cloak and put it on her shoulders, his face calm.

"It's cold outside. The snow has just melted."

She gathered her cloak closer and immediately felt his body heat seeping through the clothes.

The prince couldn't believe his eyes. When Otomo asked him to train in the hottest days of summer and the coldest days of winter, that was not what he said!

What boys need to endure more hardships! What the harsher the climate, the more it can temper one's will!

Not to mention a cloak, he was not even allowed to wear a cape. He was born with a weakness!

But at this time, the floor heating in the main room was burning so hot that even the small courtyard was not very cold. He even took off his cloak. Wow, what a difference!

Shen Nanqiao was completely unaware of the prince's complex emotions and asked in a low voice.

"You said this morning that the Emperor had an important mission for me. What was it?"

Ning Su glanced at Ning Ziyu who was crying for his parents and answered the question irrelevantly.

"How much do you want to fight?"

Shen Nanqiao was slightly stunned, then she realized that Ning Su must be trying to vent her anger.

Her heart was filled with sweetness. All those people and things that made her feel uncomfortable were actually remembered by him.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard the prince interrupt.

"Please don't refuse. I have already said that I will give you seven strokes of the cane. I can't let my father suffer this scolding in vain, right?" He winked at Shen Nanqiao cunningly, "This is my idea. I am asking you a favor. You don't have to feel burdened."

This is an attempt to take the responsibility on oneself.

Having said that, any further refusals would be disrespecting the Crown Prince.

Shen Nanqiao nodded readily.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I also think that seven strokes of the cane are just right. It can teach a lesson without hurting any bones." At this point, she deliberately raised her voice, "Since Your Highness is so thoughtful, there is no need to be lenient. Just give him as many strokes as he deserves."

She had already seen through the ins and outs of this. Whether it was Ning Su or the Crown Prince, they all wanted to support her. If she continued to make excuses, it would be a disappointment.

Ning Su nodded slightly.

Pink Tuanzi is not petty at all, and an ordinary girl would probably give up out of consideration for her feelings.

Her wise and timely promotion of the situation seemed to make her seem like she was born to be his wife. Ning Su couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"Since the prince has spoken so clearly, why don't you fight quickly?"

The prince knew that the play was about to end and he had to seize the opportunity to perform, so he started to speak.

"Madam Changchen is right. I think that the prince will be the head of the Pingyuan Marquisate in the future, so he is a man of integrity. In addition, he suffered for his family, so there is no need to use backdoors to show mercy. Just fight him impartially."

The factory guards were all top-notch operatives. Upon receiving the order, they immediately pulled the Marquis' wife and Marquis Pingyuan apart and pressed Ning Ziyu hard to the ground.

When the first blow came down, he let out a sharp scream.

The prince couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps that suddenly appeared on his arms and spoke with disdain.

"Is this worth making a fuss? It seems like I really need to train this son more."

Pingyuan Hou was stuttering at this time. Although every word the other party said was heartbreaking, he could not refute a single word.

It's really ironic if you think about it carefully. He has to hand over the life-saving magic weapon passed down from his ancestors, but his son still can't escape physical pain.

At first, Ning Ziyu was screaming and howling, but the factory guards deliberately lengthened the intervals between each beating so that he could feel the pain more fully.

Pingyuan Hou looked anxious and couldn't help begging.

"Can you call faster?"

The factory guard spoke in a businesslike tone.

"Your Highness, you may not know that my brothers and I are usually responsible for the execution of death row prisoners. If it's too soon, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

The Marquis's wife was almost frightened to death.

He is a specialist in torturing death row inmates, so if he beats them too quickly, it will be terrible. So he said hurriedly.

"Hit slower, hit slower."

Cutting meat with a slow knife is the most tiring, but at first, it was nothing like being beaten violently.

If you slow down like this, the pain will be infinitely magnified.

The cries of Linglong in the previous life are still ringing in my ears, and the heart-wrenching feeling of my own skin and flesh being broken is even more vivid than yesterday.

Shen Nanqiao bit her lower lip and looked at Ning Ziyu who was being beaten with almost a sense of revenge.

Things change over time, and this is just the beginning.

After seven beatings, Ning Ziyu had already fainted.

The prince straightened his expression.

"The Qi family governs the country and brings peace to the world, but Pingyuan Hou doesn't teach his son well. He can't even manage his own family. How can he help his father in the court?"

This hits the nail on the head.

Not to mention him, even the old lady was dumbfounded.

If the crown prince looks down on him, will the Pingyuan Marquisate have a good future in the future?

However, the prince knew how to stop at the right time, and he turned to look at Shen Nanqiao.

"Among all the women in the mansion, only Madam Changchen is a sensible person. You should teach them more when you have time." He deliberately squinted at Shen Jingyi, "Are you really born of the same father?"

Shen Jingyi's face turned red and then white, and then white and then red again. The embarrassment of being exposed on the spot swept over her whole body.

What's wrong with being a concubine? Is being a concubine a sin?

She suppressed her anger: It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

With her wisdom and perspective, she can turn the tide even when facing setbacks.

Pingyuan Hou said embarrassedly.

"Your Highness has taught me this, and I will follow your instructions and discipline you strictly."

The prince still refused to give in.

"Remember to gather the clansmen and ask about the red book and iron certificate. This concerns human life."

The old lady came out later, not knowing what was going on, and subconsciously looked at Ning Su.

"What is this red seal and iron certificate?"

Ning Su paused.

"He promised the heirloom to the prince in exchange for Aunt Shen's life."

The old lady was furious. That was something her ancestors had exchanged their lives for, so how could it be wasted on a concubine?

"No! You can't use that. She's just a concubine. Just marry her again!"

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Shen Jingyi: I just saved a life and before I could even warm it up, I lost it again...