It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

"Yeah, it makes me feel cold just thinking about it. In this world, what is impossible to happen?" the aunt next to her echoed.

"But then again, Mrs. Zhou is no pushover either. It is said that her private life is quite complicated. Perhaps this ending is her own fault." A young man whispered.

"No wonder. With a mother like this, it's not hard to understand why her son would do such a thing." Another person continued.

However, this statement immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of a middle-aged man: "What nonsense! No matter what faults the mother has, as a son, shouldn't you remember the grace of raising her? How can you push your own mother to a dead end with your own hands? I think that the second young master Zheng is a heartless and ungrateful person!"

"Alas, the most pitiful one is Miss Su. Marrying into such a family is really unlucky for her entire life." A woman said regretfully.

"Are you talking about the second young master Zheng's wife? The gentle and virtuous Su Wanyu?"

"Yes, it's her. You see, the Second Young Master Zheng is so heartless and ungrateful. He is even like this to the person next to him. I heard earlier that he even wanted to take the Second Miss Jiang family as his concubine. It's really chilling." The person who spoke shook his head with a look of disdain on his face.

"If the matter of taking a concubine is accomplished, it will really push Miss Su into a dead end!" The people around nodded.

"A person like this wants to be an official in the court? Isn't it obvious that he will bring suffering to us ordinary people?" an old man said indignantly.

"Alas, this second young master is simply a disaster star. Wherever he goes, there will be trouble."

Just as everyone's discussions were surging like a tide, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds came from afar, breaking the chaotic atmosphere.

General Guo had just returned from the battlefield when he learned the bad news about his sister. Without hesitation, he rode his horse straight to the Zheng family.

Zheng Chengyan was lying on the bed, his consciousness blurred. Before he could fully wake up, he was roughly pulled out of the warm quilt by General Guo's powerful hands.

General Guo was still wearing his armor, holding a sword tightly in his hand. The sword's light reflected on his angry and distorted face, making him look particularly cold.

"It's you! It's you who pushed your mother into despair?!" He asked almost roaring, his voice echoing in the house, shocking everyone.

Zheng Chengyan was so frightened by this sudden momentum that his whole body trembled. In a panic, he tried to defend himself: "Uncle, it's not me. I really didn't force my mother. It was her own fault... She was not in good health..."

General Guo was not willing to believe it. He swung his iron fist and hit Zheng Chengyan's abdomen with the sound of wind and thunder. He curled up in pain and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth: "Nonsense! How could I not know your mother's physical condition? When I left Beijing a few months ago, she said goodbye to me in good health!"

Zheng Chengyan endured the severe pain and said intermittently: "Uncle...it really wasn't me...it was my mother who had an affair with Doctor Chen in private. When my father found out, she felt ashamed to face us, so she...chose that path."

General Guo snorted coldly, obviously not believing this explanation: "Then how do you explain the rumors outside? Everyone says you forced her to do it! The day your mother jumped off the building, she clearly pointed at you and said you forced her to die!"

Zheng Chengyan's eyes were filled with tears. He knelt down in front of General Guo and cried, "Uncle, it really wasn't me... it really was someone who wanted to harm me. Uncle, you have to believe me!"

General Guo's eyes were as cold as ice as he looked sharply at his nephew in front of him.

He, the man who once fought a tiger with his bare hands, had a deep love for his sister, Guo. Now that his sister has died with hatred in her heart, how could he easily let go of those who hurt her?

"Come out!" General Guo shouted angrily, grabbed Zheng Chengyan by the collar and dragged him out the door.

He looked around at the maids kneeling in the courtyard and said, "Tell me! Did Madam say that it was the Second Young Master who forced her to die the night she jumped off the building?!"

The maids trembled in fear, and no one dared to look up at those majestic eyes.

Upon seeing this, General Guo drew his sword, with the tip of the sword flashing a cold light in the sunlight, and suddenly pointed it at the throat of one of the maids, just a hair's breadth away from cutting the fragile skin.

The maid turned pale with fear and answered tremblingly, "Yes! Madam did say that!"

General Guo turned his sword and pointed it directly at Zheng Chengyan: "What else do you have to quibble about?!"

Zheng Chengyan collapsed to the ground, his body curled up, his face ashen, tears streaming down his cheeks. He stared at the long sword hanging above his head and defended himself desperately: "Uncle, I just had a few arguments with mother that day, and I never thought of her really leaving me..."

The once elegant second young master of the Zheng family is now like a stray dog, kneeling humbly in the dust, which makes people feel pity and sneer at him.

"Rebellious son! How dare you say such a thing? Your mother has been so worried about you all these years, but you treat her like this. No wonder she is so disheartened!"

General Guo's eyes were filled with grief, anger and murderous intent. The sword in his hand was shaking with anger, and he almost ended Zheng Chengyan's life here.

At this critical moment, Su Wanyu hurried over with Xiao Guo and happened to witness this scene.

She paused, her eyes fixed on the crumbling sword. An inexplicable expectation rose in her heart, hoping that this sword could put an end to everything.

Little Guo held Su Wanyu's hand tightly, and the trembling of her fingertips revealed her fear and anxiety towards her brother.

Su Wanyu came back to her senses, looked down at the two people's clasped hands, gently patted the back of Xiao Guo's hand, and comforted her in an unusually calm tone: "Don't be afraid, he dare not hurt you in the Zheng Mansion."

Little Guo closed her eyes and nodded.

Zheng Chengyan had already been frightened out of his wits by his uncle's anger. He kept begging and crying, "Uncle, you can't kill me. If you kill me, how can I face my mother in the afterlife? After all, I am her only flesh and blood!"

General Guo's hand holding the sword paused slightly, and a hint of hesitation flashed through his mind.

Yes, my sister loved this son very much when she was alive, but now she doesn’t even care about her own reputation, will she still care about this son?

If she had not suffered a great injustice, how could she leave so decisively, leaving no room for maneuver?

Just when the atmosphere was becoming extremely tense, General Guo's sword slowly dropped.

However, when will the truth of all this come to light?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. It was as if a ball of rage was burning in his chest, hot and uncontrollable.

Then, he raised the shining sword again, and said with a bit of determination and coldness in his voice: "I think your mother might also hope that you can accompany her in the underworld!"

As he spoke, the sword came swiftly.

Zheng Chengyan's heart shuddered, his neck shrank reflexively, and his body barely shifted at the critical moment, barely avoiding the fatal blow.