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Chapter 458 The "Frustrated" Young Marquis in a World of Female Dominance 12

Lord Wei said this casually in anger, and was stunned after he finished speaking.

You know what, this is actually a good idea.

Judging from the cold reception he received at the Second Princess's residence, it was clear that the Second Princess didn't think much of him as a son. As such, Wei Shimu's marriage would most likely be a wasted move, possibly even a bad one.

But what if Wei Shimu is no longer the legitimate son in the future...

Looking at the expression on Lord Wei's face, Xiao Pingyi obviously thought of something and his face turned pale.

He quickly softened his tone and said:

"What are you talking about? It's just a few pieces of dowry. He's my son, how could I not want him? I just feel sorry for Amu. After all, he is my flesh and blood..."

After saying this, she raised her handkerchief to wipe her tears, and she looked so pitiful, like a willow leaning against the weak wind.

Seeing the beauty weeping, Lord Wei's anger finally subsided. He turned to Wei Shimu, who was still confused, and said:

"Don't worry, you are my eldest son after all, and I will not give you less money."

"Once you enter the Second Princess's residence, you must make careful plans. I'll give you a year. If, after a year, you still can't conceive a child, or make the Second Princess look at you differently, don't blame me for making other plans."

"Yes, mother, I understand."

These words were like a slap in the face, and Wei Shimu's mind suddenly became much clearer.

His mother was right. Now he had no way out. The matter was a foregone conclusion. Love and affection were useless. He needed to think carefully about how to quickly turn things around after entering the Second Princess's residence.

His ambitions and goals are still there, how can he be defeated by such a small setback?

In the final analysis, the male protagonist of the small world has a character that is incomparable to ordinary people.

After being confused, Wei Shimu quickly adjusted his mentality and cheered up, ready to face the next round of battle in the Second Princess's Mansion.

. . .

Pingnan Marquis Mansion, the courtyard where Tang Jiting lived.

There was a "pop" sound, the sound of a teacup falling to the ground:

"It's already so late, and that evil creature hasn't come back yet?" Pingnan Bo's second wife and legal husband Pan He was getting very anxious.

This was not because he was really worried about his only biological son. He was just afraid that if Tang Jiting really did not return home at night, or came back late and was caught, it would cause him, his biological father, to be gossiped about.

"Zheng Jun, the young master has always been very polite. He must have something to do when he went out today. He will probably be back soon."

The personal servant played with a sword and advised.

"Hmph, polite. A polite man would let a servant pretend to be him and lie in bed while he sneaks out of the house?"

Pan He said disdainfully:

"I think he's just grown cocky and thrown all my advice as a father behind his back, running off to have some fun with some random woman. He's a born scoundrel."

Another servant, Wu Wen, rolled his eyes almost to the sky:

The handsome and elegant eldest son of the baron's family is now of marriageable age, but is still locked up in the mansion by his master all day long and is not allowed to go out.

Can't the young master sneak out to get some fresh air? I'm telling you, I'm telling you, can you agree? I've never seen such a father...

But they only criticized it in their hearts, and the people around them did not dare to say a word to defend them.

Anyway, their mistress has been somewhat possessed since marrying into the Pingnan Marquis's mansion. It's pitiful that the young master was born into such a father's womb...

Tang Jiting sent away the guards sent by the Duke's Mansion to take him back home. As soon as he stepped into his own yard, he heard his father's unbearable scolding.

He didn't even frown - he had been accustomed to this sound for many years.

But when he saw his only personal servant, Chou Yu, tied up and kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, he finally could no longer maintain his composure.

"Chouyu, Chouyu, what happened to you? Who hit you?!"

He rushed forward, helped Chou Yu up, and at the same time looked up and glared at the people in the house.

"I beat you. What? I gave birth to you and raised you, but I can't even beat up a servant beside you?"

Pan He snorted disdainfully:

"He dared to conceal the master's whereabouts and lied for you. This is the fate he deserves. Let everyone in the yard see who is their master in this mansion!"

Tang Jiting gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot:

"Father, it was me who asked him to conceal the truth and lie. Why don't you just hold me accountable?"

"Chouyu is someone I rescued from the streets. He's not a bonded slave. I never even touched him. How could father punish him? Don't you know that's breaking the law?!"

"King's law?! Haha, hahahaha~"

Pan He laughed out loud, as if he had heard a funny joke, and he laughed so hard that tears came out:

"He's just a servant, so you can beat him up. But I'm the lord of the Earl's Mansion, a third-rank official. I want to see how the government punishes me."

"But it is you, my dear son."

He said in a cold voice:

"You'd better think carefully about where you've been sneaking around today, and tell me the truth. If you've concealed anything, don't blame me for punishing you according to my family rules!"

Tang Jiting clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. If it weren't for the fact that he and Pan Heshang looked a bit similar, he would hardly have believed that the man in front of him was really his biological father.

He is arrogant and indifferent, and treats his only biological son more like an enemy.

When he was a child, he also longed for fatherly love. Faced with Pan He's repeated indifference and hurt, he had accepted it submissively and also tried his best to please him.

He even wondered if he had done something wrong that made his biological father dislike him so much.

But in the end, he understood - if he didn't like it, he didn't like it, no matter what he did.

So now Tang Jiting no longer cares about the so-called blood relationship. He just wants to escape from this place in this life, even if it's only for a moment.

So today, he escaped.

And then—he seemed to have succeeded. Thinking of that beautiful woman who stood tall and proud, she would be his wife in the future.

Tang Jiting's tense expression finally relaxed, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"what can I do?"

He walked to a chair in the middle of the room and sat down, his posture unconsciously carrying a hint of Lu Liluo's shadow:

"Girls should get married when they are old enough, and boys should get married when they are old enough. I am now 17 years old, but my father still refuses to arrange a marriage for me. Naturally, I have to take the trouble to find a husband for myself."

"What? You, you actually went out to find a wild man?"

Pan He stood up in shock, spilling the newly replaced, scalding-hot teacup in his hand, leaving a few blisters on the back of his well-maintained hand.

He didn't care about it anymore.

"You bastard," Pan He was furious.

"Evil boy, kneel down and tell me everything!" Then he turned around and shouted:

"Wu Wen, Nong Jian, please call the court doctor over to me. I want to examine this evil boy today!"

If Tang Jiting's body was already broken, he would beat this evil son to death on the spot to save him from embarrassment, otherwise he would not be able to be the legitimate master of the Earl's Mansion.

After a while, two court doctors really came in. They were both in their thirties or forties, and importantly, they were both women, women...