I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

Wen Qingzhi smiled without saying anything, and handed the checked details to Chunyu, "Go and arrange it."

"Yes."

As soon as Chunyu left, Zhang Xing came over to report: "Miss, it's bad, the Regent wants to beat Wenping to death!"

"..."

People like Wen Ping deserve to die, but they cannot die in her house.

unlucky!

"understood."

She followed Zhang Xing to the woodshed. As soon as she reached the door, the smell of blood hit her nose.

She really didn't like the taste and subconsciously frowned.

Screams continued to be heard from inside, and blood was everywhere, starting from the door.

When she walked in, she saw Feng Junxiao taking action himself, grabbing Wen Ping's collar and punching him one after another, each punch hitting the flesh.

Wen Ping's face, which had once looked quite good, was now unrecognizable as a human being. It had become a bloody mess, like a pool of rotten meat.

"Lord Regent, please show mercy."

She stepped forward to dissuade him, but was met with a cold stare from Feng Junxiao.

"Plead for him?"

"No, I don't want him to die in this mansion. It's unlucky."

Wen Qingzhi's calm tone didn't sound like she was reluctant at all. Even her cold eyes made it seem like she wanted Wen Ping to die sooner.

"..."

After hearing Wen Qingzhi's words, Feng Junxiao calmed down, threw Wen Ping away like throwing away garbage, and looked around.

Wen Qingzhi understood and handed him a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

Feng Junxiao looked at the crescent-shaped white handkerchief embroidered with a little cat in front of him, took it and wiped it casually.

The long, bony fingers were wiped one by one, which was very attractive to the controlled Wen Qingzhi.

"What does the Regent intend to do with this man?"

Wen Qingzhi looked at Wen Ping with disgust.

"Li Niang has suffered for him for so many years in vain. He deserves to know what it's like to be stabbed in the back."

Feng Junxiao walked out with his long legs, and Wen Qingzhi followed closely behind him. She asked Zhang Xing to keep an eye on the man and make sure he didn't die, as they still needed to check him.

Wen Qingzhi is a person who likes to be loyal to one person.

Feng Yun Xiaoye's gray robe, stained with blood, resembled a plum blossom in bloom in winter, alluring and alluring. Gold thread threaded through the blossom, forming a stamen that was lifelike.

"Senior brother."

As soon as they came out, they ran into Li Niang who was coming over.

"Senior Brother, Wenping..."

"not dead."

Feng Junxiao saw the wound on her face and looked at her coldly, "You want someone like this?"

Li Niang's eyes flickered, and she lowered her head in shame, "I don't know..."

"Humph."

Feng Junxiao snorted coldly and left, leaving Li Niang standing there, staring at his back in a daze.

She turned around and looked towards the woodshed, attracted by the bloodstains at the door.

When senior brother said he was not dead, he just meant he was not dead.

Under Wen Qing's gaze, Li Niang slowly walked into the woodshed. When she saw the pool of rotten meat on the ground, her heart trembled.

"Husband..."

She called out to the man, and Wen Ping looked up in response, shooting a vicious look at Li Niang.

The bloody face was unrecognizable, and the eyes were half-open and swollen.

When he opened his mouth, blood foam came out. There was a gap at his front teeth, and blood flowed out every time he opened and closed his mouth.

Li Niang approached, wanting to wipe the blood off his face, but she heard Wen Ping's faint curse: "You...bitch, you and Feng, Feng Yunxiao...are not clear...I will divorce you when I get back! Divorce you, you slut!"

Just these few words seemed to have used up all of Wen Ping's strength. He collapsed to the ground, unable to tell whether he was breathing in or out. His whole body felt like it was falling apart.

Damn!

Feng Junxiao and this slut both deserve to die!

"Slut...?"

Li Niang's body swayed and she almost fell to the ground. Her shoulders trembled, and her hands tightly tugged at her sleeves. She looked at Wen Ping in disbelief, "You, you are unreasonable!"

She had thought that after all their years of marriage, he had never acted like this, even when he initially thought it was her fault that she couldn't conceive. Why, after learning that he was the one with the problem, he couldn't accept it?

Do you still want to throw dirty water on yourself and your senior brother?

"You don't need to divorce me, I will divorce you!"

Her parents passed away early, and she had been dependent on her senior brothers and sisters since she was a child. Feng Junxiao was their eldest senior brother. To Li Niang, Feng Junxiao was like her parents. How could she insult him?

what?

How dare this bitch divorce me?

Wen Ping's blood was boiling in his heart, and he felt a sweetness in his throat and a bloody taste in his mouth.

Li Niang left in a huff. When she came out, she bumped into Wen Qingzhi and said apologetically, "Miss Wen, I'm sorry for dirtying your firewood room..."

"I hope you really understand."

Wen Qingzhi returned to the yard and as soon as she stepped in, she saw Chunyu staring at her with fear on her face.

"what happened?"

"girl!"

Chunyu came over in small steps and whispered, "The Regent is in your room. He said... he wants to take a bath."

"Ok?"

"He's in my room, does he want to take a bath?"

OK?

Wen Qingzhi hurried over and saw Feng Yunxiao sitting on the couch in his room, seemingly still angry.

"Regent."

Feng Junxiao raised his head, looked in the direction of the voice, and looked at her, "What are you doing?"

"..."

At this moment, Feng Junxiao looked at the girl in front of him who used to be calm and composed, now standing in front of him in a daze. He caught all the dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"This is the Marquis's residence, not the Regent's. If you want to bathe, you'd better go back."

She couldn't confront Feng Junxiao at the moment, so after saying this, she said tactfully, "The Marquis's Mansion doesn't have any clothes for you."

"It doesn't matter."

Feng Junxiao stood up, showing the bloodstains on his body, and asked her with a half-smile, "If I leave the mansion like this, what do you think others will think?"

There are too many people that can be offended in the Beiming Kingdom, and Feng Yunxiao is the one that cannot be offended the most.

If he walked out of the Marquis' Mansion covered in blood, all of Wen Qingzhi's paths would be blocked.

After weighing the pros and cons, Wen Qingzhi decided to give in. "Your Highness understands that the Regent is also considering the Marquisate. Don't worry, I will have someone arrange a carriage later. You can go through the back door and no one will notice."

"what?"

"You let me go through the backdoor?!"

Feng Junxiao became furious instantly, his chest heaving as he met Wen Qingzhi's extremely serious expression.

There wasn't a trace of cunning in those big eyes, even... too sincere, showing that she really disliked Feng Junxiao and wanted him to get out immediately.

"really,"

Wen Qingzhi admitted, "It's not right to let you go through the back door, but it's also a helpless move. After all, you are a man. If the news of you bathing in my house gets out, the Marquis's Mansion will lose face."

"Of course, I'm still afraid of tarnishing your reputation."

Wen Qingzhi immediately called Chunyu over to prepare the carriage after she finished speaking, and said to Feng Yunxiao, "The carriage of the Marquis' Mansion is not as luxurious as yours. Please make do with it and bear with it for a while."

Chunyu received the order and ran as fast as he could, fearing that if he was delayed for a moment, the Regent would not be able to escape.

Her daughter is not married yet, how can she let a strange man bathe in her house? If this gets out, how can her daughter get married?

No, absolutely not!