Poisonous Goddess: I'm just lazing around in the mortal realm.

Duke Anguo was furious; he wished he could tear his son's mouth apart!

If it weren't for the fact that he only had one son when he was old.

He was also extremely unwilling to entrust the future of the An family to such a good-for-nothing!

"An Guochang!"

When Yu Shi saw that her gentle approach wasn't working, she simply joined in with a roar.

Duke Anguo froze, then slowly lowered his head to look at Yu Shi, who was still crying with tears streaming down her face. His already confused mind suddenly became clear.

"What did you call me?" He was stunned for a long time, not realizing that his usually delicate wife would call him that.

Like a resentful woman from the marketplace!

Seeing that her husband was really going to take his anger out on her, Madam Yu had no choice but to immediately lower her voice and say...

"I was just worried that Lian'er would upset you and harm your health. We haven't even figured this out yet, so how can we say it's all Lian'er's fault?"

"You still want to find out? Do you even realize that your son's stupid deeds outside are already a done deal!"

Duke Anguo originally intended to pave the way for his son to inherit his marquisate in the future, so he took advantage of Shen Mu's departure from the capital to find him a temporary position as deputy commander, temporarily in charge of many affairs of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Thinking that it would be convenient to bring up the matter of inheriting the marquisate before the emperor in the future.

Ever since An Jinglian joined the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he hadn't had a proper rest for several days, fearing that some bad news might come from within the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Unexpectedly, the Duke of Anguo, who had assumed that nothing had happened since the Embroidered Uniform Guard had not responded, and thought that his son had finally made something of himself, went to court today specifically to have his subordinates put in a good word for his son before the Emperor.

Thinking of this, Duke Anguo became even angrier, pulled out a leather whip from the table beside him, pointed it at An Jinglian, and angrily cursed.

"Is this the good son you raised? Do you even know what I'm supposed to be doing today?"

Ignoring Yu Shi, who was still clutching his clothes, he raised his hand and slapped An Jinglian.

"Father...Father, I was wrong!"

An Jinglian was so frightened that he ran away, but because the entire study had been smashed to pieces by Duke Anguo, he was caught off guard and fell backwards.

"Ouch—"

"Lian'er—"

With tears in her eyes, Madam Yu tried to help her son up, but at the same time, she clung tightly to Duke Anguo's sleeve, afraid that he might hurt her son.

Seeing that the mother and son were very upset, Duke Anguo angrily cursed them.

"Shut up, all of you! When will this end?!"

"..."

"..."

For a moment, both Yu Shi and An Jinglian tacitly shut their mouths, afraid of angering Duke Anguo again.

Duke Anguo held the leather whip in his hand.

Ever since his wife passed away and his eldest daughter entered the palace, he had been all alone and had always wanted a son to inherit his future title of marquis.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let An Jinglian run wild like this.

Duke Anguo glanced at Yu Shi, who was clinging to him, and then looked at his son lying on the ground. No matter how angry he was, he didn't know how to vent his anger at the moment.

"I thought I wasn't receiving any messages from the Embroidered Uniform Guard because you were efficient and at least didn't make any mistakes. I even naively tried to find someone to put in a good word for you before the Emperor."

Duke Anguo, holding a whip, walked step by step to An Jinglian.

Right now, his wrinkled face was contorted in pain, making him look even more unsettling.

An Jinglian naturally knew his father's anger, and he scrambled to his feet, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

"Father... I was wrong, I was wrong, Lian'er will never dare to do it again..."

He was terrified of his father's whip. It's likely that when he was a child, his father would whip him until his skin was torn and bleeding whenever he made a mistake.

Duke Anguo did not want to hear his pleas for mercy and continued...

"Do you know how utterly disgraced I am today! In the court, in front of so many people! The memorials impeaching you are piled up all over His Majesty's desk!"

Even though he had built up his prestige in the court for decades, it was all destroyed in an instant, like a building collapsing!

He lost face even more than when Prime Minister Pei refused the marriage proposal in front of the palace!

"Father...Father, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me this time...ah..."

Before he could finish speaking, Duke Anguo saw his cowardly appearance and his anger surged again. He lashed out with all his might, instantly tearing An Jinglian's back open.

An Jinglian, kneeling on the ground, screamed extremely pitifully after receiving the lash.

He didn't care about anything else and wanted to run away.

"Father, you hit me... Father, you hit me!"

"Stop!"

Duke Anguo stepped forward to grab his trouser leg, but his whip was not enough to quell his anger!

"Lian'er... Master, Master! This is your only son, how can you bear to part with him!"

Lady Yu never expected that Duke Anguo would actually poison her son. Ignoring Duke Anguo, she rushed to her son's side.

She wanted to use her body to block the Duke of Anguo's whip!

"You...you only know how to bring this up! You know your son killed someone outside! Do you even know that?!"

Duke Anguo held a whip in his hand, but because his wife was standing in front of his son, he couldn't bring himself to strike.

When An Jinglian saw his mother in front of him, he felt as if he had taken a reassuring pill, and his uneasy heart was put back down.

But the burning pain in his back made him unable to hold back and he burst into tears.

"Why are you crying! You useless thing! Why didn't you cry when you killed someone!"

When Duke Anguo saw him crying, he was instantly enraged again. He wanted to go forward and beat him again, but Yu Shi pulled his whip away.

"Master...Master, please stop hitting him, he's just a child..."

"A child? You child, you've killed someone, do you even know that?!"

The Duke of Anguo got angry when he mentioned this, recalling the impeachment memorials that clearly recorded his murderous crimes as a "good boy"!

They were incredibly audacious, committing murder and arson!

Upon realizing this, Duke Anguo's vision went black. Perhaps due to his impulsive temper, he staggered back a few steps in a daze.

When Lady Yu saw that Duke Anguo had let go, she quickly told An Jinglian to leave the study first.

"Go downstairs and let the imperial physician examine your wound. Your father is angry now, so you'll be forced to kneel in the ancestral hall as punishment!" Madam Yu glared fiercely at An Jinglian.

"Yes...yes...Lian'er will go to the ancestral hall to kneel as punishment right away."

An Jinglian, who had understood the meaning, still had tears in the corners of her eyes.

At this point, he no longer cared about appearances. As he scrambled out of the study, he made sure to close the door behind him.

In his heart, he would rather kneel in the ancestral hall to admit his mistakes than be whipped by his father.

Anyway, as long as his mother is around, he won't be kneeling in the ancestral hall for long. So, it's best to let his adoptive father handle this shameful matter.