May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

The two had fought many times before, and this wasn't the first time Wen Tianming had been beaten down by Lu Chengyuan; he was already used to it.

He grimaced as he got up from the ground, spitting angrily, "Lu Chengyuan, is that all the grit you've got!"

Lu Chengyuan's eyes were bloodshot: "I'm useless, and you're brainless! Wen Tianming, what are you thinking all day long!"

Hu Yanzhuo is about to leave, why are you interfering?! Have you lost your mind?!

Wen Tianming scoffed, "It's precisely because he's about to leave that I want to vent my brother's anger before he leaves!"

Lu Chengyuan sneered: "If you had any brains at all, you should have secretly hunted him down after he left! What good is it for you to do this now, except to get yourself killed!"

Not only did he get himself involved, but he also got himself involved!

Thinking of this, Lu Chengyuan felt an urge to punch him again.

Wen Tianming knew he was in the wrong, so he remained silent.

He's not stupid; how could he not understand this?

While stealth assassination is one method, in his view, revenge should be taken on the spot for the most satisfying outcome!

Unexpectedly, this moment of impulse led to his own demise.

Lu Chengyuan was annoyed even by looking at him, so he had him sent to the dungeon without saying anything to show him any care.

After the matter was settled, Lu Chengyuan ordered several jars of strong liquor to be brought up.

Qi Rong watched from the side, unable to utter a single sarcastic remark this time, only able to shake his head and sigh.

Everything was going smoothly after Wen Yuanshu's divorce. Who would have thought that the two Wen brothers would act like they had lost their minds and ruin what was originally a great situation?

Lu Chengyuan was caught in the middle and was really dragged down.

Lu Chengyuan drank jar after jar, his jade-like face flushed slightly from the alcohol, his eyes glazed as he gazed at the moon in the sky.

The moon in the sky and the person I love are both so far away and unattainable.

The next day, Lu Chengyuan claimed to be ill and casually summoned a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard to the palace to report the situation.

The emperor was furious and immediately summoned Wen Heng to the palace.

What exactly the emperor and his minister said is unknown, but those outside could clearly hear the emperor's rebuke from inside the imperial study, showing that the emperor was truly angry.

After Wen Heng left the palace, he delivered the military tally of the Wen family army into the palace before noon.

This move was undoubtedly a trade of the Wen family's future for the lives of his two sons.

With the military tally delivered right to his doorstep, how could the emperor refuse to accept it?

After returning home, Wen Heng sighed in front of his family: "Now, I have done all I can. I only beg His Majesty to spare Jing'er and Tianming's lives for the sake of the military tally..."

Once the military tally was handed over, the Wen family lost its last reliance, and from then on, they were truly at the mercy of others.

In an instant, Wen Heng seemed to have aged ten years.

Madam Wen and Madam Wen exchanged a glance, their eyes both reddening.

Wen Yuanshu sat beside Old Madam Wen, her head slightly lowered, her mind racing with thoughts.

She had already handed over the military tally; if that was the case, it would be best if her two brothers could be saved.

What glory or honor is nothing compared to the family.

As for those so-called rumors and gossip... Wen Yuanshu didn't care.

She has lived a second life and has long since come to terms with many things.

Seeing that everyone looked worried, Wen Yuanshu said, "Father, Mother, Eldest Sister-in-law, Second Sister-in-law, it's getting late, let's eat first."

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

Now that Wen Jing and Wen Tianming still have a chance to live, they cannot afford to let themselves be dragged down.

The group exchanged glances and nodded.

The usually bustling Wen family was unusually quiet for this meal.

As Madam Wen ate, she began to cry again: "Father, Mother, I'm afraid this matter can no longer be kept from the children..."

This was not a good thing after all, so they were all subconsciously keeping it from the children.