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

No wonder.

It's rare to see Wen Yuanshu walk so fast.

"When I came out, dinner was already ready in the kitchen. Let's go back."

"Ah."

The family rode back to the Lu residence in a carriage and sat down to eat together as usual.

As for what kind of storms Wen Chengyi will face in the Marquis's mansion, that's beyond the concern of this family of three.

However, Wen Yuanshu still has to worry about her own child.

"Xi'er, if you ever find a girl you like in the future, you'd better take a good look at her character," Wen Yuanshu said.

As soon as Wen Yuanshu finished speaking, Lu Chengyuan nodded in agreement: "That's right. If you upset your mother because of your search for a wife, just wait and see."

Wen Xi immediately shuddered.

He could vaguely sense a chill in those last few words.

He quickly replied, "Mother, please rest assured, I will be very careful."

He actually wanted to say that he was still young and that he wouldn't have anyone he liked for the time being, and probably wouldn't have anyone for the next three to five years either.

However, this statement is no longer necessary.

-

After lunch, Lu Chengyuan and Wen Yuanshu went for a walk together, while Wen Xi returned to the front yard.

“I have already sent someone to invite Shao Hongtao to the Embroidered Uniform Guard’s office,” Lu Chengyuan said. “Let him suffer tonight, and the trial will begin tomorrow.”

"So fast?"

Although Wen Yuanshu had long known that Lu Chengyuan was decisive and efficient, she never expected that his actions would be this fast.

“I’m just idling around anyway,” Lu Chengyuan said.

Wen Yuanshu naturally knew that what he said was not true.

The two strolled leisurely around the courtyard for a while when Wen Yuanshu suddenly remembered something: "I remember the Sun family is still in the Embroidered Uniform Guard's dungeon?"

Not knowing why she suddenly brought this up, Lu Chengyuan nodded: "Yes."

"The Minister of Personnel used to be a man of the Prince of Jin."

"You said Wu Hao was so famous back then that even the current Consort Chen noticed him. How could the Empress not notice him?"

"Perhaps... the Sun family knows something, who knows?"

Lu Chengyuan's eyebrows twitched.

Not bad.

If they serve in the same court and share the same goals, the Sun family might indeed know something.

It's even possible that the Sun family ran errands for the Empress.

Lu Chengyuan's eyes darted around: "Then let's lock them up closer together and watch them fight like dogs?"

There might actually be some unexpected gains.

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

Meanwhile, Shao Hongtao finally managed to get off the ice bench, only to be roughly thrown into a cell.

The so-called "ice bench" involves first confining a person in a stuffy, hot environment, or even directly roasting them with fire until they are drenched in sweat, and then pressing them down onto a bench covered with ice.

It's only because the Embroidered Uniform Guard is full of talented people and its subordinates know how to behave properly; otherwise, if they were outside, such cruel torture would probably kill them.

The cell where Shao Hongtao was thrown was right next to the cells where the male members of the Sun family were imprisoned.

Sun Wenrui didn't recognize the person next door at first. It wasn't until dawn the next day, when a small area of ​​the dungeon was lit up, that he was able to see the person next door clearly by the light of day.

"Isn't this Lord Shao? How come he's ended up in the dungeon too?" Sun Wenrui's voice sounded cheerful.

After a whole night, Shao Hongtao's pain finally eased. He struggled to turn over, met Sun Wenrui's eyes, and immediately snorted coldly: "Lord Sun is still alive. It seems that he's getting worse every day since becoming a prisoner. How much neglect must the Ministry of Justice have given him to survive until now?"

"Lord Shao is quite impressive; he might even get ahead of me."

The two of them went back and forth, neither giving an inch.

The Embroidered Uniform Guards outside exchanged glances, as if they hadn't heard what they were saying.

After a while, the person who brought the food arrived.

What good food could one eat in a dungeon? Especially for Shao Hongtao, who was used to eating and drinking well outside, just looking at it would kill his appetite.