Han sneered, and she touched the handle of the whip nostalgic, with traces of time on it. The whip was specially made by her father, General Han. She was often used when she was young. Since she got married, she has been put away and never left again.

Touched.

This is a black bamboo whip, which is four and a half feet long, with a thin front and thick back, with a total of ten sections. The top of the whip is very thin, with dense thorns on it.

Seeing that Shen Zhifeng wanted to run out, Han waved his hand and aimed another whip directly at Shen Zhifeng's heart. Shen Zhifeng panicked and blocked it with his hand. Without the cover of his clothes, his skin suddenly burst from his palm to his wrist.

"Ah!" Shen Zhifeng held his hand in pain and knelt down halfway.

Such movements naturally alarmed the butlers and guards outside the study.

But when he saw that the gentle and virtuous wife was waving her long whip with a sharp aura, she didn't dare to pounce on her right now. Seeing that the situation was wrong, a servant hurried to Yansongtang to invite the old lady.

"Madam, Madam, be calm!" the manager shouted in a hurry.

Calm down, how can she calm down? Her only daughter was given a traitor, but through her own hands...

As soon as he thought that he almost caused Qingyun's life, Han's heart trembled with pain, as if countless sharp knives stabbed into his heart.

Her eyes were fierce, just like a female wolf protecting her cub, and she asked sternly: "Shen Zhifeng, why did you instruct Aunt Feng to drug him? You know that I have never eaten wild game. You just stared at Qingyun. I am not prepared for it.

Is it? You are so cruel. That's your daughter, our only daughter!"

Shen Zhifeng didn't expect Han to find out the matter so quickly. He had red eyes and veins on his neck and shouted: "Han, you crazy man, I don't understand what you are saying, why don't you go and call me a mansion quickly

Doctor, I'll tell you, if it's me..."

"What are you?" Han interrupted Shen Zhifeng directly: "You dare to attack Qingyun, what's the use of keeping your hands!"

After saying that, he whipped Shen Zhifeng crazy.

If it were the past, Shen Zhifeng would not have been suppressed by Han. However, for so long, Shen Qingyun had a pampered life, and the greed of Mrs. Jiang during this period made him feel that his body was strong on the outside and was extremely weak.

He could not fight back at all, so he could only dodge in a mess, and was inevitably injured.

The smell of blood suddenly spread.

When the old lady arrived, she was still gasping for breath. What she saw was Han holding a bloody whip in her hand, while Shen Zhifeng was covered in scars and covered in blood. She hid in the corner of the study and begged for mercy. She was so scared that she almost fainted directly.

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"What's wrong? Han! What are you doing! Oh my god, why don't you put down the whip quickly!" The old lady shouted anxiously and rushed forward to check Shen Zhifeng's injuries.

The doctor in the palace was also invited. When he saw this scene, he probably understood what was going on. He could only bury his head and go up to help Shen Zhifeng bandage it briefly.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It's not that his wife is so. It's true that the Duke did it too much.

But when the old lady saw Shen Zhifeng's bloody and blood, she couldn't help but insult Han, and cried while cursing: "What a sin I did? I knew that Han Rou, you were like this, you had known that Han Rou, you were like this.

If you don’t respect your husband and dare to hit others, you shouldn’t let my son marry a slut like you!”

Han took back the whip and sneered in tears: "Why don't you ask your good son Shen Zhifeng what evil has he committed!"

The old lady's eyes were straight, and she no longer had her usual steady appearance, and she saliva flew: "What are you asking! Han Rou is already the daughter-in-law of our Shen family. You have to bear whatever I ask you to do. This is yours.

No one can blame you for your life! After so many years, you can't even give birth to a son. Today, you dare to whip your husband. Do you believe it or not and let my son divorce you? Let anyone dare to ask you, who can't lay eggs

Bad stuff!"

"Didn't you?" Han bit his lip, but he didn't expect the old lady to say such a heart-wrenching statement: "Okay, then write a divorce book, but I still need to count my dowry first."

When the old lady heard the dowry, she was stunned and suddenly calmed down.

Shen Zhifeng held back the pain: "Han, my mother said so because she was so angry with you. Why don't you apologize to your mother? I haven't done anything you said before. Now I will go back to your Nuanyu Pavilion. I won't have my instructions in the future.

, no one is allowed to come out!”

This is to make Han cling to the ground.

"Why do I need to apologize? Shen Zhifeng, you talked with your conscience. After so many years, I have been in charge of the Duke's Mansion. I am worthy of being a little bit of it to you."

Han suppressed his sobs and asked, "What about you, Shen Zhifeng, dare you look into my eyes and say, "How did you treat me?" You betray your promise first and harm your children later. You have to rest.

It should be my Han Rou who is retired!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was silent.

The old lady was about to curse, but Shen Zhifeng suddenly looked up at Han, his eyes full of strong hatred: "Husband, do you have the shame to say this? Han Rou, you will never pay the truth about what you owe me to you for the rest of your life.

!”

Han's body shook: "What do I owe you!"

"Your Majesty is afraid of the Han Mansion. If it weren't for marrying you, how could I have made no achievements in the court? You ruined my lifelong future. You should repay me as a cow and a horse! I also make you delicious

It’s delicious to be your Duke’s wife, Han Rou, don’t be shameless!”

The old lady also straightened her back: "My son is right! This is what your Han family owes us! Besides, you can't give birth to a son and are still jealous and are not allowed to take a concubine. It should have been a long time since you asked for a date.

It is my son who is so kind to you that he spoiled you! Han, why don’t you go and invite the miracle doctor here!"

Han seemed to hear the huge joke and couldn't help laughing: "If it weren't for your Shen Zhifeng's swearing that I was the only one who was determined to be the only one and never take a concubine, would you think I would marry into this Duke's mansion?"

She glanced around the study: "The murals on the wall, the paperweight on the table, big and small, are not from my dowry, but from the Han Mansion. Shen Zhifeng, you are very obedient and narrow-minded, and you have a position that is just a fool.

If your ancestors have the virtues, you should burn incense. If you have the ability, you can go to the battlefield and kill the enemy. Do you dare to exchange your life for meritorious deeds?"

This sentence obviously stepped on Shen Zhifeng's sore spot.

He always had self-suggestedly, pushing all the unsatisfactory onto Han's family, enjoying the convenience of leaning against the Han Mansion with peace of mind, but hating others' contempt for him.

"Han Rou, do you have to say so terrible?" Shen Zhifeng gritted his teeth word by word, and there was a clear murderous intent in his eyes.
Chapter completed!