Han sneered, and she touched the handle of the whip nostalgically. There were traces of time on it. The whip was specially made for her by her father, General Han. She used it when she was young. After she got married, she put it away and never used it again.

Touched it.

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

Seeing Shen Zhifeng trying 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 protection of his clothes, his skin and flesh were suddenly torn from his palm to his wrist.

"Ah!" Shen Zhifeng held his hands in pain and half-knelt down.

Such movement naturally alarmed the housekeeper and guards outside the study.

But when they saw the usually gentle and virtuous lady waving a long whip with fierce momentum, they didn't dare to pounce directly on her. Some servants saw something was wrong and hurried to Yansong Hall to invite the old lady.

"Madam, madam, please calm down!" the steward shouted anxiously.

Calm down, how could she be calm, her only daughter was given the intoxicating drug, and it was through her own hands...

Whenever he thinks about how he almost harmed Qingyun's life, Han's heart trembles with pain, as if there are countless sharp knives stabbing into his heart.

Her eyes were fierce, like a she-wolf protecting her cubs, and she asked sternly: "Shen Zhifeng, why did you instruct Aunt Feng to drug her? You know that I never eat game. You just targeted Qingyun, and I was unprepared.

Oh, you are so cruel, that is your daughter, our only daughter!"

Shen Zhifeng didn't expect that Han would find out the matter so quickly. He shouted with red eyes and veins on his neck: "Han, you madman, I don't understand what you are talking about. Why don't you hurry up and call me?"

Doctor, let me tell you, if I..."

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

After saying that, he whipped towards Shen Zhifeng crazily.

If it were in the past, Shen Zhifeng would not have been suppressed by the Han family like this, but after being pampered for so long, coupled with Shen Qingyun drugging him, and Mrs. Jianghou's greed during this period, he felt that he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

, was unable to fight back at all, and could only dodge in a panic, but was inevitably injured.

The smell of blood suddenly spread.

When the old lady arrived, she was still breathing heavily. What she saw was Mr. Han holding a bloody whip, and Shen Zhifeng, scarred and stained with blood, hiding in the corner of the study begging for mercy. She was so frightened that she almost fainted.

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"What's going on? What's going on? Han! What are you doing! Oh my god, please put down the whip quickly!" The old lady shouted anxiously, and rushed forward to check Shen Zhifeng's injuries.

The government doctor was also invited over. Seeing this scene, he probably understood what happened, so he could only put his head down and help Shen Zhifeng to bandage it briefly.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't blame his wife for being like this. It was indeed the Duke who went too far.

But when the old lady saw the bloody look on Shen Zhifeng's hands, she couldn't help but her blood surged up. She cursed Han and cried, "What kind of evil is this? If I had known you were like this, Han Rou."

If you don't respect your husband and dare to hit someone, you shouldn't let my son marry a bitch like you!"

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

The old lady's eyes widened, she lost her usual calm look, and her saliva flew wildly: "What are you asking! You, Han Rou, are already the daughter-in-law of our Shen family. You will have to bear whatever my son asks you to do. This is yours."

You have no one to blame for your life! After so many years, you have not even been able to give birth to a son, and today you dare to whip your husband. Believe it or not, let my son divorce you. Let’s see who dares to take you, who can’t lay eggs.

Bad stuff!"

"Divide me?" Ms. Han bit her lip. She didn't expect the old lady to say such heart-wrenching words: "Okay, then write a letter of divorce, but I still need to count my dowry first."

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

Shen Zhifeng held back the pain and said: "Ms. Han, why are you so angry with me for saying this? Why don't you apologize to your mother quickly? I haven't done what you said. I will go back to your Nuanyu Pavilion now. There will be no instructions from me in the future."

, don’t come out!”

This is to make the Han family banned.

"Why do I need to apologize? Shen Zhifeng, you speak with your conscience in mind. I have been running the Duke's mansion for so many years, and I am worthy of treating you in the slightest."

Han suppressed the sobs in her heart and asked: "What about you, Shen Zhifeng, do you dare to look me in the eyes and tell me what you did to me? It was you who broke your promise first and killed your children last. You want to divorce

It should be me, Han Rou, who takes off my husband!"

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

The old lady was about to curse, but Shen Zhifeng suddenly raised his head and looked at Han, with strong hatred in his eyes: "Xiu Husband, do you have the nerve to say this? Han Rou, you owe me what you owe me, and you will never be able to repay it in your lifetime."

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Han's body swayed: "I owe you something!"

"Your Majesty is afraid of the Han family. If it weren't for marrying you, how could I have achieved nothing in the court? It was you who ruined my whole life's future. You should repay me like a horse! I also made you delicious.

I am your royal wife, Han Rou, don’t be so shameless!"

The old lady also straightened her back: "My son is right! This is what your Han family owes us! Besides, because you can't give birth to a son, and you are jealous and don't allow concubines, you should have asked yourself to leave the palace long ago.

It's because my son is so affectionate and righteous to you that I spoil you! Mrs. Han, why don't you go and invite the miracle doctor over!"

Mrs. Han seemed to have heard a huge joke and couldn't help but burst into tears: "If you, Shen Zhifeng, hadn't vowed that you would only love me and never take concubines, do you think I would marry into this Duke's palace?"

She glanced around the study room: "The murals on the wall, the paperweights on the table, large and small, all of them are not from my dowry, but from the Han family. Shen Zhifeng, you have high vision but low hand, and a narrow mind. Even if you have a position, it is just a cover-up."

Ancestor Yin De, it’s time to burn incense. If you have the ability, go to battle and kill the enemy, exchanging your life for merit. Do you dare?"

These words obviously stepped on a sore spot for Shen Zhifeng.

All along, he has been self-suggestively blaming all his unhappiness on the Han family, enjoying the convenience of having the Han family at his back, but hating the contempt others have for him.

"Han Rou, do you have to speak so harshly?" Shen Zhifeng gritted his teeth every word, with clear murderous intent in his eyes.
Chapter completed!