The man was incredibly strong, kicking one side of the door in half, which crashed to the ground with tremendous force, terrifying the three people inside.

"Who the hell is this, daring to disturb my good time, I..." Song Yuxiu was also terrified, his face turning pale. He was about to curse when he turned his head and met a pair of fierce eyes.

The man stood at the doorway, dressed in black robes and armor, against the backdrop of the night.

He slowly drew his sword from his waist!

Drawing his sword,

He walked slowly into the house.

The candlelight in the room flickered in his eyes, red like burning red lotus flames, and the anger in his eyes seemed capable of slaughtering everything.

The two courtesans screamed in terror when they saw the man holding a sword. They hid in a corner of the bed, too afraid to move. When Song Yuxiu met his gaze, he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.

The body, which had just shown some reaction, instantly shrunk in fear.

this time,

It has completely withered.

"Big brother."

"Who's your brother?"

"No...no, young master!" Song Yuxiu was disheveled and trembling with fear.

When I got out of bed, my legs were unsteady and I fell.

This is a Marquis's residence! Where did Shen Jingchuan come from?

His mind went blank. He casually picked up some clothes from the ground and put them on, then crawled over. "When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

Shen Jingchuan remained silent, only taking a step forward.

Lift your foot,

Gather your strength!

He kicked him hard in the chest.

Song Yuxiu's physique was no match for Shen Jingchuan. He flew several meters away and crashed into a wall. His bones felt like they were about to shatter, and his internal organs felt like they were being churned up where he was kicked.

The pain was so intense it was almost numbing.

"Ah—" A bloodcurdling scream instantly echoed throughout the entire Marquis's mansion!

Shen Zhiyi had already run to the door, "Brother, brother..."

"Stop right there! Don't come in! Don't plead!"

Shen Jingchuan's attitude was firm!

Shen Zhiyi looked anxious, but was also afraid of her elder brother and dared not go in.

Meanwhile, in a dark corner, Kong Qing watched all this and clicked his tongue repeatedly: "I thought Miss Shen was coming to catch her in the act? I didn't expect it to be Young Master."

"Tonight, the young master Song is likely to face dire consequences!"

"The way Miss Shen looks, she's really worried. It seems she still has feelings for Prince Song."

Zhou Xuance remained silent.

Worry?

She was probably ecstatic.

Song Yuxiu felt as if his spine was about to break. He was breathing heavily and felt dizzy from the kick. Just as he came to his senses, Shen Jingchuan took several steps forward.

Sheathed her sword and, as if picking up a chick, pulled him up.

His fingers clenched into a fist, so tightly that his bones cracked.

"Young Master, I can explain."

Shen Jingchuan ignored him and raised his arm.

One punch!

Then a punch...

It hit him in the face.

"Explanation? Song Yuxiu, you have the audacity to do this! Zhiyi is the apple of our Duke's eye. Marrying her is a blessing you've earned over several lifetimes. It's not enough that you betrayed her once, you dare to treat her like this."

"Have all the people in our Duke's mansion really died out?"

"You keep saying you like this girl, is this your sincerity? I see it! Today..."

"I'll show you my sincerity too!"

Song Yuxiu screamed repeatedly, and the two women in the room cowered, too frightened to even breathe.

Shen Zhiyi paced anxiously at the door, but couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Brother, please have mercy!" she cried out.

"Shut up!" Shen Jingchuan frowned.

The more Shen Zhiyi pleaded for mercy, the harder he beat her.

For some reason, she felt as if someone was watching her from nearby. She looked around, but it was a dark and windy night, and she couldn't see a single person. Could it be that she was just imagining things?

"He is, after all, my husband!"

"It won't be like that for long."

...

Song Yuxiu's small frame was not strong enough to withstand a beating. After countless punches landed, his handsome face was covered in bloodstains.

Shen Jingchuan grabbed him by the back of the neck and lifted him out, glancing at the two girls on the bed out of the corner of his eye. "Get dressed and come out with me!"

The two nodded repeatedly.

As soon as the door opened, Shen Zhiyi rushed forward, "Husband!"

"Try calling him 'husband' again!" Shen Jingchuan said angrily.

"elder brother……"

“If you dare to plead for him, I’ll take my sword and stab him with a hole if you say one more word. If you say two words, I’ll stab him with two holes.”

"..."

Song Yuxiu felt a chill run down his spine.

madman!

Shen Jingchuan is a complete lunatic.

Someone please save me!

At this time, Xuanhua Marquis Song Maozhang, Song Ruoying, and Song Shaohuai had arrived, with Cuilan following behind, supporting the "seriously ill" old lady.

The Song family members were all stunned by Song Yuxiu's appearance.

"Shen Jingchuan!" Song Maozhang exclaimed, heartbroken for his son. "What are you doing? This is the Marquis of Xuanhua's residence! You broke into the Marquis's residence at night and injured my son! You've gone too far!"

He instinctively wanted to rush forward to save his son, but he didn't expect that Shen Jingchuan would let go of Song Yuxiu. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

then--

He drew the sword from his waist.

A cold glint flashed before everyone's eyes.

The sword was held directly against Song Maozhang's neck, terrifying him to the point of turning pale. "Shen Jingchuan, have you gone mad!"

"My lord, swords have no eyes."

"Yu, Yuxiu..." The old lady was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.

"Big brother!" Song Ruoying and Song Shaohuai were also anxious.

"Help, help me." Song Yuxiu tried to get up, but Shen Jingchuan stepped on his back and he fell heavily to the ground, his face making intimate contact with the ground.

"Shen Jingchuan!" The old lady paced anxiously, "This is the Marquis's residence, not your Duke's residence."

"I heard that you were seriously ill, so I came to visit you. But now that I hear you speaking, you sound very strong. Are you really sick?"

"I……"

With her own grandson nearly beaten to death, the old lady no longer cared about pretending to be sick.

"Let's talk things out. We're all in-laws. Why is the young master acting like this?" Cui Lan began to act as a peacemaker.

“Yes, let’s talk this out. If Yu Xiuzhen has done anything wrong, I will not forgive him,” Song Maozhang said urgently.

"This is the Marquis's residence. If you treat my brother like this and this is reported to His Majesty, even if you are the young master of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, you will probably be in deep trouble!" Song Ruoying said fiercely.

She thought that bringing up the Emperor would make Shen Jingchuan afraid.

Unexpectedly, he curled the corners of his lips into a cold laugh and said, "Then we'll go and explain ourselves to His Majesty!"