Chapter 69: Revenge. Murderer, I'm here to send you to hell. ...

On March 15th, the prince took a concubine.

It’s not a very good day, but it’s time.

After all, it was the prince who was taking a concubine, and the prince was willing to give face to the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion, so outsiders naturally did not dare to say too much and just waited to watch this lively concubine-taking event.

Pei Ji was going to court, and He Zhiliao also wanted to go to Jing'an Marquis' Mansion to watch the excitement, so she thought of going there in advance before He Ruxi got married, so she also got up early.

"It'll be crowded, so you must be careful." Before leaving, Pei Ji looked at He Zhiliao, who was dressing in the mirror, and warned her again, "If you notice anything untoward, leave immediately and don't get involved with them."

He Zhiliao nodded at Pei Ji in the mirror, indicating that he had taken note of his words.

Pei Ji was still a little worried, and after leaving, he did not forget to give some instructions to Yanhua and Xixin. After all, Chunjian always did what the young master said, and was always led by He Zhiliao.

After all, he was going to a wedding banquet, so He Zhiliao didn't want to dress up to overshadow the guests. He just needed to stay within the standard to show his temperament and the nobility of the Pei family.

After a short rest and a simple breakfast, he went directly to the Jing'an Marquis Mansion. After all, he was still a member of He Ruxi's family, so he should go early even if he was just to watch the fun.

After all, it was a concubine, so there was no music or dancing in the streets, but a few shops along the way posted red wedding characters to express congratulations.

The Marquis' Mansion was quite lively. After all, it was a daughter's wedding. Although she was a concubine, she was the prince's concubine. Naturally, her status and position were incomparable. If she could become a concubine in the future, it would be even more amazing.

Therefore, when he arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, He Hongan and He Yao were accepting congratulations from the guests in front of the door, and even generously scattered a lot of copper coins and silver into the crowd.

"Azhi is here!" After all, it was a happy day, so He Hongan didn't show any displeasure when he saw him. "You've come just in time. Your mother and brother are in there with your sister. You should go and take a look too!"

He Zhiliao glanced at him, then his gaze fell on He Yao who was beside him. His expression was light and indifferent, but seemed to carry a faint smile and sarcasm, which annoyed He Yao with just one glance.

"What are you looking at?" He Yao asked angrily in a low voice. Although he had been speaking well recently, he had become more sensitive than before. To him, such a look was nothing but a provocation.

He Zhiliao shook his head slightly, a faint smile on his lips, but he didn't look at him again. He turned around and walked into the mansion.

The excitement he wanted to see today was not here, so naturally he would not stay here for long.

As he walked, he looked at today's attire. The entire mansion was decorated in red, and even the windows were covered with dazzling golden and red wedding characters, which were things he had never had when he got married before.

He never had any expectations for the Jing'an Marquis Mansion, so naturally he would not feel disappointed. However, he would occasionally feel dazed. He thought He Hongan was not a good match, and his mother might have really hurt her eyes when she was young.

Walking along the pavilion corridor towards the backyard, He Ruxi's courtyard is even more beautiful. In the courtyard are piled up the dowry prepared for her in advance, as well as the betrothal gifts specially sent by the prince as a token of respect and apology.

She was given all the requirements for a concubine, and it was so high-profile that it was clearly an slap in the face of Minister Meng and the Crown Princess. It was obvious that it was just as Pei Ji said, the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess were just taking what they wanted from each other, so how could there be any true love between them?

But it’s also true that even the love between father and son in the royal family is false, so why bother about so-called love?

"It wasn't even this lively when the young master got married..." Even though Chun Jian knew that he didn't care about these things, she still felt sorry for him and thought that he shouldn't be treated differently.

He Zhiliao shook his head slightly. Why bother with them about these things? He was not interested in the things in Jing'an Marquis' Mansion. It was already very good to be able to get back the dowry that his mother had left for him.

The sooner you get out of this man-eating den, the better. Even if you have suffered some grievances in the past, it is nothing compared to the carefree days to come.

"Mr. Pei Sizheng."

"Mr. Pei Sizheng is well."

When the servants in He Ruxi's courtyard saw him, they all came forward to pay their respects. They wanted to call him "Young Master", but were pulled back by the maid beside them.

Look, even the lowest servants knew that he particularly hated the Marquis's Mansion.

"Go and pass the message." Harumi said.

"yes."

The maid went in immediately to tell him that He Ruman came out without him having to wait any longer.

He looked even worse. He used to love to wear makeup, but today it seemed that the makeup he put on was even thicker than before. It was obvious that the scars on his face could only be covered up by thick makeup.

He Ruman sneered, "Come if you want. Why do you need a servant to announce it? Do you think we should all kneel down to welcome you?"

Chun Jian bowed slightly to him and said with a smile, "Your Excellency, this is a joke. If our Lord really wants you to kneel down to greet him, you should go to the gate of the Marquis' Mansion to greet him."

The Duke Zhou Mansion was indeed quite impressive during its heyday, but now it is not even qualified to compete with the Pei Mansion. If He Zhiliao really wants to manipulate their status, they can only bow obediently.

He Ruman sneered, "Since you're here, come in. Fourth sister is still getting dressed."

【very nice. 】

"What do you mean?" He Ruman frowned suspiciously, but he could understand this short sentence.

He Zhiliao winked at Chun Jian, who immediately said, "Our Lord's intention is to congratulate the Fourth Young Lady on marrying into the Crown Prince's Mansion. Although she's a concubine, there's no guarantee she'll be promoted to a concubine someday, and even more so in the future. If the Third Young Master truly feels like his life is hopeless, why not go and ask the Fourth Young Lady for help?"

These words put He Ruman in a low position. Naturally, he was not satisfied with this statement, so the look in his eyes when he looked at He Zhiliao became vicious.

"Whether my life is good or bad is not your place to say. If you really wanted to help me, why did you reject my idea of ​​becoming Master Pei's concubine?" He Ruman sneered, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. My failure back then was all because of you!"

He Zhiliao looked at him coldly. Who would want to share a husband with their brothers and sisters? Even if he didn't say it, He Ruman would understand this truth.

Talking to him like this at this time is just like hitting a sore spot.

[Speaking of which, if your mother was willing to worry about you, you might have become the prince's concubine.]

He spoke these words in a heavy and slow voice, and He Ruman could naturally understand them. They instantly brought back all the dark thoughts in his mind.

He Ruman gritted his teeth. He knew that Zhuang Hongxiu was unwilling to focus on him. If she had been willing to think about him earlier, why would he have to suffer so much?

Ultimately, it's just bias.

People say that the palms and backs of the hands are all made of flesh, but this flesh can be thick or thin.

He Zhiliao keenly noticed the strong emotions in his eyes and a smile flashed in his eyes, but if it was just hatred, it would not be enough.

He raised his foot and was about to leave, but He Ruman frowned and called him, "Aren't you going in?"

【I want to walk around.】

"What's there to see? This place is much more lively than when you got married. Even the wedding characters are sprinkled with gold foil. You and I don't have such treatment." He Ru watched him leave, and even he himself didn't know why, he actually raised his feet to chase after him.

He Zhiliao nodded slightly. As soon as he entered the mansion, he knew that the scene was much more lively than when he first encountered it. However, he had no intention of opening his heart to He Ruman. All he wanted was to provoke him.

Seeing him nod, He Ruman seemed to remember that they were in the same situation at the beginning, so he started talking to him on his own.

"I used to hate you the most. I hated you for being born as the legitimate son of a marquisate. I hated you for usurping our position. I was afraid that all the benefits would fall on you in the future. But now I see that those benefits didn't fall on you, nor on me."

"Remember, we always liked to bully you, but Second Brother never got involved. We thought he was on your side, but later we realized there was no need for him to do that, because he was a male member of the Marquisate. Even if he didn't fight or compete, everything in the Marquisate would be his in the future."

"I know you hate me, and I hate you too, but now I just feel that we are the same. I hate the person who once held me in high esteem but now treats me like a piece of trash even more."

He Ruman kept talking, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and who finally met today and wanted to tell each other all the things that happened in the past.

Just as he expected, He Zhiliao showed an extremely complicated and aggrieved expression, as if she had taken his words to heart.

[Unfortunately, your mother only has He Yao and He Ruxi in her heart.]

He sighed slightly, and with that complicated and melancholy look on his face, it seemed as if someone was feeling sorry for him.

He Ruman stared at his lips carefully, and when he said this, he felt a little guilty. However, the guilt was very shallow, and it completely disappeared after seeing that he now had an extraordinary temperament and was dressed in expensive clothes.

But He Zhile's words only reminded him that his mother only had his second brother and fourth sister in her heart. He was stuck in the middle and was nothing at all. He didn't even have the qualifications to compete.

The overwhelming hatred came over him again, and even the wounds on his body that had been tortured and healed began to hurt.

【ah. 】

He spoke softly, pointing somewhere with a nostalgic look, and did not continue until He Ruman's eyes fell on him seriously again.

When I was bullied in the past, I always thought, if only the bullies would disappear, I would burn down the house. Unfortunately, I can't do that.

He was afraid that He Ruman couldn't see his lip movements clearly, so he spoke this sentence very slowly, and even his lip movements were exaggerated.

He Ruman looked at him in a daze, as if he suddenly realized - Oh, so this can be done?

"It's too late to say anything now. The auspicious time is almost here. Let's go?" After saying this, He Ruman couldn't wait to return the same way.

Looking at his hurried back, He Zhiliao pursed her lips and smiled.

A fool who is stupid and doesn't know it.

They returned to He Ruxi's yard, and as soon as they walked in, they saw Zhuang Hongxiu looking around, as if looking for them.

"Where did you brothers go to chat?" Zhuang Hongxiu said, looking at He Zhi timidly and embarrassedly, "Azhi, do you want to go in and see Xixi? After all, she is the fourth sister."

He Zhiliao shook his head slightly. It would be better for him to stand outside so that he wouldn't be blamed for anything that happened inside. On a day like this, it would be better not to conflict with the prince.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Zhuang Hongxiu naturally would not force him, and went in again to look after He Ruxi, acting as if she didn't see He Ruman the whole time.

The more she was afraid to look, the more it seemed to He Ruman that his mother had abandoned him in his already twisted heart, and the stronger his hatred became.

He Zhiliao believed that even if he did nothing today, He Ruman would still be filled with hatred.

The auspicious time will soon arrive.

He Ruxi was supported as she walked out. Her face, which was not yet covered with veil, was dotted with rouge. Her age was hard to tell. She looked particularly mature and steady, yet also gorgeous and beautiful.

Zhuang Hongxiu took the red veil and put it on her head, while He Yao carried her on his back and walked outside. This alternating behavior clearly told others how favored He Ruxi was at home and how she had a backer.

But He Zhiluo didn't have these when he got married, and He Ruman didn't have these when he got married, so he would hate it.

He Zhiliao glanced at He Ruman's expression. His eyes were already filled with hostility, without a trace of tenderness or clarity. The overwhelming hatred was as if he wanted to set the Jing'an Marquis Mansion on fire immediately.

He Zhiliao was even more satisfied, but he hurriedly followed the wedding procession away, fearing that he would be affected.

He Ruxi was safely sent to the sedan chair of the Prince's Mansion. Although there were only a few musicians, everyone knew that the box following behind her was sent by the Prince, and no one dared to look down on it.

She entered the Prince's Mansion in this sedan chair.

"Zhengjun, I have checked and found that Mingqin Pavilion has the best location. I have already requested a private room on the top floor." Xixin said in a low voice.

He Zhiliao nodded and said, "Let's go quickly."

He had always eaten little for breakfast, and had not even eaten the feast at the Marquis' Mansion just now. He was already a little hungry at this moment, and these snacks had no taste, so he asked Chun Jian to go to the restaurant to buy food, including food for the three of them.

"Young Master has grown taller, it's time to make new clothes." Chun Jian saw that he ate quickly and a lot, and couldn't help but tease him, "You were weak before, and now you are making up for it."

Hearing him say this, He Zhiliao subconsciously looked at his cuffs and felt that they were indeed a fingertip shorter.

These are his clothes from last year. He has grown so much in just one year. They are really nice.

Now is the age when I am growing up. I eat a lot and consume a lot. Instead of gaining weight, I have gained height. Although it is not obvious yet, I am still skinny.

Chunjian and the other two took turns eating. Xixin finished eating first, and when he was serving him, he opened the window on that side, which happened to allow him to see the direction of Jing'an Marquis' Mansion.

"It seems that they haven't taken any action yet." Xixin said softly.

[I'm afraid I'll need to analyze and explain this further.]

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw thick smoke rising from the direction of Jing'an Marquis Mansion.

This was somewhat beyond his expectations, but he figured it out in the blink of an eye. After days of quarreling, He Ruman was probably already saying everything he could say, scolding, and complaining about, and now all that was left was hatred.

Jing'an Marquis Mansion.

After sending He Ruxi away, He Hongan and He Yao had a feast and drinks with the guests in the front yard. Today was a happy day, so naturally no one dared to mention He Yao's past, so they had a pleasant chat.

He Ruman called Zhuang Hongxiu to the backyard and said with a smile, "Mom, are you satisfied with what I did today? I promised you that I wouldn't cause trouble, and I mean it."

"Yes, you are my good son. I have always treated you unfairly!" Zhuang Hongxiu began to wipe away her tears. She then thought of something and asked, "What did you say to He Zhiliao just now? He has ulterior motives. Don't let him harm you!"

He Ruman smiled and said, "Why is mother so afraid of him? Could it be that I have done something to let him down again?"

Zhuang Hongxiu thought what he said was strange, but he had been very strange recently, so one day might not make a difference. After all, he was her son, so she told him about how she had poisoned He Zhile's mother.

"Mother did that for your status, otherwise I would never have done such a thing!" Zhuang Hongxiu cried particularly pitifully, like a gentle and kind woman who had to do those cruel things to protect her children.

But He Ruman knew that she was doing it all for herself.

"Mother, you are so kind." He Ruman chuckled softly, "Mother, can you come back to the room with me and talk? I have a lot of personal things I want to tell you."

Zhuang Hongxiu followed him into the house and dismissed the servants. This was the thing she regretted most in her life.

As soon as she entered the inner room, He Ruman hugged her, and then a sharp dagger stabbed into her abdomen. She felt pain immediately and pushed him away with all her strength, her face full of shock.

Zhuang Hongxiu never expected that he would raise the dagger and stab her!

"You, you are crazy, I am your mother..." She covered the wound tightly, the pain made it difficult for her to walk, and even the strength in her body seemed to be drained away by something.

He Ruman, however, stared down at the dagger, tilting his head slightly to look at her, "Mom, isn't human blood supposed to be red? Why is your blood black?"

"What?!" Zhuang Hongxiu looked at the wound and saw that her hand was now stained with black blood. Her originally clean and tidy clothes had also become dirty, as if they had been splashed with ink.

"It seems that someone hates you as much as I do..." He Ruman said as he laughed crazily, "Anyway, I won't survive today. Mom, you owe me so much, so why don't you stay with me?"

As he spoke, he poured the combing oil on the table onto the ground, opened the fire and threw it over, and the flames instantly shot up.

He Ruman burst into laughter. "Die! Die with me! I've had enough of living!"

Zhuang Hongxiu's eyes were full of fear. She dragged her body and struggled to climb out. During the process, she was pulled back by He Ruman. The two of them were tearing at each other, and inevitably their bodies were burned by the fire.

By the time people discovered what had happened, the originally beautiful courtyard had been burned down, He Ruman had been burned to death, and Zhuang Hongxiu, who had escaped by chance, was also seriously burned. Coupled with the wound on her abdomen and the toxins in her body, even if she was rescued, she would not be able to survive for many days.

No one had ever expected that a good marriage would end up like this.

He Zhiliao looked at the billowing smoke from the Jing'an Marquis Mansion and thought of what He Rumen had said, and found it ridiculous.

Did he think that he could wipe out the past by simply a few apologies and some half-hearted explanations?

He will always remember how the He brothers and sisters treated him.

Not only did they steal his monthly salary, destroy his three meals a day, but they also pushed him into the water and placed snakes, insects, rats, ants and frogs on his bed. It was clear that they had committed violence against him before he even reached the age of marriage.

He kept every single thing in mind, so how could he change it just because of a little regret before his death?

If that were the case, he would be a complete idiot.

Even He Zhiliao, who has no worries about food and clothing now, cannot choose to forgive his past self.

Besides, how can that be forgiveness?

That is clearly betrayal.

It was beyond his expectation that Zhuang Hongxiu didn't die, but it was not a big deal. Even if he didn't do anything, Zhuang Hongxiu would not live long. It was even more torturous for her to linger on like this.

But one life for another, my mother's death must be commemorated with Zhuang Hongxiu's blood.

Such a big thing happened in Jing'an Marquis Mansion, and He Ruman was the legitimate master of Zhouguo Mansion. At first, the Zhouguo Mansion didn't even look at him, but later, for some reason, they came to the door and took the body back for burial.

He Yao continued to live a life of debauchery. Although he was no longer as strong as before, he became more fond of torturing others. There were always people willing to pay money to be beaten. He Hongan was even more unrestrained, bringing countless men and women to his house.

Those who don’t know the truth would think that Jing’an Marquis Mansion has become a brothel.

Zhuang Hongxiu was unable to move due to burns and her face was also burned. She could only listen to the noise and cry silently.

He Zhiliao estimated that the time was about right, so he took some gifts and planned to go back to the mansion to visit.

It was daytime when he arrived at the mansion. He thought that since there was so much noise and fun at night, he would be able to live a little more peacefully during the day, but he was wrong.

The whole mansion was filled with the smell of lust. He felt so nauseous that he could hardly stand, but he still forced himself to walk towards the courtyard where Zhuang Hongxiu was now.

Before the maid could report, he heard a disgusting sound, the woman's coquettish voice... and Zhuang Hongxiu's angry whimpering.

He Zhiliao signaled the servants in the Marquis' Mansion to leave, and he stood in the courtyard listening. The sounds came one after another, accompanied by He Hongan's cursing and nonsense, and he actually heard something.

He stood there, feeling as if he had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell. His whole body was incredibly cold, yet he began to tremble inexplicably.

He had said it long ago that the He family deserved to be wiped out.

"Young Master..." Chun Jian's eyes were red and filled with anger, as if he wanted to tear the person inside into pieces.

He Zhiliao closed his eyes, not being anxious, he couldn't be anxious, revenge couldn't be ignored without any care because of anger.

Soon, the noise inside disappeared, and He Hongan came out with the scantily clad girl in his arms.

"Why are you here? To see her?" He Hongan was still drunk and sneered as he said this, "Then go and see her. She's dying anyway..."

He Zhiliao nodded slightly, turned sideways to let them leave, and then he led his people into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, he was retching at the indescribable smell. He covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, walked up to Zhuang Hongxiu, looked at her rotten face and miserable appearance, and finally couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"You...save me..." Zhuang Hongxiu said with difficulty, her burned eyes showing only a slit, but she still stared at He Zhiliao, trying to get him to rescue her.

He Zhiliao shook his head slightly. He was even afraid that she couldn't see his lip movements clearly, so he wrote down what he wanted to say on paper in advance, clearly and powerfully. To take care of her, he even wrote it in large letters.

——Murderer, I’m here to send you off.

Zhuang Hongxiu struggled and shook her head. It wasn't her! She was also framed!

【I see. 】

He Zhiliao curled his lips slightly. Just now, he heard with his own mouth how He Hongan mocked Zhuang Hongxiu, and he also heard from his drunken words that Zhuang Hongxiu was his scapegoat.

He Hongan also harmed my mother, perhaps using the same method as Zhuang Hongxiu.

But so what?

Even if there really was someone else who killed my mother, does that change the fact that Zhuang Hongxiu once poisoned my mother?

He Hongan is the real culprit, and Zhuang Hongxiu is not clean either. Even if his mother had not been implicated, he would not let Zhuang Hongxiu go!

The damned people are still alive and well, why should they live like they used to!

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Author's words: Pei Gouzi: "Another chapter with a low level of 'loneliness'. I'm very scared, but also feel the good feeling that my wife has finally grown up..." [covering face and peeking][covering face and peeking]

Little Zhiliao: What a refreshing feeling! ! ! [Sprinkle flowers][Sprinkle flowers]

(There is a new event, by the way, please give me some nutrient solution~ [kiss][kiss])