His body was as fat as a pig's, and his face had two lumps of flesh.

Despite being adorned with jewels, she still couldn't hide her rustic charm.

The shrew from the Leng family came up to Ye Boqi and started cursing.

"You useless piece of trash, you think you've grown wings now, huh... How dare you hit my Yue'er..."

"Look at yourself... It's a blessing that my Yue'er has taken a liking to you..."

"I'm telling you, release my Yue'er right now... then kneel down and apologize, or I'm not finished with you..."

Since arriving in the capital, she had been living a very comfortable life.

After Leng Qiuyue took control of the Marquis's mansion's secret treasury key, her family's wealth became inexhaustible.

With the Marquis of Shenwei's mansion behind her, she never paid for her purchases; if she set her sights on someone's property or shop, she would simply seize it.

But what's amazing is that she never thought any of this had anything to do with Yi Boqi.

Because of her, she despised Xiao Boqi even more than Leng Qiuyue.

Her attitude towards Yi Boqi was even worse than that towards Leng Qiuyue.

The root of all this is that Ye Boqi was too humble in front of her.

She was so humble that she had long forgotten her identity as Yi Boqi.

Even more surprisingly, she always believed that Ye Boqi was not good enough for her daughter.

Her behavior puzzled the other factions in the capital.

Are all those shrewish women from small towns brainless?

She actually looks down on the heir of the Marquis of Shenwei, whom even we dare not offend!

Where does her sense of superiority come from...?

There are many things that are hard to understand, including Xiao Boqi's humility in front of the Leng family.

A cold glint flashed in Soda Lu's eyes as he stood to the side.

Because this fat, pig-like woman from the Leng family, with a face full of fat and bulging like a pig, actually slapped Yi Boqi across the face while cursing loudly.

Just as he was about to make a move, Xiao Boqi calmly grabbed the arm of the Leng family shrew.

He then shoved the imperial edict into the shrew's hand.

"Use this, it will hurt more when you hit someone."

Upon hearing what Boqi said, the last trace of concern in the shrew's eyes vanished.

I always said that this good-for-nothing couldn't possibly be as ruthless as the rumors suggested.

He's still the same old guy; if I wanted to slap him, he'd just hand me the stick.

He immediately flung away Yi Boqi's hand, without even looking at what Yi Boqi had shoved at him, and raised his hand to slap it.

But he found the object in his hand extremely awkward, and in a fit of anger, he tore it apart with both hands and threw the ripped imperial edict aside.

He raised his hand to hit Boqi again.

But just as she raised her hand, she heard a soft "plop" sound, followed by warm liquid dripping onto her fat face.

After looking up, he immediately let out a terrified scream.

Because her hand was severed at the wrist.

The warm liquid that dripped onto the fat face was the blood gushing from the severed wrist.

"To damage an imperial edict is the same crime as deceiving the emperor."

“After beating Huang Jiu to death with sticks, send him to the prefectural magistrate’s office.”

After saying that, he turned and left.

As I walked, I looked up at the little chrysanthemum in the sky with its shy "little face".

"This is just the beginning; killing one of hers is far from enough."

It would be too easy to kill this stupid, shrewish woman.

However, this would leave the Crown Prince with leverage against the Marquis's family.

No matter how foolish or shameless she may be, she is now the wife of the Right Chief of the Imperial Censorate of Dayang.

Although the current imperial power means nothing to Xiao Boqi, he can use this so-called imperial power to tear apart the flesh and skin of the Dayang Dynasty layer by layer.

Until only a skeleton remained, it was finally ground into powder.

...

The Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

Crown Prince Huang Mingyuan of Dayang was sitting in the head seat, drinking tea.

This Prince Dayang was a legendary figure.

He possesses exceptional talent yet is also adept at patience. Eight years ago, when he graduated from the Sky Academy, he was already ranked among the top three on the Sky Ranking.

Meanwhile, the second prince, who posed the greatest threat to his position as crown prince during the same period, died mysteriously.

The last person the second prince saw before he died was Crown Prince Huang Mingyuan of Dayang.

Huang Mingyuan has a very refined appearance, and his every move exudes royal nobility.

After gently setting down the teacup, Huang Mingyuan looked at Leng Qiusheng, who was standing to the side with his back bent.

"Lord Leng, there is no need to worry."

"As the saying goes, 'It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature,' so it's highly likely that Ye Boqi's sudden attack on your daughter was out of anger and embarrassment."

"After all, he is the son of the Marquis of Shenwei, a man of noble status in Dayang. It is quite possible that his sudden outburst was caused by his daughter being humiliated in public."

As he spoke, he touched the gold dragon pattern on his sleeve and smiled slightly.

"As I predicted, this is a combination of kindness and severity employed by Ye Boqi."

"His intention is to salvage the reputation of the Marquis's mansion, which has been tarnished, and then he will go to your daughter to beg for forgiveness."

“Lord Leng, please sit down. If your wife goes to the Marquis’s residence, then Xiao Boqi will surely take the opportunity to ease the tension between you.”

As he said this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

“I have already arranged for people to deal with him. If he dares to lay a hand on your wife, I will personally go there.”

"Although it is not advisable for Ye Jiusheng to make too many moves while leading troops in battle, the crime of assaulting the wife of the Right Chief of the Selection Office without cause is enough to ruin the reputation of the Shenwei Marquis's mansion."

After a soft hum, he spoke again.

"Without the added prestige of the Marquis of Shenwei, the mansion is just a tiger without its teeth; whether to kill or trap it is entirely up to me."

Leng Qiusheng was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Although everything he has now is given to him by the Marquis of Shenwei, he secretly hopes for the downfall of the Marquis of Shenwei more than anyone else.

If I had to give a reason, it would only be that I feel like I'm someone important now, with a sufficiently prestigious status.

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