Chapter 2: A Slap in the Face

A tall figure walked over. It was Jiang Zhen, Marquis of Pingxi, the real owner of the Marquis of Pingxi Mansion.

Jiang Wenzhou bowed and went forward, complaining angrily, "Father, you don't know how evil she is, she..."

He was a famous nobleman in the capital, known for his elegant demeanor and praised by the world. But at this moment, he was impatient and angry, and had completely lost his composure.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Pingxi Hou's eyes. His son didn't seem to be very good at ordinary times, but his weaknesses were exposed when something happened. He was too impatient and needed more experience.

"Shut up. Marriage is a serious matter, and you can't take it lightly. You've already gone through the three letters and six ceremonies. She's your wife, and you must respect and love her."

The three documents are: the engagement letter, the gift letter, and the wedding letter. The six ceremonies are: the marriage proposal, the name inquiry, the good news, the betrothal gift, the date request, and the wedding ceremony. Note (1)

Even though they haven't gotten married yet, the marriage is already a done deal, approved by etiquette and the world.

Yun Zheng knew that despite Pingxi Hou's gentlemanly appearance, it was all a facade. In reality, he was the mastermind behind the entire incident, a cunning and treacherous old fox.

He would get her into the Marquis' Mansion at all costs, use her dowry to fill the hole in the Mansion, and ensure the prosperity of the entire Mansion.

However, if the people do not fight with the officials, and the poor do not compete with the rich, they will not be able to win.

Jiang Wenzhou was originally the second son of the Pingxi Marquisate. Since his elder brother passed away, he has been the heir to the Marquisate. He was pampered and used to being flattered. He was arrogant and proud. How could he tolerate such humiliation?

Seeing his son's angry expression, Marquis Pingxi frowned slightly and glared at him coldly.

Then, Pingxi Hou turned around and smiled amiably, "Zheng'er, I apologize to you on behalf of Wenzhou. This boy is young and impetuous, but he has no ill intentions. He was looking forward to marrying you last night."

As an elder, he has shown enough respect by showing such an attitude. Others would have been flattered.

Unfortunately, Yun Zheng didn't buy it. The ten years of torture made her know very well what kind of person Pingxi Hou was: greedy, cruel, and unscrupulous.

Her thoughts raced, but her face remained silent. Her bright eyes looked at Jiang Wenzhou, as if doubting him. "Really?"

Jiang Wenzhou couldn't swallow this breath, Pingxi Hou shouted softly, "Wenzhou."

Jiang Wenzhou heard the warning in his father's words, and his heart trembled. He suppressed his anger and bowed, "I was impulsive. Please forgive me this time. I promise to treat you well."

He seems gentle and decent, but he reveals a sense of arrogance and reluctance.

Pingxi Hou smiled even more cordially, "Zheng'er, have you calmed down? If you're still not satisfied, I'll make Wen Zhou kneel down and apologize."

Jiang Wenzhou pretended to kneel, and the father and son shouted and lifted Yun Zheng up. How could a husband kneel before his wife in this world? It was the opposite of Tian Gang.

Even though the Pingxi Marquisate had many faults, after this incident, all the responsibility fell on Yun Zheng. It was she who was ignorant of the overall situation.

Yun Zheng narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking this was a trap for her. "My Lord, you're joking. A man's knees are made of gold. He kneels to heaven, earth, the king, and his ancestors. How could he kneel to a mere woman?"

Pingxi Hou was very pleased with her tact, but also felt a little contempt in his heart.

One of them is making a big fuss before even entering the door. She is a fool who wants to take control of her husband's family. She is short-sighted because she comes from a merchant family.

But he said it in a very nice way, "Okay, I knew you were the most understanding and righteous. It is a blessing for the Pingxi Marquis Mansion to marry you."

"Wen Zhou, take your wife inside and get married."

Jiang Wenzhou had been fuming for a long time, and seeing Yun Zheng giving in, he thought she was just scared. "Wait a minute."

He walked towards another sedan chair, lifted the curtain, and brought out a beautiful woman in full view of everyone. The woman was as delicate as a willow and as charming as a flower, and looked pitiful with a pair of innocent little doe eyes. He felt pity for her and couldn't help but want to protect her.

The woman was wearing a bright red wedding gown, and standing next to Jiang Wenzhou, they looked like a perfect match.

Jiang Wenzhou announced loudly, "This is my wife, Ye Jiayizhen."

Ye Yizhen smiled gently and charmingly, and she and Jiang Wenzhou smiled at each other, making others envious.

Anger was brewing in Yun Zheng's eyes, just like in her previous life! What a pair of bitches!

There was an uproar at the scene, and someone couldn't help asking, "What do you mean? You want to marry a wife and a concubine at the same time? This concubine can't wear a bright red wedding dress, right?"

Jiang Wenzhou held his head high and chest out, looking at the woman affectionately. How could he possibly let his beloved woman down?

"Everyone, today is not only my wedding, but also the day for my brother to marry on behalf of both branches of the family."

"As everyone knows, my brother died unmarried and childless. The elders in my family have always been resentful. Therefore, I will take over the throne of both branches and find a wife for my brother at the same time to continue his family line."

The guests had different expressions. It’s not impossible to have two generations of descendants. There are precedents. But your family didn’t inform us in advance and suddenly did this. This is bullying!

By the way, which family is this Ye Yizhen from? Why have I never heard of her?

Jiang Wenzhou pointed his finger at Yun Zheng with ill intentions, "Ms. Yun, you are very understanding and righteous. You will definitely understand and support this, right?"

Faced with such a huge change, Yun Zheng remained calm, "I understand..."

Jiang Wenzhou was proud in his heart. No matter how powerful you are, once you enter the Pingxi Marquis's Mansion, you have to be obedient. If he tells her to face east, she cannot face west. If he tells her to live, she will live; if he tells her to die, she will die.

He is the one who has the power over her life and death.

"That's great. From now on, you are sisters-in-law. The eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. You must take good care of Zhenzhen and not let her suffer any grievances."

Ye Yizhen smiled gently and bowed to Yun Zheng, "I would like to thank my sister-in-law in advance."

The two of them called her sister-in-law one after another, and confirmed her status in public. In their eyes, Yun Zheng was just a stepping stone to bring them a fortune and provide them with enjoyment.

They even thought she was in the way and took pleasure in torturing her.

Yun Zheng looked deeply at the couple. One was cruel and ruthless, the other was vicious and cold-hearted. They were indeed a perfect match.

In her previous life, they made her live a life worse than death. In this life, she will make them pay with blood!

A faint smile appeared on her lips, and she suddenly said, "Prince, no matter how much you resent your parents, you can't curse them to death in public. You are so cold and indifferent, it's really shocking."

Like a thunderclap, the voice exploded in the crowd. The father and son of Pingxi Marquis Mansion changed color when they heard it. Jiang Wenzhou couldn't help but get anxious, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yun Zheng frowned slightly, as if looking at a madman. "How can a sister-in-law be like a mother when your parents are still alive? Only when your mother dies will the sister-in-law be qualified to act as a mother. Prince, your character is not good enough."

Jiang Wenzhou's face turned pale, and he didn't know how to explain himself for a moment, "I..."

Ye Yizhen's eyes flickered slightly. "Sister-in-law, my husband is not good at speaking. I apologize to you on his behalf. Please take good care of us in the future."

Don't be fooled by her gentle appearance. In fact, she was declaring her sovereignty from the beginning, calling me sister-in-law all the time, which was disgusting.

Taking all the benefits and still acting like a good kid.

Yun Zheng looked her over from head to toe, as if she were looking at merchandise, full of contempt. "Whose family are you from? Do you have a marriage certificate?"

Ye Yizhen was furious. How dare this woman look at her like that? Who did she think she was? If she didn't have a few bucks, she wouldn't even be able to enter the Marquis' Mansion.

"Of course."

She stretched out her slender hand and the maid handed her a marriage certificate. Yun Zheng opened it and instead of getting angry, she smiled.

Ye Yizhen's heart tightened, and she had a bad feeling.

Yun Zheng looked at the crowd and her eyes fell on a certain guest.

"Sir Qin, you are the Minister of Rites. May I ask, according to the laws of the Great Qi Dynasty, how many wives can a man marry?"

Lord Qin, who was named, spoke without hesitation, "According to the laws of this dynasty, there is only one room."

Yun Zheng took out a marriage certificate from her arms and handed it over together with Ye Yizhen's marriage certificate.

"Look, these two marriage certificates. One is between me and the Prince of Pingxi Marquis, and it was dated a year ago. And this one is Miss Ye's marriage certificate between me and the Prince of Pingxi Marquis, and it was dated half a year ago."

She pursed her red lips and dropped a bombshell, "The Pingxi Marquisate is openly defying the laws of the Great Qi Dynasty and disregarding the laws of the imperial court. Are they planning a rebellion, or do they simply disregard the Emperor?"

Like a thunderclap, countless people changed their expressions.

Not far away, an ordinary carriage passed by slowly, surrounded by several knights. A gust of wind blew, and the curtains moved slightly. A noble and handsome man sat upright in the carriage.

The man had his hair tied up with a jade hairpin, his black eyes were deep and sharp, he was dressed in black clothes as black as ink, and a chill lingered around him.

"Stop and explore."

The carriage stopped instantly, and the attendant bowed, "Yes, Nine Thousand Years Old."

At this moment, no one expected that something even more shocking would happen...