"Yeah." He Siyu nodded. "Uncle San never yells when he's angry, but the fate of those who irritate him is..."
She considered her words and said, "It's like running into the hands of Yama. I'll regret coming into this world."
Jiang Qingyao understood. He was afraid that his ruthlessness and iron-blooded approach would scare her, right?
"Then I can't make him angry in the future?" Jiang Qingyao supported her chin.
He Siyu answered quickly: "That's different. You are the third aunt, how can you be compared with others?"
She just had a strong intuition that even if Sister Qingyao made Uncle San angry, Uncle San would not punish her.
My mother told me that the 120 loads of betrothal gifts given by my third uncle were all good things. He was really generous with them. They were enough for Sister Qingyao to spend for eight lifetimes.
It can never be spent.
When Jiang Qingyao heard her say this, she didn't respond but just smiled.
After a while, no one knew what An Guohou said or did, but Qin Yurong stopped making a fuss. In the end, He Huaixuan took the blame on her behalf and gave her a "warning".
Tattooing is a punishment that involves tattooing words on the back. It is a rule left by the ancestors of the He family to restrain and warn the clan members.
Not long after, an old man was invited over. He was the one who specialized in this craft, but no one from the He family had carried out assassination for a long time. The last person who asked him to do it was ten years ago, a descendant of the He family's side branch.
Ten years have passed, and the old man's skills have become rusty, and his hand holding the needle inevitably trembles.
"Ah!" He Huaixuan screamed in pain and clenched his fists tightly to prevent himself from looking too embarrassed.
I once heard my grandmother say that my father was shot by an arrow on the battlefield when he was young. There was no anesthetic at that time, but my father remained calm when the arrow was pulled out. My grandfather felt distressed and admired him, saying that no one in this generation of the He family could surpass him.
He Huaixuan didn't want to lose too much to his father. Whatever his father could do, he could do too.
The old man had the word "filial piety" tattooed on his back, which meant that the prince had committed an unfilial act and needed to be warned and advised.
Yes, the prince married a wife with a bad reputation, who disturbed the peace of the family and disregarded the reputation of the Anguo Marquisate, which was considered unfilial.
He deserves this punishment.
Because he had to take off his shirt, He Huaixuan knelt naked on the ground, so except for Madam He and Qin Yurong, the other female members of the family had to stay away.
What a pity.
She really wants to see it.
Jiang Qingyao didn't go far, just separated by a wall, listening to the noise inside.
"ah--"
He Huaixuan wanted to endure it, but he couldn't. His back was stinging with pain. The wounds oozed out fine beads of blood, which gathered into a stream and slid down his back. In a short while, half of his back turned red.
Although He Huaixuan had said "divorce" before, he had not completely lost his mind.
Since he had married Qin Yurong despite the immense pressure and ridicule from outside, how could he divorce her so quickly? Wouldn't that just fulfill the wishes of others and make them laugh at him?
He refused.
No matter how much he disliked Qin Yurong, he had to wait for a while until she gave birth to the child and then find some excuse to divorce her.
At that time, no one cared about the fact that he married the wrong wife, so no one criticized him.
He Huaixuan had already made plans, so in a hurry he told his father that he could take the punishment on behalf of Qin Yurong.
Husband and wife are one, and they should share the glory and disgrace, and the joys and sorrows. If one person makes a mistake, it is reasonable for the other to take the punishment instead.
But now He Huaixuan was in so much pain and extremely embarrassed that he felt nothing but regret and wished he could go back in time and strangle himself to death.
No, shut up, you can't take over.
Two maids beside her supported Qin Yurong as she watched the execution. When she heard He Huaixuan's painful voice and saw his horrible back, she couldn't help but tremble.
Thinking back to what Marquis Anguo said, he felt as if he had been hit hard.
Her threats were useless. The consequence of threatening Marquis Anguo was that when she died, she would be wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave, and no one would remember who she was from then on.
It's like a grain of sand falling into the sea, without causing any waves.
Even if she died in the Marquis's mansion, it would not shake the Marquis of Anguo in the slightest.
This terrible and cruel man deserves to die!
Under extreme fear, Qin Yurong felt a twisted sense of pleasure. Being with such a cruel and ruthless person like Marquis Anguo, Jiang Qingyao's life must be very miserable, right?
Of course she will, she will live a very miserable life, and Marquis Anguo will never love her!
In the future, Jiang Qingyao will be in purgatory, but at least she can get a little tenderness from the prince, which is enough.
Qin Yurong kept comforting herself.
Soon, Jiang Qingyao lost interest and prepared to return to Haitangju.
He Siyu walked her to the door, her eyes full of gossip: "Sister Qingyao, I want to ask you something, please don't be angry."
Jiang Qingyao frowned, "Hmm?"
"Ask."
He Siyu whispered in her ear, "Is it true that your grandfather asked you to choose one of the three young masters of the Xue family as your husband?"
"Third brother said that when we were having dinner earlier."
“…”Is there such a thing?
Jiang Qingyao was stunned.
"I didn't know about this. My grandfather and the others didn't tell me, and I treated my cousins as my real brothers."
Given how much the Xue family dotes on her without any limits, maybe her cousins are really willing to cover for her.
Jiang Qingyao was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"What was the Marquis's reaction?"
He Siyu: "Very calm, Third Brother talked about loneliness."
Jiang Qingyao could actually guess it.
He remained calm even when Mount Tai collapsed. Well, that's very much like Marquis Anguo.
"I have to go find the Marquis and explain things clearly." Jiang Qingyao turned around and went back.
He Siyu:?
He Siyu was full of admiration. Her future third aunt was really direct and never beat around the bush.
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