The front yard is far from the flower hall.
Shen Zhaozhao followed the women of the Zhan family through several small doors, came out from the back of the reception hall, and arrived at the front yard.
The yard was already filled with four rows of officers and soldiers armed with swords.
The one in the lead was riding on a tall horse.
He looked at the women and children of the Zhan family with disdain.
Everything is just like a dream scene.
"The imperial edict has arrived. The Zhan family kneels down to receive it."
Wang Feiyi glanced at the women of the Zhan family in front of him. He really enjoyed the feeling of looking down on the Zhan family.
In the past, the Zhan family was so glorious.
Even the grandfather who was so glorious and powerful, and the prime minister who had a say in everything, had to give way to the Zhan family.
The woman she likes, the famous noble lady Fourth Miss Xie in the capital, has only Zhan Nanxing in her heart and eyes.
It was so glorious that my younger brother was beaten with a whip by Zhan Nanxing, and my father punished me by making me kneel in the ancestral hall, forcing me to swallow my anger.
Let’s look at the present situation.
Wang Feiyi raised the imperial edict from the master and watched with satisfaction as the women of the Zhan family knelt at his feet one after another.
When Shen Zhaozhao arrived at the front yard, he silently slowed down his pace and fell behind everyone.
Seeing the grandmother of the Zhan family and her people kneeling down quickly, Shen Zhaozhao smacked his lips.
"Um?"
Wang Feiyi's gaze naturally fell on Shen Zhaozhao, who was still standing.
When he saw this, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.
His fiancée, Fourth Miss Xie, is already a famous beauty in the capital, so how come the Zhan family is hiding someone who is completely inferior to Fourth Miss Xie?
"Third wife, kneel down quickly." Second sister-in-law Guo quickly turned around and pulled Shen Zhaozhao's skirt.
kneel?
There is no such word in Shen Zhaozhao's dictionary.
"This..." Wang Feiyi narrowed his eyes, he was surprised to hear Guo's address just now.
The third daughter-in-law.
How could a cripple like Zhan Nanxing marry such a beautiful woman?
"Bang——"
The whip in Wang Feiyi's hand was pulled tight with great force, making a buzzing sound, and a vicious look flashed in his narrow eyes.
Such a pretty little face, I cherish it.
But who made her so lucky to marry that cripple?
"Master Xiao Wang, my third brother's wife comes from a humble family. This is her first time receiving an imperial edict, and she is terrified." Sister-in-law Lin was also anxious. She was afraid that Shen Zhaozhao would be whipped, so she smiled and pleaded for mercy.
When Guo spoke, Wang Feiyi simply ignored her.
녦 was Lin's grandfather, and he and 놛's grandfather were both left and right prime ministers.
Deal with each other and check and balance each other.
Wang Feiyi has to give Lin's face for the time being.
"Humph," Wang Feiyi touched his whip with a bit of pity, "Are you done scaring me? Are you ready to kneel?"
Shen Zhaozhao could feel the sinister gaze falling on him without even looking.
Like a venomous snake, ready to strike.
If she insisted on kneeling, the whip would fall.
Guo also pulled her skirt.
Madam Zhan in front of her also kept looking back at her, her eyes filled with anxiety.
Shen Zhaozhao took a deep breath.
My knees went weak.
Squat down.
She adjusted the hem of her skirt, and the wide skirt covered her legs and feet tightly.
"Please spare my life, sir. This is the first time I've seen your divine power. I'm scared... hiccup!"
Shen Zhaozhao hiccuped tremblingly.
The women of the Zhan family all breathed a sigh of relief.
Hearing the occasional hiccups from Shen Zhaozhao, Wang Feiyi finally stopped staring at her.
A woman from a small family.
No matter how beautiful she is, she is not as beautiful as Xie Si, who is famous in the capital.
Thinking about the defeat of the Zhan family, Zhan Nanxing, a cripple, lost the engagement with the Xie family, and could only marry such a presentable woman.
Meanwhile, Wang Feiyi, whom Zhan Nanxing once fell in love with, is engaged to Xie Si.
Wang Feiyi felt a little happy.
His eyes swept over the group of women.
"Are all the male members of your family extinct? How did the last man come out to receive the decree?"
The old lady raised her head and glanced at Wang Feiyi, who was riding on a tall horse and looking at people with his chin down.
He suppressed his anger and asked Huang Juan to ask someone to carry the third young master out.
After all, they came with an imperial edict.
Huang Juan responded, got up and left.
Shen Zhaozhao was anxious.
If Zhan Nanxing really comes, there is no guarantee that there will be another conflict and the handle will be handed over to this person.
"Huang Juan, wait a moment."
Shen Zhaozhao stood up and pulled Huang Juan.
"Young lady, what do you mean?" Wang Feiyi pursed his lips and swung the whip in his hand twice, "Are you ready to disobey the order?"
Did I ask for this errand today just to vent my anger?
The horse whip hit Zhan Nanxing, and the same was true for Zhan Nanxing's new wife.
"My Lord," Shen Zhaozhao said timidly, "it was my husband who was willing to come to receive the order, but I ordered the servants to call you. If the stench from the wounds on your legs and feet disturbs you, it will be my fault."
As he spoke, Shen Zhaozhao looked at Wang Feiyi with affection, and at the same time, appropriately revealed his disgust towards Zhan Nanxing.
Shen Zhaozhao has a very good grasp of people's hearts.
This Wang Feiyi came here today just to feel superior.
As long as she gives the other party what they want, the other party will have no motivation to develop.
Sure enough, Wang Feiyi was unconsciously given a psychological massage by Shen Zhaozhao, and he felt great again.
It seems that the beautiful bride married by the disabled man despises her.
Wang Feiyi smiled and glanced at Shen Zhaozhao. After the decree was announced, he believed that this beautiful lady would take "better" care of Zhan Nanxing.
A disabled person whose property was confiscated and exiled.
No woman has the patience to care.
Abusing disabled husbands and cheating on their wives are common occurrences.
Some people are happy, and naturally some people are not happy with Shen Zhaozhao's attitude.
“Third sister-in-law, you…” Zhan Zhiyao looked up at Shen Zhaozhao in disbelief.
Her third brother is a good man.
Third sister-in-law, you actually dislike third brother?
She was about to argue with Shen Zhaozhao, but Old Lady Zhan pulled her arm and she had to swallow her words.
"Forget it. Considering that General Zhan is seriously injured, I will do it reluctantly."
Wang Feiyi relented and opened the imperial edict.
Shen Zhaozhao exhaled quietly and squatted down again.
It’s good that Zhan Nanxing didn’t come.
This will avoid the whole family being executed.
"Who said that it was a compulsion for this general to come out and receive an imperial decree?" A slightly hoarse male voice came with a sense of aggrieved pride.
Shen Zhaozhao stared and turned his head.
Zhan Nanxing was helped out by a servant, and he walked with a limp because of his weak legs.
Looking directly at Wang Feiyi on the horse.
Although his face was pale, his eyes did not avoid at all.
At this moment, Wang Feiyi felt that the person in front of him was still the Zhan Nanxing who had looked down on him before.
The veins on the big hand holding the whip were bulging.
"It seems that the young general is seriously injured. Why does your wife describe you as dying?"
Wang Feiyi bared his teeth and glanced at Shen Zhaozhao with good intentions.
"Shen, you are unworthy to be the daughter-in-law of our Zhan family." Zhan Nanxing glanced at Shen Zhaozhao who was squatting on the ground.
Shen Zhaozhao rolled his eyes.
If we were grasshoppers on a rope, who would care!
Wang Feiyi saw Zhan Nanxing, even though he was lame, he was still proud.
I wish I could whip you and break your pride.
Let Xie Siwei regret having ever fallen in love with such a disabled person!
"Come on, come on, kneel down and accept my order."
As Wang Feiyi spoke, his eyes fell on Zhan Nanxing's legs.
He needed someone to support him even when he was standing. He wanted to see how this young general, who had once been so powerful in his life, could kneel at his feet.
It would be better if Zhan Nanxing knelt down.
Wang Feiyi sneered and pulled out the whip.
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