Chapter 189: An Ping Hou goes crazy, Xie Zhi seduces in the funeral hall
When Lu Shenyan heard this, he was happy at first, but when he saw where he was, his heart sank again.
"My lord, I just saw injustice and did what I should do. I only ask that you please spare me because I'm seriously injured. I will be at your service in the future." He begged for mercy cautiously with a hoarse voice.
"A mere dog's service? A man whom the Emperor has decreed will never be employed in the court. This Marquis..."
Anping Hou paused, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked Lu Shenyan on the leg, saying word by word: "Why should I let you go?"
“Hiss—”
The severe pain made Lu Shenyan scream. He gritted his teeth in pain and cold sweat broke out instantly.
Marquis Anping whispered, "Tell me, who asked you to come and save me?"
"My Lord, I don't know. I really don't know! I was just passing by!"
Lu Shenyan didn't dare to mention that he wanted to curry favor with the Queen Mother, and he didn't want Marquis Anping to know that he had other purposes. Otherwise, wouldn't he have blocked the arrow in vain?
"Do you think I'm a fool and can't see that you did it on purpose?"
Marquis Anping squatted down, grabbed Lu Shenyan's hair, pulled his head up, with a sinister look in his eyes.
Lu Shenyan still shook his head and pretended to be stupid.
Marquis Anping patted his face and pressed his head to the ground: "Let me beat you."
The guard behind him came forward with a whip and hit Lu Shenyan hard.
In a moment, his skin was torn apart.
"A letter...someone gave me a letter...I...I thought it was an opportunity..." Lu Shenyan screamed miserably, and finally named the anonymous letter that he had burned, "to come and save the Marquis...I, I really saved the Marquis!"
Marquis Anping smiled, and big, warm tears rolled down from his eyes.
He laughed madly and desperately.
"Hahaha... I knew it, I knew it... Everything was arranged by my mother. It was her who wanted to kill Yan'er and she also arranged for someone to save me. So why didn't you save Yan'er? Why?!"
He had already guessed it. Although Yuyingsi said that the assassins were remnants of King Rui, why would King Rui harm him? And he clearly heard that the assassins communicated with each other in Xirong language.
His mother, the Queen Mother, had entertained the leader of the Western Rong delegation at Ningshou Palace a few days ago.
Marquis Anping kicked Lu Shenyan to the ground, wiped away his tears, and shook his head in boredom: "Where's the wine?"
The guard advised: "My Lord, you can't drink anymore. You have been drinking for three days——"
Marquis Anping immediately drew out his guard's sword and pointed it at him: "Wine."
Outside the dungeon, Aunt Liu heard the noise and nervously handed a jar of wine to another guard.
The guard brought the wine jar, but Marquis Anping took a big gulp without even looking at it.
"I thank you... hehe, thank you for saving me..."
He muttered, and after taking a few more sips, he raised his hand and poured the wine in the jar onto Lu Shenyan's bloody wound.
“Ahhhhh!!!”
When the wound touched the wine, Lu Shenyan's face was distorted with pain, and his shrill screams echoed in the dungeon, frightening the guards.
Marquis Anping watched him writhing in pain on the ground, his eyes devoid of any pity. Instead, his smile grew even brighter.
"I will give my mother a favor and not kill him. Please continue beating him. When you are done, throw him directly into the street and let everyone see. This is the fate of those who plot against me."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Lu Shenyan fell to the ground in despair, feeling a mixture of regret.
If he had known that Marquis Anping was a lunatic, why would he choose to save him?
He didn't even have time to feel whether his injured lower body was okay...
Lu Shenyan sighed to the sky, vomited blood, and fainted again.
Marquis Anping staggered to the main hall of the mansion, holding a jar of wine in his hand.
The mourning hall was filled with white banners, and in the middle stood an exquisite coffin with Jiang Congyan's memorial tablet written on it.
Marquis Anping sat on the cushion in front of the memorial tablet with a blank look in his eyes.
As the alcohol took effect, he recalled the scene three days ago when the police found Jiang Congyan at the foot of the cliff and sent her disfigured body back to the Marquis' Mansion.
When Yan'er left, she was wearing the pink and blue peony-embroidered curved skirt and a gold, jade and kingfisher hairpin on her head, which she had bought for her before.
Because the face was blurry, he didn't believe that it was his Yan'er.
It was not until Jiang's father and mother arrived, hugged the corpse, and burst into tears.
Only then did Li Yu believe that Jiang Congyan was really dead.
"Madam, I was wrong. I shouldn't have left you alone in Yunhe Tower. I shouldn't have..."
Marquis Anping muttered to himself, took another sip of wine, and pushed the butterfly cake on the altar forward.
"If I hadn't said so, I'd rather die than divorce you... But the Queen Mother is your aunt, how could she be so cruel! Madam, are you in pain, Madam... My heart aches..."
He picked up the spirit tablet, his eyes were bloodshot and tears fell.
At this time, there was a slight sound at the door of the mourning hall.
Marquis Anping raised his head and saw a woman wearing a plain dress and a white fox fur cloak, with a dignified and graceful posture walking in.
"lady?!"
Marquis Anping stood up suddenly. The figure in front of him suddenly became blurry. He was afraid it was an illusion. He rushed forward and held the woman's hand tightly. "You are not dead. This Marquis knows you are not dead!"
Xie Zhi smiled shyly, eagerly untied her cloak, and covered Anping Hou with it: "My Lord, it's too cold here. I'd be heartbroken if you caught a cold."
Marquis Anping stared at her face and felt his body getting hot.
Something is wrong...
He rolled his throat to avoid the woman's beautiful body, and his throat felt dry.
"Get lost," Anping Hou said hoarsely, "You are not Jiang Congyan, get lost!"
Xie Zhi widened his eyes, seeing that the drugged man was unmoved.
Aunt Liu had locked her up in the Marquis's villa for a month. Today, she finally showed mercy and said that the Marquis's wife had died and asked her to go and comfort the Marquis.
The Marquis didn't care much about the Marquis's wife, but this was a hard-earned opportunity for her.
She used the last bit of dowry that Aunt Sun had prepared for her and asked Aunt Liu to put drugs in the Marquis's wine.
Xie Zhi gritted his teeth, raised his hands, unbuttoned his collar, and took off his clothes one by one.
There was a charcoal brazier in the mourning hall, but because Anping Hou beat and scolded his servants after getting drunk, no one dared to approach and the charcoal fire had been extinguished for a long time.
The chill caused goose bumps to appear on Xie Zhi's exposed skin.
She stepped forward and hugged Anping Hou, breathing softly: "My Lord, please have mercy on me..."
The face of the woman in front of him gradually overlapped with Jiang Congyan's.
Marquis Anping pressed Xie Zhi to the ground, pinched her waist, and roughly tore off the last bit of clothing that was in the way.
It was not until he leaned over and took off his belt that his dazed eyes fell on Xie Zhi's face and he became clear-headed for a moment.
Suddenly, he remembered that day in Chengfo Temple, when he let his wife see such a filthy scene.
Anping Hou's breathing became tense, and he suddenly pushed Xie Zhi away, raised his hand, and slapped himself hard.
He regained consciousness for a moment, but could not resist the drunkenness and fell drunkenly on Xie Zhi, falling asleep completely.
Xie Zhi was shocked. He didn't expect the Marquis to fall asleep like this.
Before, at Chengfo Temple, the Marquis was holding both her and Concubine Liu.
She even wondered if her medicine had lost its effect.
The kiss just now also made Xie Zhi contaminated with the drug, and soon she felt a sense of emptiness and heat in her body.
Xie Zhi untied the robe of Marquis Anping, rubbed his chest, and gasped unbearably.
The next day, Marquis Anping woke up with a splitting headache. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xie Zhi lying beside him.
He looked up suddenly.
Jiang Congyan's spirit tablet fell to the ground not far away.
The absurdity of last night vaguely emerged in his mind.
"Xie Zhi, you're looking for death!"
Marquis Anping roared and picked up the long sword he had thrown on the ground. His eyes were filled with painful murderous intent and twisted to the extreme.
He didn't quite remember what happened last night, but he hated himself for doing such a thing.
Xie Zhi was awakened and quickly got up, deliberately exposing her fair skin, and said in a flattering manner: "My Lord, I saw that you have been drinking, so I came to take care of you."
Marquis Anping didn't listen at all and stabbed with his sword.
It missed the vital part and went straight through her shoulder.
Xie Zhi screamed miserably.
This madman, Anping Hou, really wants to kill himself!
Blood splattered on the white cloth of the mourning hall. Marquis Anping drew his sword and blood dripped down the sword.
He pressed on, his eyes dark and frantic, "A commoner's daughter of an earl dared to seduce me in front of my wife's funeral hall. Do you think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
"My Lord, please spare me. I didn't mean to do that. I really didn't mean to do that..."
Xie Zhi covered his wound, terrified to death, and knelt on the ground, kowtowed desperately.
Marquis Anping stared at her face and said, "I've discovered that you don't look like Xie Yao at all."
Xie Zhi was stunned for a moment, tears still streaming: "Hou, Hou Yu?"
Marquis Anping narrowed his eyes, remembering that the reason he fell in love with Xie Zhi was because Xie Zhi was Xie Yao's half-sister.
But the two half-siblings are completely different in both appearance and character.
When Anping Hou raised his sword and was about to bring it down, Xie Zhi cried and hugged his thighs: "My Lord, this is Sister Jiang's mourning hall. Please spare me, Lord!"
"That's right. I can't let you die and go to the underworld, disturbing Yan'er's peace." Marquis Anping put away his sword.
He picked up Jiang Congyan's tablet and placed it carefully, his eyes surprisingly gentle.
Before Xie Zhi could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the man sneering and speaking in a cold voice: "Come here, destroy her face and send her back to the Xie family. This marquis does not want such a shameless bitch!"
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