Chapter 392 What a pair of infatuated children!

The old lady of Weibei Hou paused, and couldn't help but look at Zhou Yunyi, whose clothes were torn by the horsewhip, his body was covered with blood, and he was rolling around screaming.

Weibei Hou was really ruthless. The sound of whip broke through the air and every whip hit the flesh, making Zhou Yunyi, the unfilial son, bleed profusely.

The old lady of Weibei Hou couldn't help but look at Xingxing again, still confused.

As a little girl, aren't you afraid when you see this bloody scene?

Xing Xing probably saw the doubt in the eyes of the old lady of Weibei Marquis. She quietly stood up and whispered in her ear: "Old lady, don't worry. I just saw that the Marquis is very sensible. Although the whip was very scary, it avoided the vital parts. They are just external injuries. They will heal with care. It will not hurt the inside and will not leave any incurable sequelae."

A look of surprise flashed across the face of the old lady of Weibeihou.

But if you think about it for a while, you can understand it.

Zhou Yunyi must give an explanation for what he did today.

Give an explanation to the old lady of Weibei Hou.

Give Gong Qingniang an explanation.

Even, an explanation must be given to the Wang family.

A Zhou Yunyi who was beaten to a bloody mess was the explanation given by Weibei Hou.

A hint of coldness flashed in the old lady's eyes.

The old lady of Weibei Hou watched coldly and did not say anything to stop it.

It was not until Zhou Yunyi was beaten to death by Weibei Hou that, at first glance, there was no good place on his body. Only then did Weibei Hou, breathing slightly, stop.

Wife of Weibei Marquis screamed and fell to the ground beside Zhou Yunyi, who was bleeding and breathing heavily. She didn't dare to touch Zhou Yunyi, and tremblingly shouted to the maid: "Why don't you go and get a doctor! Go quickly!"

Even the second and third wives, who had always been at odds with the first wife, showed some reluctance and hesitantly advised the Marquis of Weibei: "My Lord, Ayi is about to become a blood gourd. If we continue to beat him, someone will die..."

Weibei Hou said coldly: "It would be easier to kill this evil boy!"

He turned to look at the old lady of Weibei Marquis, the whip in his hand still dripping blood: "Mother, if this wicked boy speaks rudely to you again, I will beat him to death!"

The old lady of Weibei Marquis did not comment, but sneered: "Alright. Let's talk about the practical matters. What about Qingniang? What about the Wang family?"

Before Weibei Hou could say anything, he heard someone outside running to the door and trying to break in, shouting in a mournful voice: "...Yilang! Yilang!"

Zhou Yunyi, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog covered in blood, started to struggle violently when he heard the sound, shouting weakly: "...Jia Jia, Jia Jia..."

The expressions of everyone in the hall changed!

The wife of Marquis Weibei hated Wang Jiajia so much at this moment. If it weren't for her, her son wouldn't have to suffer this!

"Don't let her in!" Lady Weibei's eyes were red and swollen, and she gritted her teeth.

But it was obvious that Lady Weibei Hou shouted too late, and the people outside were unable to stop Wang Jiajia, allowing Wang Jiajia, who had changed her clothes, to rush in.

Following closely behind was Wang Jiajia's mother, who had previously shouted out Wang Jiajia's identity in Nuan Ge.

Wang Jiajia rushed in and saw Zhou Yunyi lying on the ground covered in blood. She covered her mouth in shock and then threw herself on Zhou Yunyi without caring that Zhou Yunyi was covered in blood and that her newly changed clean clothes were stained with blood.

Wang Jiajia hugged Zhou Yunyi, leaned on him and cried, "You are so cruel! How could you beat Yilang like this!... Yilang, did I make things difficult for you? I don't want anything, I just want you to be well, I will go and tie my hair and become a nun..."

Everyone in the room was shocked.

Xing Xing saw that everyone seemed to be in a daze. She coughed and kindly reminded, "...He has whip wounds all over his body. If you hold him like this and touch the wounds, it will hurt him even more."

Wang Jiajia was stunned, she raised her body slightly and took a look, Zhou Yunyi's face was completely pale, as if he was about to faint from the pain.

He endured the pain and said to Wang Jiajia with a trembling voice: "...Jiajia, don't worry, I won't let you down..."

Wang Jiajia was still in a daze, but the wife of Weibei Hou reacted quickly and pushed Wang Jiajia away without any hesitation:

"Stay away from my son!"

Wang Jiajia was pushed backwards, and she managed to hold on to the ground with her hands to avoid falling.

Wang Jiajia's mother, Madam Wang, hurried forward and helped Wang Jiajia up, furious: "Madam Hou, you are an elder, and you actually hit my daughter. This is really unbecoming!"

Zhou Yunyi also struggled and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom...you can't do this..."

Lady Weibei was about to shed tears.

His son was about to be beaten to death because of this beautiful woman, yet he was still thinking about that beautiful woman!

The wife of Weibei Hou said angrily: "If I don't do this, will I watch you die in pain?"

Wang Jiajia's front was stained with blood, and big tears fell from her eyes: "I, I didn't mean it... Yilang, I really didn't mean it..."

Zhou Yunyi was lying on the ground, dying, sweating from the pain all over his body, but he looked at Wang Jiajia with a look full of emotion: "Jiajia, I, I don't blame you..."

“Snap, snap, snap!”

The sound of applause rang out, but it was the old lady of Weibei Marquis who was clapping with a half-smile on her face: "What a good show."

The wife of Marquis Weibei had red and swollen eyes and dared not speak.

Wang Jiajia bit her lower lip, pushed away her mother's hand that was supporting her, knelt down in front of the old lady of Weibei Marquis with tears in her eyes, and choked up, "Old lady, please don't be angry. Everything is my fault and has nothing to do with Yilang. Yilang is simple-minded and kind-hearted. He doesn't want me to cut my hair and become a nun, but I don't want him to be abandoned by his relatives and friends for this, and he was almost beaten to death... In the final analysis, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have shown up. If I had left, Yilang could have continued his engagement with Miss Gong..."

Wang Jiajia sobbed and couldn't continue.

Zhou Yunyi's face turned pale and tears fell: "...Jia Jia, don't say anything, this is not your fault. Don't worry, I will marry you in this life..."

Two lovers, one was lying on the ground covered in blood and wounds, almost beaten to death by her family for their future; the other was kneeling on the ground with tears in her eyes, not caring about herself but only wanting to plead for her lover.

At first glance, it is truly epic.

The old lady of Weibeihou was almost ruined by evil intentions!

She sneered, "What a pair of infatuated children! I have become the vicious person in the play who beats the cuckoo with a stick."

Zhou Yunyi held his breath and shouted to the old lady of Weibei Marquis: "Grandma! We just ask you to give us a way out! Why do you have to stick to a verbal marriage contract?"

Perhaps because he was too emotional, Zhou Yunyi started coughing again, and this time, he actually coughed up blood.