Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to them and might jeopardize the reputation of the Marquis of Chengen's mansion, Shen Feng made a decisive move. He strode up to Shen Yanxi, raised his hand, and slapped him hard across the face, knocking him to the ground.
"You unfilial son, is this how I raised you? How could you use such methods on your sister? You are utterly unworthy of being a brother!"
As he spoke, Shen Feng was still not satisfied, so he kicked Shen Yanxi hard again, while secretly observing Zhou Xingzhi's expression.
Shen Yanxi is a good-for-nothing fool who only causes trouble.
He, Shen Feng, was intelligent all his life, so how could he have given birth to such a useless fool who was being played like a fool without even realizing it?
After venting his anger, Shen Feng went to Zhou Xingzhi to apologize, "Your Highness, it is my fault for failing to educate my son properly, which led him to commit such a disaster."
"Your Majesty, I will strictly discipline him from now on and will absolutely not allow him to do anything to harm my sister again."
He deliberately emphasized the word "sister," as if casually mentioning Shen Yanxi's identity, intending to lightly brush the matter aside.
Otherwise, given His Highness the Crown Prince's protective nature, he would never tolerate anyone harming his savior. If Shen Yanxi fell into his hands, he would be severely injured, if not killed.
Shen Yanxi covered his face and remained silent, his gaze towards Song Zhiyu somewhat complicated, whether it was because he was annoyed that his scheme had failed or for some other reason.
"The Marquis of Chengen is indeed reasonable. After all, they are blood relatives. It's fine to teach them a lesson, but making a big fuss will not be good for anyone." The official who served in the same court as Shen Feng nodded repeatedly, agreeing with his approach.
It is said that family scandals should not be aired in public. The siblings' ugly quarrel only brings shame to the Chengen Marquis's mansion.
Hearing these words, Shen Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But when he turned around, he met Zhou Xingzhi's cold gaze, as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake, and couldn't help but shiver.
He had long known that the Crown Prince was not as gentle and refined as he appeared; after all, how could someone who could hold the position of Crown Prince be a kind soul?
But as soon as he met the Crown Prince's eyes, he felt a powerful, oppressive aura coming towards him, making him unconsciously fear and submit.
Ling Wushuang wasn't going to tolerate him. She smiled and mocked, "The Marquis of Chengen is not only bad at managing his subordinates, but he's also unsatisfactory in raising his children."
Otherwise, they wouldn't have raised a son who would scheme against his own sister to protect his fake sister. It's truly eye-opening.
To be honest, she found Shen Yanxi's actions utterly absurd.
“This is all Yan Xi’s fault. I’m making him apologize to Zhi Yu and promise that he will never do anything to hurt Zhi Yu again. If it happens again, I’ll break his legs.”
Shen Feng was displeased. When did it become Ling Wushuang's place to lecture him, a junior? But no one in the Ling State Duke's mansion reprimanded him, clearly showing their strong approval of Ling Wushuang's actions.
Seeing this, he could only suppress his dissatisfaction, wipe the fine sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and propose a solution that could silence the gossip.
"Hurry up and apologize to your sister!" He frowned and glared at Shen Yanxi, scolding him sharply, his dissatisfaction with his son growing stronger.
None of his sons were even half as good as Shen Rushan.
Shen Jinshu spoke up at the opportune moment, shifting all the blame onto Shen Yanxi and absolving himself of any responsibility, "Father is right, Fourth Brother, it was indeed your fault this time, and you should apologize to Second Sister."
You and your second sister are bound by blood, and you are her brother. I believe that someone as kind as your second sister would never make things difficult for you.
Her words immediately put Song Zhiyu in a difficult position, putting him in a dilemma.
If Song Zhiyu forgives him, this matter can be easily put to rest, and she will have to suffer this injustice in silence.
If she doesn't forgive him, it will not only deepen the rift between her and Shen Yanxi, but also make the noble families in the capital think that she is someone who is taking advantage of others, thus making them dislike her.
After all, the blood relationship between the two is real. Song Zhiyu did not suffer any real harm, but she kept being aggressive. In the end, the one who was in the right became the one who was in the wrong.
In fact, whether Song Zhiyu forgives Shen Yanxi or not, it won't affect Shen Jinshu. She just wants to distance herself from this matter and take this opportunity to salvage her reputation.
Before she finished, she didn't forget to trip up Song Zhiyu.
Song Zhiyu smiled without saying a word, standing quietly in place, coldly watching Shen Feng and his daughter put on their act.
"I don't need this kind of insincere apology. Shen Yanxi, do you remember what you said when you asked me to apologize to Shen Jinshu before?" Song Zhiyu smiled, but her beautiful face was as cold as frost.
Shen Yanxi's face turned pale, his eyes widened in disbelief, and hurt was hidden in his eyes.
Of course he remembered that he had told Song Zhiyu to kneel down and apologize to Shu'er more than once.
But how could he kneel down and apologize to Song Zhiyu?
He's her brother!
There's no reason for an older brother to kneel down and apologize to his younger sister.
"What, you don't want to?" Song Zhiyu's smile widened, revealing a mocking expression.
Shen Jinshu exclaimed in surprise, biting her lower lip until it left faint teeth marks. "Second sister, how could you make fourth brother kneel down and apologize to you?"
A man's knees are worth their weight in gold; even if you are angry, you shouldn't humiliate him like this.
"You know this is humiliating? Then why didn't you say anything when Shen Yanxi made me kneel down and apologize to you?"
"So you didn't feel the pain because the knife didn't stab you?" Song Zhiyu scoffed, launching into a barrage of three questions at Shen Jinshu.
“Fine, I’ll kneel.” Shen Yanxi’s eyes were bloodshot, his face was filled with shame, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, but he hesitated to bend his knees.
He had been reflecting on whether he had really gone too far, but now he only regretted not going any further, which gave Song Zhiyu the leverage to humiliate him.
For a moment, the surrounding air was so cold and still that you could hear a pin drop.
Shen Feng's face turned ashen as he broke the deadlock, "Enough! What do you want? You should be more forgiving. He's still your brother, so why keep pushing him like this?"
If Shen Yanxi really kneels down, their Marquis's mansion will completely lose face.
Song Zhiyu glanced at them indifferently and saw that everyone in the Marquis's mansion was staring at her with unfriendly expressions, as if she were the one who had done something wrong.
“It’s not impossible if you don’t want to kneel…” Song Zhiyu drawled, a sly glint in her eyes.
Shen Yanxi immediately straightened his back, and Shen Feng's complexion gradually improved, realizing that his threat had worked.
But Song Zhiyu's next sentence sent them straight to hell.
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