Chapter Seventy-Nine: Losing Mind

The courtyard on the east side of the Bachelor's Mansion was brightly lit, and there were many people around the wall outside the courtyard, all of whom craned their necks and looked at the inner room with a curious expression.

"I heard that this lady is crazy."

Crazy? Everyone sighed for a while, only knowing that Mrs. was normal before entering the palace yesterday, and when she came back today, she was carried back by a few family members, why did she suddenly become crazy?

"Madame, didn't you offend someone in the palace?" Everyone was puzzled and couldn't help but speculate.

In the house, Ling Shuirong was dressed as a wolf, her hair was scattered, there were many straws mixed between her hair, the makeup on her face had already been spent, and the dust was everywhere, her body and hands were wrapped in layers of white cloth, and a cloth towel was stuffed in her mouth.

Mother Jiang, who was also in the house, was trembling and cleaning up the weeds and dust on her head and body, where there was still a little bit of her usual domineering appearance, her lips were pursed and she was silent, and even the tears were silent.

Xi Hong behind her also looked timid, holding a copper basin with her neck bent, her eyes full of panic.

How dare they scream, the old man's blade-like gaze made the two of them stab in the back.

Yesterday, the people around the concubine didn't know what to say, and the lady entered the palace in a trance, and the sky was dark and I didn't see it back, so I sent someone to inquire, but the old man came back from the palace with an angry face, and she had the courage to go to the master for instructions, but she didn't get it, and she was scolded in vain.

As soon as the lord's carriage stopped in front of the mansion, the two family members carried the bound and dirty lady into the house horizontally, and waited until it was dark again, so they called the two of their close people in.

Shen Fengyi's dark eyes were silent, he was holding a porcelain cup tightly in his hand, and his eyes kept staying on the three people in the room, solemn and sharp.

Mother Jiang picked out the last weed in Ling Shuirong's hair, and quietly asked Ling Shuirong, who couldn't speak, with her eyes.

Ling Shuirong's eyes were stubborn, she didn't pay attention to Mother Jiang, who cared about her, and her eyes fiercely slashed at Shen Fengyi, who was sitting.

"You two go down, and bring the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor to Mrs., and this medicine will not be interrupted every day in the future."

"Yes, sir." The two of them only responded to the promise, and they were helpless to worry, so they could only hang their heads and come out.

The two of them were the only ones left in the room, the dim candle flame flickering, illuminating their somewhat distorted faces.

Ling Shuirong didn't give up, sitting on the bed and twisting her body that couldn't move.

"Don't waste your efforts, I asked the Imperial Doctor to tie you strongly." He didn't even lift his head, caressing the rim of the blue and white teacup.

"Hmm," Ling Shuirong couldn't speak, pulling her neck and whimpering towards Zhen Fengyi, with monstrous hatred in her eyes. She finally writhed out of bed, and her legs staggered before she fell to the ground.

Shen Fengyi put down the teacup in his hand vigorously, strode in front of Ling Shuirong, and clamped her jaw with his broad palm.

"You and I have been husband and wife for almost twenty years, and I love you so much and be gentle in every way, even if you quietly disposed of it back then

His eyes were full of anger, and his subordinates worked harder, pinching Ling Shuirong's jaw with a "creak" sound, even if she was stuffed with a cloth towel in her mouth, the saliva gushing out of the pain still flowed out of the corners of her mouth.

He snorted coldly again, "You just let me wear it, and you made a trick to change the baby, and now you are making this matter public, don't you think about my feelings at all?" Yes? ”

Every time he thought of Lan Miyun's sneer and warning in the Xuande Hall that day, and Bei Anhuang's strange and contemptuous eyes, the humiliation in his heart would expand, and the resentment would be very difficult to dissipate.

"You say, you say." He jerked the cloth towel out of Ling Shuirong's mouth, clamping her jaw and shaking it.

Ling Shuirong has no room to resist now, her hands and feet are tied, her jaw is hot and painful, her eyes are full of tears, and her liberated mouth is so painful that she can't make any sound, only instinctively swallowing the saliva gushing out of her two cheeks in her throat.

Judging Fengyi shook off Ling Shuirong with a force. She took advantage of the situation, and her unsupported body fell back to the ground with a "bang", and there was a moment of darkness in front of her, and then she regained her sight.

Ling Shuirong eased up for a moment, sucked the corners of her mouth, and finally opened her mouth and said: "What if I cuckold you, if you hadn't shown your heart to Bei Anhuang back then, I would have become a concubine a long time ago, how could I marry you a bad seed." ”

The thick smell of rust filled her mouth, and she took a sip on the ground, seeing that the filth was red blood foam, and laughed a few more maniacally.

"So you know, a nameless and pointless cheap woman dares to come and show off her power in front of me. She's really stupid as a pig, she doesn't have any defense, I just want her to taste it, and the fate of daring to threaten me is one word - death. ”

Shen Fengyi was speechless by Ling Shuirong like this, grabbed the teacup on the table, and smashed it at her.

Ling Shuirong didn't hide, the teacup smashed on her forehead and shattered into several pieces, and fell to the ground and shattered.

The blood on her forehead was dripping down her cheeks, and her pale and crazy complexion looked a little oozing in the faint candlelight.

"What can you do if you love me and spoil me, I don't like you at all. I hate you, I hate you. ”

She was prostrate on the ground, her neck raised high, and roared hysterically at the angry Shen Fengyi.

Shen Fengyi couldn't listen to it anymore, picked up the cloth towel on the ground and stuffed it back again.

The room was quiet again. There was a soft knock at the door, followed by Mother Jiang coming with a bowl of dark and thick decoction, her face was gloomy, and there was a clear five-finger mark on the red and swollen half of her face.

Jiang's mother wanted to change the medicine, but she was seen by a woman, and she stepped forward and gave her a slap, she wanted to resist, but the woman knew some kung fu, and she was powerless to fight back, so she could only obediently boil the medicine well.

Shen Fengyi stepped forward to take the medicine bowl, pulled out the cloth towel in Ling Shuirong's mouth, and neatly poured the bowl of soup medicine into her mouth.

"From today on, only you and Xi Hong will be left in this courtyard to take care of Mrs., and the others will not be allowed to enter without my permission." He then turned around again and said to Ling Shuirong, who was coughing.

"You'd better settle down and don't make a fuss. Mother Jiang's life is in your hands, I will let someone boil the medicine every day, and I will also send someone to watch you take it, so you can do it yourself. ”

Ignoring the stunned two, Shen Fengyi stepped out of the room and slammed the door vigorously.

When everyone outside the courtyard wall saw the old man come out, they all retreated to the wall, and they didn't dare to come out.

"In the future, no one will be allowed to set foot in this courtyard without my permission."

How? Has the only lady in this house fallen out of favor?

"Yes," everyone look at me, I look at you, all bow their heads in response.