The strong wind howled, rubbing Cheng Dong's ears and falling, the mace almost fell against Cheng Dong's head, the ears were cut by the mace, and blood dripped down.

Cheng Dong felt that half of his body was leaning downward, and he couldn't help but let out a scream, he knew that his shoulder was hit by a mace and his bones were broken.

"Good! Song slut, you are so ruthless! ”

Cheng Dong cursed in his heart, then his body fell to the ground, the screams disappeared, and Cheng Dong's head fainted.

Just after Cheng Dong fainted, two figures walked out of the hall, it was the Duchess of Lu Guo and Cheng Hui, the son of Lu Guogong.

Cheng Hui's appearance follows his mother, his face is slender and long, and he doesn't look like Cheng Dong at all, and he looks like a scholar of Sven Wen.

It's just that this guy who seems to be Sven is actually ruthless, even if there is no evidence at all, he dares to make a black hand against Cheng Dong.

Just now, Cheng Dong dodged a little, and the stick did not fall on Cheng Dong's shoulder, but on Cheng Dong's head, directly killing things, saving worry and effort.

"It doesn't look like he knows kung fu." Duchess Lu said.

"It doesn't look like it, but you take a closer look at his hands." Cheng Hui stepped forward and picked up Cheng Dong's left hand with his foot, and motioned to Duchess Lu Guo to take a closer look.

"What's the matter?" Duchess Lu Guo looked carefully, but she was a woman in the backyard, how could she know how to look at the tiger's mouth.

However, the middle-aged man with a mace next to him answered next to him: "The tiger's mouth of the second young master should be a person who has practiced martial arts all year round.

It's just that the second young master's palm should have been deliberately protected, so the calluses on the tiger's mouth are not as thick as the old man. ”

"Ye Lao has a point, his hands have indeed been deliberately protected, and the skin on his hands is actually better than the skin on his face."

Cheng Hui squatted down, leaned over, touched the palm of his hand on Cheng Dong's face and the back of his hand, and came to a conclusion.

"It's a scheming one, pull it down and beat it to death." Duchess Lu Guo was angry when she heard it, the good guy actually played tricks under her nose, this concubine was too scheming.

"Today he wanted to kill Fang Xu in the Drunken Immortal Tower, but I don't know which prince he wanted to please with this move?" Cheng Hui didn't stop it, but asked questions lightly.

This concubine is dead, he wants to know which prince wants to use Cheng Dong to mess up the Lu State Mansion, no matter who the other party is, it is his enemy, and the Lu State Mansion can only be inherited by him.

No one can snatch it away!

"What do you mean? Do you suspect that he is colluding with the prince to take away the title of the duke? ”

Duchess Lu Guo's eyes widened, she looked down at Cheng Dong who was in a coma, and couldn't help but take a sip, thinking about it so beautifully.

"Pull it down for strict interrogation, I want to see which prince is ambitious." Duchess Lu immediately changed her mind, and she had to know the master behind her before beating her to death.

She didn't want a secret enemy staring at her side, it would be too much of a backlash.

A few subordinates walked over from the side, dragging Cheng Dong away, ready to serve the big punishment.

At this moment, the second housekeeper walked in slowly, saluted the lady and the eldest young master, and followed up to see the excitement, and the gloating expression on his face couldn't be suppressed.

When Cheng Dong woke up again, he was already in a dark prison, his body was covered with scars, and the red-hot soldering iron was crackling and sparking on the fire.

He struggled to look up and was met by a familiar face with a wicked smile.

"Yo, Second Young Master, let's meet so soon, they all say that feng shui takes turns, and my dog slave is waiting for you to take revenge, haha, I didn't expect us to meet here."

The second housekeeper put his face in front of Cheng Dong, smiling quite proudly, definitely a villain, pinching Cheng Dong's chin with one hand, looking at him condescendingly.

"Second housekeeper, do you have a grudge against this concubine?" Someone next to him asked with a smile, still carrying a blood-stained whip in his hand.

"There is no hatred, that is, today I was ordered by my wife to invite this master, but people put aside cruel words for us, scolding us, 'dog slave, you wait for the master', hey, I'm still waiting, you say it's not angry."

The second housekeeper straightened his waist, spread his hands and looked amused, and suddenly several people in the room laughed.

"Ouch, the second butler, you're really waiting."

"No, we're just waiting here."

"Madame, you don't care if you die, brothers, the guy in your hand has to work harder."

"Of course, I won't disappoint Madame."

A few subordinates say a word to me, and what they say is called a vigorous one, some are praised, some are funny, and the chat is in full swing, but they have not continued to extort confessions for the time being.

"Second young master, you can tell me honestly, which prince you have taken refuge into, so you can eat less flesh and skin." The second housekeeper approached Cheng Dong again when everyone was talking.

"Bah, old dog, Master Ben won't let you go." Cheng Dong spit a mouthful of blood on the face of the second housekeeper, and the second housekeeper did not wipe it, but smiled even more heartily.

The appearance was a bit ruthless for no reason, and the few people next to him stopped chatting, shouting and continuing to torture.

A concubine who dares to climb the prince has bad intentions, it must not be a good thing, and the lady deserves to kill him.

When everyone was executed, the second housekeeper silently retreated to the back, glanced faintly out of the prison, and then returned to normal.

Cheng Dong, who was being tortured, saw this action from his half-squinted eyes, and immediately understood, cried loudly, and begged his wife to spare his life.

He is a child with a father and no mother, a concubine who huddles in the corner, and he really won't and dare not compete with the son for family property, as long as he stutters.

If he doesn't even stutter, he can be kicked out of the country's mansion, he just wants to live, not die.

"Dad, Dad, I, Cheng Dong, am also your son, even if I am not from a high background, I am just a concubine, that is also your son, why can't you give me a way to live."

After roaring, Cheng Dong spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his head was turned and fainted again.

Just when Cheng Dong fainted to death, Lu Guogong's figure also appeared outside the cell, his footsteps stopped there fixedly, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes skimmed towards the prison door.

"It's Cheng Dong inside?" Lu Guogong asked lightly, he seemed to hear Cheng Dong's roar just now, when did he not give that concubine a way to live?

If these words come out, what kind of criticism will he Lu Guogong suffer.

Soon a head poked into the cell, and then quickly retracted, and then a voice sounded, "Back to the master, it is the second young master who is locked up." ”

Lu Guogong's steps about to move forward turned in a direction, and soon appeared in the cell where Cheng Dong was, his eyes glanced coldly, and the frightened second housekeeper and several subordinates shivered together.

"I've seen the master, say hello to the master." The second housekeeper and several subordinates knelt on the ground together.