108 ways to die for supporting characters

Chapter 298: No. 5 Scholar (Reward plus )

Everyone:...

Prince Fu was the first to stand up and object. His daughter was still very useful, so how could she marry Pei Chengyuan? Or become a concubine?!

Jiahe's face was also full of humiliation. She was the future Princess Jiahe, but she became a concubine of a fifth-rank official. Did she still need to keep her face?

Pei Chengyuan was the only one who was truly happy in the palace. The princess really loved him. He promised that after marrying Jiahe, he would treat the princess well. She didn't have much time to live anyway!

The emperor said angrily, "They treat you like this, and you still want to give your husband a concubine?"

Ning Yan's tears rolled down her cheeks, "What else can I do? When I think about my son-in-law dying, I feel so miserable.

Besides, Jiahe is my cousin, how can I watch my cousin die?"

Half an hour later, everyone left the palace, and an imperial edict was delivered to Prince Fu's Mansion and the Princess's Mansion respectively.

The prince consort took a concubine, and the object was Princess Jiahe, the legitimate daughter of Prince Fu.

Those noblemen who were originally attracted to Princess Jiahe found it hard to believe for a while. How could Jiahe become someone's concubine?
However, they soon found out the whole story.

Everyone in the capital despised the two people who couldn't help having an affair in the Grand Princess's mansion, and felt sorry for Princess Rouyuan.

After all, the story says that the emperor asked the number one scholar whether he was married in his family, whether he had a fiancée or a lover, and the number one scholar said no, so the emperor granted the marriage.

The prince consort clearly acts like he has a strong bond with the princess, but he's secretly having an affair with Princess Jiahe. He's such a piece of shit.

No matter what the outside world said, more than half a month later, Princess Jiahe was carried into the princess's mansion and became Pei Chengyuan's concubine!

Of course, she was the legitimate daughter of Prince Fu after all, so Ning Yan was kind enough to let her take the dowry.

Prince Fu was genuinely devoted to his daughter, and Jiahe's dowry was filled with eighty-eight machines.

That night, the prince consort came to the main courtyard to express his sincerity and told the princess that he only had feelings for her and did not like Jiahe at all.

Finally, he was forcibly sent to Jiahe's courtyard by the guards, and drank the wedding wine under the supervision of the nanny.

The wine was drugged. As soon as they finished drinking it, Nanny Yin took everyone away. What an idiot! He even wanted to put on a show in front of the princess. Did he really think the princess cared about him?
I'll just give you a pot of good wine, and go and have fun, you sluts.

After Nanny Yin left, there was indeed some movement in the room, and the servants who were on night watch all moved away.

The next morning, Pei Zhengyuan brought Jiahe to serve tea to the princess.

Princess Jiahe has always been arrogant and proud, and she even looked down on the original owner, the legitimate princess. But now she dare not act rashly.

Because her life was in the hands of the princess, she now only hoped that her father would accomplish the task immediately so that she could avenge the humiliation she had suffered today.

Jiahe knelt down and reached out to take the tea, but found two cups of tea on Wanzi's tray.

Ning Yan looked at Pei Chengyuan with a faint smile on her face, "Prince Consort, aren't you going to offer tea?"

Pei Chengyuan was a little confused. Since when did she ask her husband to join in serving tea?

But thinking that the princess was still angry with him, he quickly knelt down.

Wan Zi stood in front of the two of them with a tray, and each of them took a cup of tea. Pei Chengyuan found that the teacup was so hot that he wanted to throw it away.

Princess Jiahe's face looked equally ugly. She had been spoiled since childhood and her skin was extremely delicate. The burnt skin from the teacup quickly turned red.

"Princess, please have some tea."

Pei Chengyuan followed up with another sentence.

Ning Yan raised her jade-white slender hand and said, "Qianhong, read the rules of being a concubine to Jiahe. Once you enter my princess's mansion, you must abide by the rules of my mansion. If you make a mistake, I will punish you."

Qianhong took a small booklet and began to read, about how to wake up at dawn and dusk every day, serve three meals a day, behave properly, and not flirt with the master. There were even regulations on how many times and how long they could do it at night. The two kneeling people were red not just by their hands, but by their entire bodies.

Putting aside the question of whether or not it can be done, just reading out these rules is embarrassing enough.

Pei Chengyuan was not only ashamed, but also felt more and more uneasy. If the princess could write this into a rule, didn't it mean that she knew everything?
How much must she hate him at this moment?

Qianhong finished reading the rules after more than a quarter of an hour. The cup in her hand had long lost its temperature. Ning Yan smiled at the two of them and said, "Did you two hear everything clearly?"

Princess Pei Chengyuan Jiahe endured the humiliation and replied: "I heard it clearly."

"Who heard it clearly? You can't even say a word back?"

Princess Jiahe couldn't bear it any longer and stood up, "Rou Yuan, don't go too far!"

Ning Yan raised her eyebrows, raised her right hand and gently hooked her fingertips. Wan Zi immediately stepped forward and kicked Jiahe to his knees, then started slapping him.

Qianhong spoke without being told, "Twenty slaps for being disrespectful to the mistress."

Ning Yan looked at Pei Chengyuan again, and Pei Chengyuan immediately lowered his head in fear. In the blink of an eye, Jiahe was hit so hard that the corner of his mouth was bleeding. If this slap had landed on his face, would he still have to go to work tomorrow?

"Don't you have anything to say, Prince Consort?"

Pei Chengyuan: "Yes! Princess, if you hit Jiahe, you can't hit me. I, I didn't say anything."

Fortunately, Jiahe's ears were buzzing from Wan Zi's beating and he didn't hear what he said clearly, otherwise he would have gone crazy on the spot!
Ning Yan felt a chill in her heart. As expected, men are very realistic. No matter whether you like someone or not, or whether you love someone or not, nothing can affect his interests. Once it involves him, his true colors will show immediately!
Presumably, Pei Chengyuan would not secretly paint Jiahe's portrait in the study room in the future. After all, it would be quite disappointing to paint this pig-belly face.

"I know that the prince consort needs to have a good reputation, but my reputation is more important. You dare to do lewd things in public in someone else's house. You have completely disgraced me. If I don't beat you, I'm afraid you won't learn your lesson. So I will give the prince consort twenty more strokes of the board!"

Pei Chengyuan begged for mercy, but the guards came forward, gagged him and dragged him out.

There was a constant stream of muffled groans coming from the yard.

After all the twenty strokes of the board and twenty slaps were given, Ning Yan felt relieved and waved her hand, "Alright, I am upset by your crying. Send them back. Heal your wounds and then pay your respects to me."

The servants in the princess's mansion were all brought out from the palace. They all kept their mouths shut and no one dared to say a word about what happened in the main courtyard. Therefore, after the two of them had been raised for a few days, Miss Luo from Chunying Courtyard started to figure it out.

Isn't it easy for the princess to find a concubine for her cousin?

Moreover, my cousin and the princess have been staying in the same yard for six days without coming out, and they haven’t even been on duty. Why don’t you say anything now? Will the princess be angry?

Isn't it because you think her status is not good enough?
It looks like she has to fight for herself.

On the seventh day, Pei Chengyuan's injuries were almost healed, and the bruises on Jiahe's face had almost disappeared. The servants reminded them, and Jiahe had to apply thick powder on her face to cover up the marks. Then the two of them went to the main courtyard to serve the mistress.