Demoting my wife to a concubine? After being reborn, I turned around and married into the imperial f

Chu Zhanpeng was furious.

How could such a thing happen?

With the Marquis's mansion always so unreliable, how could His Highness possibly notice him or recommend him?

It seems the only option is for Chu Xunzhen to whisper sweet nothings in the Ninth Prince's ear more often in the future.

"Your Highness, let me go out and take a look. You and my daughter can rest here for now."

"No need. I must return to the palace to prepare for the wedding. During this time, if anyone bullies my future principal wife, Lord Chu should understand that I will certainly not let them off."

Chu Zhanpeng's face was grim, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

He found it hard to believe.

Why does a mentally challenged prince possess the same royal majesty as His Majesty? No! In fact, the Ninth Prince's demeanor surpasses even His Majesty's.

"Your Highness, rest assured. Your humble servant will certainly take good care of Zhenzhen and ensure that no one bullies her."

"Mm." After saying that, Nangong Yue looked at Chu Xunzhen with gentle eyes and said, "Sister, Yue is going back. If anyone causes you trouble, just send someone to let them know. Yue will definitely seek justice for you."

Seeing Nangong Yue's two-faced behavior, Chu Zhanpeng felt even more terrified.

It seems that his legitimate daughter has truly caught His Highness's eye.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Rest assured, Your Highness, my father will protect me. I will escort you to the Chu residence."

Chu Zhanpeng gave Chu Xunzhen an approving look.

As expected of her precious eldest daughter, she speaks so sweetly.

This doesn't seem like Chu Wanrou at all; it infuriates him.

"Okay." Nangong Yue's lips curled up, her gaze fixed intently on Chu Xunzhen.

He was getting impatient.

He's about to marry his sister.

Nangong Yue, Chu Xunzhen, and Chu Zhanpeng walked towards the gate of the Marquis's mansion.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the gate of the Marquis's residence.

When Nangong Yue came out, everyone was startled.

An Shun's gaze sharpened as he shouted outside, "Ninth Prince, return to the residence! All bystanders, disperse immediately!"

The crowd dispersed, no longer daring to block the entrance to the Marquis's residence.

Nangong Yue bid farewell to Chu Xunzhen, and Anshun drove the carriage away.

The next moment, a burly man with thick eyebrows and large eyes suddenly walked up to Chu Zhanpeng and said, "Lord Chu, your second young master owes fifty thousand taels of silver at my gambling den. He has been delaying payment for so long. Does he have the silver to pay today?"

Chu Zhanpeng then realized what was happening and immediately turned to the servant, saying, "Someone, call the Second Young Master over."

The servants were hesitant, but Chu Zhanpeng said angrily, "Even if he was beaten with a board before and has difficulty moving around, we must carry him here."

Chu Mingli was carried out.

Chu Xunzhen stood aside, enjoying this good show.

In her past life, she was soft-hearted. When she learned that Chu Mingli owed money, she emptied her own savings to pay it off for him. She even gave him a shop so that he could run it well and start anew.

But later, when Chu Mingli learned of her death, he didn't shed a single tear, nor was he moved in the slightest. He even said that it was good that this annoying woman died. Finally, she stopped bothering him, no longer trying to give him money and shops, and no longer burdening him.

In this life, she will no longer be a nuisance, nor will she pester him to change his ways. She will also not make things difficult for him or force him to take over the shop. Surely Chu Mingli will be very satisfied with his life in this lifetime?

Chunxi helped Chu Xunzhen up, looking at the pale-faced Chu Mingli with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

She leaned closer to Chu Xunzhen and whispered, "Miss, the Second Young Master has been taking your money all these years, and now he owes outsiders so much money. This time, he'll probably be skinned alive if he doesn't die."

Chu Xunzhen shook his head and said, "Look, isn't there still Mother? There should still be money in the Marquis's mansion. Mother also has her own savings. If we want to pay it back to him, we should be able to."

The tall, burly, and imposing rogue, Tiger Might, sneered, "Young Master Chu, we agreed that the 60,000 taels of silver would be repaid on the first day of November. We saw you repaid 10,000 taels, so we didn't press you. Today is November 25th. When do you plan to repay the rest?"

Chu Mingli, his face pale, said, "Tiger Master, please grant me some more time. I'm injured now, but I'll definitely repay you on the first day of the twelfth lunar month."

"The first day of the month?" Tiger repeated, then sneered, "The first day of the twelfth lunar month is the day the Ninth Prince marries his princess. You want me to collect my debt on that day? Are you stupid, or am I? You're trying to harm me, aren't you?"

As Tiger spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to step forward and beat him up.

Chu Zhanpeng coldly replied, "Insolence!"

"Lord Ping'an is here? Perfect. I, Ah Hu, am not ungrateful. This is an IOU. If you can repay it, I, Ah Hu, will take my brothers and leave immediately. But if the Marquis's mansion cannot produce this silver, then I can only send my brothers into the mansion to see if there are any suitable items that can be used as payment."

Chu Zhanpeng stared intently at the IOU and snatched it away.

It was indeed fifty thousand taels.

"Chu Xunzhen, why aren't you handing over the silver? What are you standing there for?" Chu Mingli, lying on the shelf, stared intently at Chu Xunzhen, who stood gracefully not far away, and said.

Chu Xunzhen was speechless, and scoffed, "Chu Mingli, you still owe me money. How can you expect me to pay you back now?"

Chu Mingli wailed, "I'll pay you back the money I owe you later. You pay it back now."

Chu Xunzhen paused for a moment.

After a long pause, she finally spoke slowly: "Chu Mingli, you should pay back your own money. Why should I pay it back for you? It's ridiculous."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mingli's expression became quite interesting.

He stared intently at Chu Xunzhen and said coldly, "If you still want to be my good sister, repay me right now. Otherwise, I will no longer consider you my biological sister."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xunzhen's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he turned to Chunxi and said, "Prepare a letter severing ties between me and the Second Young Master."

Upon hearing this, Chunxi beamed with joy and replied with a smile, "Yes, Miss."

Chu Mingli looked completely bewildered.

He had always contradicted Chu Xunzhen and given her attitude, just so she would coax him as before.

But now, why is she different?

She even said she wanted to sever ties with him?

"Chu Xunzhen, you have so much money, what would be wrong with helping your own brother pay off some of it? How can you be so stingy? You don't even help when there's trouble at home. Rou'er is much better."

Chu Xunzhen laughed: "Then let Chu Wanrou pay it for you. You used to complain when I gave you money, saying I was throwing money at you. Now, I don't want to give you money anymore."

The onlookers were shocked when the words were spoken.

Tiger, in particular, looked at Chu Mingli as if he were a fool.

"You have such a wonderful sister, and you're still complaining? If she were my sister, I would spoil her rotten. You're hopeless; you don't know how to appreciate what you have."

Chu Mingli's face turned pale and then red.

"Enough!" Chu Zhanpeng's face turned ashen with anger. He said in a cold voice, "Steward, go to the public treasury and fetch the silver."

"Yes, sir."

Chu Zhanpeng inwardly cursed Chu Xunzhen for not returning the money to Chu Mingli, but he didn't dare to show her any displeasure.

Upon hearing this, Ah Hu's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood still, no longer acting arrogantly. He even gave Lord Chu a fawning smile.

Chu Zhanpeng's expression turned cold, and he turned his head away.

These are just ordinary people; they're not worth his time.

Suddenly, the steward rushed out of the mansion, his expression panicked, and said, "Something terrible has happened, sir! There's no money left in the public treasury!"