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

The group hurried towards the side room.

Chu Xunzhen followed behind the group.

Before she even entered the room, she heard Nangong Yue's ferocious roar.

What happened?

Her heart tightened, and she pushed past the crowd, rushing inside first.

Inside the room, Nangong Yue was gripping the maid's wrist, and the maid was screaming her heart out.

A snap.

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

He even broke the maid's hand bones.

Everyone in the Marquis's residence retreated in unison.

Although Li Yi did not come in, he had seen the general outline while kneeling outside, and was immediately terrified, turning pale as a ghost.

"Your Highness, spare me... Your Highness, spare me..."

The maid cried and complained.

She was Zi Tao, Chu Wanrou's personal maid.

Her face was pale, and she was covered in cold sweat. Her beautiful face was filled with pain and fear.

"You audacious lowly servant, you have offended Your Highness! Guards, drag her away and give her thirty strokes of the cane!"

At Chu Zhanpeng's command, two servants immediately stepped forward and took Zitao away.

"Father, could there be a misunderstanding? I think Zitao is usually clever and meticulous, which is why I instructed her to serve His Highness here."

As Chu Wanrou finished speaking, Nangong Yue's icy gaze suddenly fell upon her.

Those usually round, brown pupils were now completely different from usual, bloodshot and extremely frightening.

Chu Wanrou stood there blankly, feeling a chill run down her spine, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

too frightening.

Why are the Ninth Prince's eyes so cold?

"You lowly adopted daughter dares to trespass into my resting place! Guards, cough cough..."

Before she could give any instructions, Nangong Yue started coughing repeatedly.

Chu Zhanpeng then took over the conversation and said to the servants behind him, "Guards, take the Second Miss away and confine her to the Peony Garden."

Peony Garden is where Chu Wanrou lives. It is full of beautiful flowers, including peonies and all kinds of other delicate flowers.

The entire courtyard was refreshing and pleasant.

This isn't punishment; it's clearly a form of protection.

Chu Wanrou's eyes flashed with resentment.

She plans ahead in every aspect, so why does everything go wrong?

"Your Highness, please don't be angry, or it will aggravate the wound on your back."

Seeing that Nangong Yue remained motionless and unwilling to lie on the couch, the old imperial physician spoke helplessly.

The little maidservant just now volunteered to let His Highness lie down and touched him, which caused His Highness to be stimulated and fall ill.

Ankang Gonggong, who was standing to the side, was pacing anxiously. Suddenly, he saw Chu Xunzhen standing not far away.

"Young lady, would you be so kind as to come and help me to assist His Highness in lying down on the couch?"

Chu Zhanpeng was stunned when An Kang Gonggong finished speaking.

You see, just now, that maid named Zitao merely touched Nangong Yue's sleeve, and Nangong Yue felt utterly disgusted, as if she had swallowed a fly. If Chu Xunzhen were to step forward to help, who knows if the Ninth Prince would be even more disgusted?

"My lord, Xunzhen has just returned from the countryside and is quite clumsy. How can she possibly serve His Highness properly? Why don't you let Rou'er come over and play a soothing melody for His Highness?"

Chu Zhanpeng frowned and made the suggestion.

How can a girl who has just returned from the countryside compare to Rou'er, who has been carefully raised?

"Your Excellency is too kind, but His Highness dislikes lowly people."

Ankang Gonggong looked Chu Zhanpeng over carefully and said coldly.

Is he stupid?

Didn't you hear how much His Highness dislikes his adopted daughter?

"Seeking truth is my wish."

Chu Xunzhen walked up to Nangong Yue almost without hesitation.

Seeing his bloodshot eyes, which seemed to be suppressing a frenzy, she suddenly grabbed his hand.

"It's alright, Your Highness, it's alright, Your Highness, relax..."

The gentle voice eased Nangong Yue's furrowed brows.

His bloodshot eyes gradually cleared.

A refreshing medicinal fragrance emanated from the woman in front of me.

What a refreshing scent.

It smells of gardenia, mixed with lemon and an unknown medicinal scent.

Chu Xunzhen had no idea what Nangong Yue was thinking.

She supported Nangong Yue's body, gently helping him lie down and turning him over.

The old physician looked at Chu Xunzhen with surprise in his eyes.

The Ninth Prince has gone mad, and no one in the palace can get close. Who would have thought that the eldest daughter of the Marquis's family would possess such power?

Watching the old imperial physician treat Nangong Yue's whip wounds, Chu Xunzhen lowered her gaze.

He was her benefactor in both her past and present lives.

Today, however, he was hurt by her birth mother.

It seems that Li Yi is too idle and too comfortable.

Nangong Yue drifted off to sleep.

The old doctor quietly beckoned everyone to leave.

Only Chu Xunzhen and his maid Chunxi were placed in a side room by the old imperial physician for care.

After walking out of the courtyard and closing the door, Eunuch Ankang glanced coldly at Li Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, before saying to Chu Zhanpeng, "My lord, I will return to the palace now to report to His Majesty."

Li Yi was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost lost his footing and fell to the ground.

Just imagine how severe the punishment would be to whip the current prince?

I don't know if she'll survive.

"Thank you for making this trip, Eunuch Ankang. My wife is foolish and only wanted to teach the eldest daughter a lesson. She did not mean to hurt His Highness. Please put in a good word for her."

After Chu Zhanpeng finished speaking, he took out a money bag from his sleeve and smiled apologetically at Eunuch Ankang.

His smile was somewhat stiff.

As a marquis of a prefecture, he actually had to be so subservient to a eunuch.

But he had no choice but to do it.

If Li Yi is angered by His Majesty, he might take his anger out on the entire Marquis's mansion, and even on him, the Marquis of Ping'an.

Eunuch Ankang took the money bag, weighed it in his hand, and looked at Chu Zhanpeng with a deep gaze, saying, "The Marquis has a fine daughter."

After saying this, Eunuch Ankang turned and left.

Chu Zhanpeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Once Ankang Gonggong accepts the money bag, he will surely put in a good word for him.

He felt a pang of reluctance as he looked at the money bag that had been taken away.

"Look what you've done!"

Chu Zhanpeng was furious and kicked Li Yi.

"what!"

Li Yi screamed in pain and curled up on the ground like a shrimp.

"Mother, how are you?"

Chu Mingyuan was shocked to see his mother lying on the ground and immediately went over to help her up.

"Mingyuan, what brings you here?" Li Yi asked. "Mother is fine. You should go back to your studies. Don't keep you from getting back to work."

Chu Mingyuan remained silent, then immediately said...

"Such a big thing happened in your household, and you still let the servants keep it from me. If I hadn't happened to overhear the servants talking, I wouldn't have known that my mother was kneeling here suffering."

Li Yi's eyes reddened, and she cried out hoarsely, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't given birth to this jinx, how could things have turned out like this?"

"Chu Xunzhen has caused a lot of harm. I'll bring her out right now." Chu Mingyuan said, rushing into the room.

"No, Mingyuan. Everyone in the palace is in the side room, serving His Highness the Ninth Prince. You mustn't act rashly."

Li Yi immediately stood up, blocking Chu Mingyuan's path, and said with difficulty.

Her knees were painful and red.

But she dared not refuse to kneel.

With a thud, she knelt down again.

Even though she, as the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, was forced to kneel in public, she would be unable to command respect in the future.

It's still better than being sentenced to death by His Majesty.

If His Majesty forgives her and considers it an unintentional mistake, she can live. But if he insists on killing her, her offense against the imperial family is enough to condemn her and her entire family to eternal damnation.

"Understood." Chu Mingyuan glanced at the room with a sinister look and said coldly, "Mother, rest assured, I will not allow any servants to come here and offend you. I will go and see Sister Rou'er now."

With a creak.

Suddenly, the door to the side room opened.

The person who came out was Chu Xunzhen.

She wore a white silk dress and a simple wooden hairpin in her hair.

She gently closed the door; she was going to the small kitchen to cook medicinal porridge for His Highness so that he could recover as soon as possible.

"Chu Xunzhen, you're out? Perfect timing. Come with me."

Chu Mingyuan sneered, stepped forward, grabbed Chu Xunzhen's wrist, and dragged her out of the courtyard.