mtlumby2d Chapter 189 A kind of almost pathological attachment... like a moth to a flame, not afraid of life o
Chapter 189 A kind of almost pathological attachment... like a moth to a flame, not afraid of life o
The woman's eyes were evasive.
Glancing at the middle-aged man in front of him.
Seeing that he was also shaking, he glanced at Han Feng who was kneeling on one knee in the front.
It seemed like she wanted him to plead for her.
Instead, it delayed his reply, causing Xie Qinghuan to frown.
Seeing this, Lin Zheng rebuked loudly:
"How dare you! Didn't you hear the young lady's question?"
The woman quickly lowered her head and fell to the ground.
Trembling.
"Reply... Miss, yes, I am..."
"I heard from the villagers that you treated Han Feng harshly? You beat and scolded him at every turn, and even made him sleep in the pig shed... Is this true?"
The woman was shocked.
Lying on the ground shivering.
I can't even finish my words.
"I, I just... don't have any extra rooms at home..."
"Does that mean you admit it?"
She narrowed her eyes.
The voice became more severe.
"Do you know...the relationship between Han Feng, the Third Prince and me?
He is our savior, but he needs to stay at home for a few days to recover from his injuries. How dare you treat him so harshly?"
Recovering at home?
Everyone was surprised when these words were spoken.
Han Feng was excited. What the lady meant was...
Will he be summoned back to Beijing in the future?
Can he still stay by her side?
Chu Hanxiao was also a little uneasy.
Although he knew that she might have said this just as a temporary measure to intimidate his brother and sister-in-law.
But I still worry...
Afraid that she would actually take him back to Kyoto.
As men...
He could see the way Han Feng looked at her...
It is definitely not as simple as an ordinary guard!
That is an almost pathological attachment...
Like a moth to a flame, not afraid of life or death!
Even if he has lost his memory of the past.
But the look in his eyes has not changed!
Even if I just look at her back...
Almost obsessive.
He didn't dare let such a person stay with her.
He was thinking about how to make her feel at ease to keep him...
The person who was most shocked after hearing Xie Qinghuan's words was undoubtedly Han Feng's sister-in-law.
She raised her head in surprise, her eyes widening.
“No one told us…he’s going back to Beijing!
Isn't my uncle the bodyguard of Prince Yong? Prince Yong's mansion is gone, so what is he going back for?"
Xie Qinghuan became even angrier after hearing this.
"So you wantonly humiliate and torture him? Who gave you the courage?
Even if he is not the guard of Prince Yong, but just an ordinary person, as his sister-in-law, can you beat, scold and humiliate him at will?
People say that the eldest brother is like a father and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother!
And you... your behavior is so bad that you can be called a vicious woman!"
The woman heard it.
He was shaking like a sieve with fear.
Even though she was in Hanyang, far away from Kyoto, she had heard of the "bad reputation" of the Prime Minister's daughter!
What's more, she had just arrived in Hanyang today and was appointed as the prefect of Xu Mansion!
His arrogance and audacity made her tremble.
"People's women...people's women..."
I don't want to hear her argument.
Xie Qinghuan ordered in a deep voice:
"Someone! Drag this vicious woman out of the yard and beat her to death in public! To serve as a warning to others!"
The woman was terrified.
Screaming in horror.
The guards with swords stepped forward and dragged her up.
Her husband wanted to plead for mercy, but he was a little timid.
"Your Excellency... She, Your Excellency, please spare her life..."
Seeing that Xie Qinghuan remained indifferent, the woman grabbed Han Feng's robe.
Crying:
"Uncle, uncle, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again! Please help me beg for mercy, uncle!
Just because I gave birth to your nephew for your Han family...Uncle, please save my life!"
Han Feng knows very well...
Xie Qinghuan was speaking up for him.
He didn't want to pretend to be magnanimous and offend her at this time.
He knelt upright without saying a word.
The woman cried out for her mother again:
"Mom! Mom! Can you bear to see your grandson lose his mother at such a young age?
Mother... Please help me persuade your son! Spare my life, mother!"
The old lady also resented her for going too far.
but……
As soon as she heard her grandson crying, her heart softened again.
Lying on the ground, shivering, he tugged at Han Feng's sleeve.
Han Feng was in a dilemma.
He raised his eyes and looked at Xie Qinghuan.
Xie Qinghuan was also looking at him.
Eyelashes fluttering, eyes encouraging.
She had thought of this beforehand...
I came here specifically to be the bad guy and severely punish the bad sister-in-law.
Then let Han Feng come forward to plead for mercy and show him some mercy.
His brother and sister-in-law will treat him better in the future.
Even if it's not sincere, be it respect or fear...
At least it can make his life a little better.
Therefore, she allowed his sister-in-law to cry and beg for a long time, and did not allow anyone to drag her away for execution.
Seeing her nod slightly towards him.
Han Feng gritted his teeth, clasped his fists and said:
"I...thank you for your kindness, young lady, but...she is my brother's first wife after all.
I hope the lady will show some mercy and spare her life."
Xie Qinghuan heard it.
Pretend to hesitate.
After a moment, he spoke.
"Guard Han has done me a favor. Since he is the one asking for mercy, I should give him some favor...
However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living punishment cannot be escaped!
Drag her out and give her twenty strokes of the cane, so she'll learn her lesson!"
"Yes! Why don't you thank me?"
Lin Zheng drank it.
The woman had a sad face and hung her head.
He thanked him tremblingly.
Execution outside the door.
The woman's screams echoed throughout the village.
Every cry made the middle-aged man tremble all over.
After being beaten with more than a dozen boards, the woman fainted.
Lin Zheng came in to report, and the execution was just over.
Xie Qinghuan glanced at the relieved man and said in a deep voice:
"Do you know what to do next?"
"Yes……"
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded in agreement.
Chu Hanxiao saw that she had finished her outburst and added.
Both kindness and severity:
“Han Feng was kind to this prince, but he returned home seriously injured but received no compensation. This was our negligence.
From now on, I will give him ten taels of silver every month, and you must not force him to go out to work anymore."
The man was terrified.
I didn't know whether I should take the money.
He looked at Han Feng in astonishment.
Han Feng was somewhat unhappy...
He was afraid that once he accepted the money, the lady...would no longer want him.
This was exactly what Chu Hanxiao was planning.
Without giving him a chance to refuse, he signaled the attendant behind him to take out the silver.
Luo Sanqian stopped the man and stepped forward himself.
Give the silver to Han Feng.
To explain pointedly:
"I will send someone to deliver the money at irregular intervals every month to ensure that the silver is delivered to Han Feng."
Come and check from time to time...
They dared not treat him harshly anymore.
The silver was placed in front of Han Feng.
No matter how hesitant he was, he couldn't refuse.
He nodded and took it, thanking him in a deep voice:
"Your subordinate...thanks to His Highness the Third Prince for his grace."
Seeing the dark clouds rolling in.
Chu Hanxiao nodded.
He put his arm around Xie Qinghuan’s waist.
Ask softly:
"It's going to rain soon, let's go back too."
Xie Qinghuan nodded.
Instructed Han Feng with a complicated expression.
"We will be staying at the prefectural government office in the near future. If you need anything, you can come to us at any time."
As he said this, he also gave him a token of the prime minister's guard.
With this, he can see her anytime...
Han Feng stroked the token and kowtowed to express his gratitude.
Chu Hanxiao narrowed his eyes when he saw this.
Lower your brows and put force on your hands.
"Let's go."