Fu Zhen craned her neck to look him up and down: "Beating up a wimp hurt your hand?"
Pei Zhan dragged out his voice: "His bones are soft, but his mouth is tough!"
True that!...
Fu Zhen eyed that hand, then grabbed it: "Let see, where is it hurt?"
The young man’s hand wasn’t as delicate as a girl’s! It had thin calluses at the base of the thumb, but the fingers were long and well-defined, the nails trimd neatly, quite a good set of hands!
Fu Zhen rubbed it twice and let go: "Nothing wrong, if it really hurts, just apply so dicine when you get ho."
What a load of crap!
Didn’t even scratch the surface, not even ten Yang Zhans could make him hurt a hair; could this really hurt his hand?
If she believed that, she’d believe anything.
But Fu Zhen understood! n, after a fight, of course, want to show off to soone.
Little brat!
Considering she’s known him for so long, and he’s finally showing a bit of a smile lately, cooperating wasn’t a big deal for Fu Zhen.
After all, as he is now, he’s much more interesting than he was as a serious and rigid child, and he deserves encouragent. Otherwise, Fu Zhen really wouldn’t enjoy hanging out with him!
Pei Zhan, stroking his touched right hand, said: "Who’s going to apply it for ?"
Fu Zhen glanced sideways at him: "Who used to apply it for you before?"
Pei Zhan held back a mont, "Oh," he replied, and said no more.
Fu Zhen retracted her gaze.
Pushing his luck, wanting her to personally apply the dicine?
Spoiled him...
...
The couple entered the General Mansion, and Fu Zhen reminded Pei Zhan: "Quickly send soone to see how Ali and the others are doing at the Zhang Family? Tell them to co ho once they’re done."
After speaking, she went straight in, asking Ziyan, who ca to greet her: "Where are Father and Mother?"
Pei Zhan stayed behind to dismiss Guo Song and then instructed him: "Go spread the news about the Heir of Prince Rong getting beaten."
Guo Song gave him a look and agreed.
Mrs. Pei was making pastries.
Recently, she had been to Wanbin Building a few tis and was impressed by the Huaiyang chef there, so she got a few recipes from Mrs. Ning and started experinting with cooking.
To support her culinary pursuits, Pei Yu even built a small stove for her by hand.
Of course, when Pei Zhan heard about this, he couldn’t resist making a few snide remarks.
But who cares? He’s just jealous!
One was kneading dough and the other stoking the fire, a picture of romance, when a maid hurried in: "Master, Madam! The Young Madam and the General are back, heading this way!"
"Why are they back so soon?"
Hearing Pei Zhan’s arrival made Pei Yu groan. "The Prince Rong’s Mansion invites guests, don’t they even serve als?!"
"Who knows." Mrs. Pei said, "There are so many people in their family, with Prince Rong’s concubines and illegitimate children, enough to occupy a mountain top, he’d have to count his coppers to get by."
Saying this, she set the dough aside and took a couple of steps to greet them.
Before she even got to the door, Fu Zhen burst in like an arrow: "Mother, Father! Sothing bad happened, I’ve screwed up!"
Mrs. Pei was stunned: "What trouble have you caused, to be so scared."
"I beat up the Heir of Prince Rong!"
The couple exchanged glances and said in unison: "Why beat that fool?"
"I couldn’t help myself, he tried to put a beauty beside the General’s pillow!"
"What?!"
The couple imdiately bolted upright! "Trying to place soone beside who?"
"Beside the General! Your son, my husband who I’ve only been married to for a few days!" Fu Zhen dragged a bench out from under the stove to sit on and picked up a warm at pie from the sieve. "After we got to Prince Rong’s Mansion, the princely heir’s wife had barely said a few words to before she sent away, and then the Heir of Prince Rong seized the opportunity to send a woman to the General!
"He even suggested to the General not to let know and to secretly send the woman to the mansion later!
"He’s even altered the woman’s contract of sale, it’s right here! You two take a look, I’m not making this up!"
With that, she stuffed the contract into their hands.
The words she uttered before leaving Prince Rong’s Mansion were not empty threats!
Prince Rong and his son had murdered so many to cover up the killing at Baiyu Lane, yet they pretend to be innocent, and the key is that no one else knows about these events!
Even Pei Yu and the others were still in the dark!
And Prince Rong frequently invited Pei Yu for als and drinks, who knows what he’s plotting behind the scenes?
These scoundrels, not a single good person among them!
Back when Fu Zhen was a Ning Family girl, Pei Zhan was considered an outsider, so it wasn’t necessary to alarm Pei Yu and them.
But now that striking against Prince Rong’s Mansion was indispensable, no matter what, Pei Yu and his family couldn’t be kept in the dark further!
TodPieray Yang Zhan ca to the door himself, saving her the trouble of finding an excuse at another ti; she could conveniently tear off the mask of Prince Rong and his son for them both to see!
Mrs. Pei looked at the contract of sale, trembling with rage: "Where’s Zhan Er? Did he accept the person?!"
"Not at all!" Fu Zhen said, "The General beat up the Heir of Prince Rong, and I, being angry, beat him too.
"But Princess Rong was angry, she said it’s nothing unusual for n to have three or four wives, that it’s human nature, and she blad for not recognizing kindness and scolded harshly!
"As the Young Madam of the General’s Mansion, I felt I couldn’t act cowardly and tarnish our Lao Pei family’s reputation!
"So I scolded back.
"But Prince Rong took his son’s side, thinking I shouldn’t have scolded, and pressured the General to punish !
"I was so scared I quickly ran back."
Pei Yu sprang up with a fire poker in hand: "That old bastard! He dreams of ssing with our Lao Pei family, it’s already gracious of not to settle scores with him, where does he get off taking sides?!"
He then turned to Fu Zhen, "You hit him, so what? What are you afraid of? Our Lao Pei family has never feared trouble!
"With your skinny fra like a bean sprout, even if you punched him several tis, wouldn’t it be like scratching an itch? Where’s the harm?
"He’s such a wimp, and still so hypocritical!"
"Mother, that princely heir’s wife even threatened !" Fu Zhen took another bite of the pie and turned to Mrs. Pei, "After sending away, she urged to cozy up to her, help her get her brother Zhang Shicheng a position under our Pei family. Otherwise, she wouldn’t include in social gatherings or anything in the future!"
No sooner had Fu Zhen finished speaking than there was a thud, and Mrs. Pei pounded her fist on the dough she was kneading, flattening it: "Are they going to take over the world? Do they think people of our Lao Pei family are desperate to play with her? She’s out of her mind!"
Pei Yu’s fingers also trembled as he pointed at Fu Zhen, "Girl, tell , are you telling the truth about all this?!"
"Of course it’s true!" At this mont, Pei Zhan walked in from outside, continuing the conversation, "She hasn’t even said everything! As soon as we entered, Princess Rong implicitly ridiculed her, looked down on her! She endured it all.
"It’s only because they saw her as easy to bully that they dared to do such shaless things later!"
Pei Zhan said, casting a sidelong glance at them, huffing coldly through his nose: "Let’s see you all continue associating with their family in the future!"
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