Chapter 133 Falling into Hell
Shen Linchuan felt as if someone had touched his reverse scale. He was filled with violent rage. He grabbed Song Mingzhu's neck and pressed her down on the bed.
There was only a ripping sound, and the sound of the silk tearing was particularly harsh.
Song Mingzhu's eyes widened in fear, and she shouted in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do?"
Shen Linchuan stared at her, with flames boiling in his eyes. To him, his shameful past with Zhao Huaijin was the crux of his problem.
Now he cut off his nightmare with his own hands, in order to become a man again.
Didn't Lord Cheng En look down on him and be reluctant to marry his daughter Song Mingzhu to him? So he let Song Mingzhu get pregnant with his child.
Originally, he married Cheng Enbo's daughter for his family property.
Since I can no longer enter the official career, I will first possess this enormous wealth.
Now that he has reached a cooperation with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he must let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince see that he is not useless!
The wealth of the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion was destined to belong to him.
"No, no."
Song Mingzhu has already noticed Shen Linchuan's intention.
She shook her head as fear and panic overwhelmed her, and her body's instinct made her struggle continuously.
The ropes on his body left marks without the barrier of clothes.
Shen Linchuan felt that it was a nuisance, so he untied the rope on her body. Unexpectedly, Song Mingzhu suddenly struggled violently and almost kicked him in the lower abdomen.
He was immediately furious and slapped Song Mingzhu in the face.
The slap was so powerful that Song Mingzhu became deaf for a moment and lost the ability to resist.
Shen Linchuan tried but it still didn't work. He felt a little flustered and remembered what he had prepared in advance. So he reached out and took out a bottle of medicine from the small drawer next to him, and randomly poured out a few pills and swallowed them.
It wasn't long before the medicine took effect.
Shen Linchuan was overjoyed.
He could finally, finally be a normal man.
With such excitement, he proved himself thoroughly.
Song Mingzhu was torn apart at that moment, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't even scream.
In a trance, she recalled what Song Shiwei had said to her that day: "If you and Shen Linchuan really didn't have a private relationship, and you were forced by him, then you should go to the government to sue him and tell everyone that you are the victim to prove your innocence."
She was wrong. If she had listened to Song Shiwei and sued Shen Linchuan to the government, she would not have ended up in such a tragic way today.
Tears of regret flowed from Song Mingzhu's eyes, and then she fell into a deep hell.
The next day.
When Shen Suyun came into the room, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.
I saw the once high and mighty noble lady of the Cheng'en Marquis's Mansion lying on the blood-stained bed, her hair disheveled, her eyes red and swollen, her face pale, as if she were already dead.
She was frightened, but still mustered up the courage to reach out and check Song Mingzhu's breath.
Fortunately, the person is still alive, but it looks like he is half dead.
Thinking of her brother's instructions, Shen Suyun had no choice but to clean up for her with a look of disgust.
She curled her lips and snorted with disdain: "If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place? You looked down on Second Brother and didn't want to marry him, but in the end, didn't you become Second Brother's woman?"
Shen Suyun stared at Song Mingzhu's belly and thought about what her second brother had said before.
He wanted to keep Song Mingzhu here until she became pregnant with the Shen family's child, so that he would have to recognize Cheng Enbo as his son-in-law even if he didn't want to.
She originally thought that her second brother had become a disabled person like her eldest brother, but she didn't expect it to be fake. She thought that her mother would be very happy if she were still alive in heaven.
After cleaning up for Song Mingzhu, Shen Suyun left the room and went next door.
Shen Linchuan took too much medicine last night and lost control of himself. Now he seemed to have been drained of all his energy and was a little listless.
Shen Suyun walked in and asked curiously, "Did Miss Wen help you bring Song Mingzhu here?
I'm not saying anything bad about you, but what's so great about Song Mingzhu? The son-in-law of the Marquis of Cheng'en is no match for the son-in-law of the Duke of Zhenguo."
Shen Linchuan frowned and glanced at his sister.
Shen Suyun felt a little uneasy when she was stared at by him. It seemed like her second brother had become a different person since he was seriously injured. His temperament was changeable and sometimes quite scary.
She swallowed and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"
It’s no wonder she thinks too much. If she didn’t like her second brother, why would Wen Ruqing, the daughter of the high and mighty Duke Zhenguo, be so nice to them?
Because as far as she knew, Wen Ruqing and Song Shiwei didn't have any major grudges against each other, so it didn't make sense for them to use the Shen family to take revenge on Song Shiwei.
Shen Linchuan suddenly had an idea. He curled his lips and asked with a smile, "Suyun, do you want to be the Crown Princess?"
"what?"
Shen Suyun was stunned by the question: "Crown Princess?"
How can this be?
She couldn't even be the Crown Prince's Consort of Yongning Marquis's Mansion, so how could she be the Crown Princess? This was simply a foolish dream.
She said, "Second brother, please stop making fun of me. I am not destined to be a crown princess."
"Who said no."
Shen Linchuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze firm: "If my second brother says yes, then you have it."
He picked up a book on the table and flipped through it randomly, saying, "Keep an eye on Song Mingzhu, don't let her die."
"understood."
Shen Suyun thought that the Crown Princess was just something her second brother said casually and didn't take it seriously. She turned around and walked out.
Shen Linchuan turned his head to look out the window, muttering, "The son-in-law of the Zhenguo Mansion?"
He sneered: "It's not impossible."
……
In the palace.
The Queen is hosting a banquet today, with wine flowing down the stream in the Imperial Garden, and all the young men and women from the aristocratic families in the capital are invited to attend.
Song Shiwei is naturally no exception.
But as soon as she entered the palace, she was called by Princess Leyang to her Huayang Palace.
Xiao Yetang was sitting in front of the dressing table, letting the palace maids dress her up, but she looked listless, as if she was not very happy.
Song Shiwei walked over and asked, "The princess seems to be worried."
"You're here."
Xiao Yetang waved his hand, signaling all the palace servants to leave.
She held Song Shiwei's hand and said, "You are really not loyal enough. You have not come to the palace to see me since you were chosen as the top scholar by our father."
Song Shiwei said: "My title of No. 1 Scholar is just an empty title. How can I enter the palace without an official position or salary?"
Xiao Yetang curled his lips and said, "It's really unfair. Why can't a woman who is the top scholar be an official?"
Song Shiwei couldn't answer her. She couldn't just say that His Majesty was incompetent, right?
His Majesty dared to break the precedent and appointed her as the female top scholar, which was very wise.
She smiled and brushed it off, "I heard that this banquet is held for you. Don't you want to choose a prince consort?
Or maybe it’s because the prince consort you like is not among those attending the banquet today.”
Xiao Yetang lowered his head and said sadly: "He only knows how to tease me and doesn't care who I marry."