Volume One, Chapter Nine: Pei Jing Recklessly Risks His Life
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Shen Zhi lay on the ground, blood draining from her entire body. Her delicate face was streaked with tears, her hands bound tightly with rope, and her body was covered in shocking wounds.
Pei Jing’s expression darkened instantly.
He strode over, lifting Shen Zhi into his arms. Seeing her barely conscious state, his voice trembled, “Who did this to you?”
Shen Zhi looked at him, tears slowly falling from her eyes. She shook her head. “Your Highness, please do not ask anymore. It is my fault. I offended my aunt, grandmother, the Grand Prince, and my sister. It was all my doing.”
Pei Jing turned, his gaze stern. “Oh? Such audacity!”
“Seventh Prince… Seventh Prince, what brings you here…” the elderly Madam Shen hurriedly bowed.
“Heh, if I didn’t come, how would I know how badly my beloved consort was mistreated!” Pei Jing scooped Shen Zhi up and with a powerful kick sent Zhong Lengyu sprawling to the ground.
“Ah! Ouch…”
“Guards! Seal off everyone in the Shen household! No one is to leave without my permission! If a single person escapes, I want their head!”
“Yes, Your Highness!”
Pei Jing said no more, carrying Shen Zhi back to her room and laying her gently on the bed.
“Mingzhi, watch over your lady closely. I will go avenge her.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” Mingzhi replied with a respectful bow.
“Pei Jing!” Shen Zhi’s weak voice called out.
Hearing her, Pei Jing turned back. “What is it?”
“Don’t let a single one escape!” Shen Zhi curled her lips slightly. In some ways, Pei Jing was indeed ruthless, but he also had his tender side.
Pei Jing was a man of his word; once promised, he would see it through. Shen Zhi admitted she was taking a gamble.
Fortunately, she had won!
Pei Jing’s dark face finally softened into a faint curve.
“Rest assured, I will not spare anyone who harms my consort!”
With that, Pei Jing turned and strode away.
Inside the house, Zhong Lengyu was sweating profusely. “What is going on? I thought the Seventh Prince didn’t care about Shen Zhi at all?”
Shen Qi said nothing, standing silently beside Pei Huai, his face already clouded with gloom.
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Damn it, Pei Jing actually came. Wasn’t he just putting on a show in the imperial garden that day?
Pei Huai’s face was grim. He had planned to reprimand Shen Zhi since she had been following him everywhere, but then she married Pei Jing and humiliated him right there in the garden!
Madam Shen was about to speak when the door was suddenly kicked open. Pei Jing entered with a dark expression, his eyes impassive.
“Greetings, Seventh Prince!”
“I, the old lady, pay respects to the Seventh Prince!”
“We, your servants, pay respects to the Seventh Prince!”
Wei Xiangjun, Zhong Lengyu, and Shen Qi bowed in unison. Pei Jing approached them deliberately and sat down slowly, then suddenly slammed the cup on the table to the ground!
Bang!
The cup shattered instantly, shards nearly splattering onto Wei Xiangjun’s face.
Frightened, she dropped to her knees. “Seventh… Seventh Prince, please calm your anger…”
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