âMilord!â
For those ministers still lingering around due to the commotion, their eyes were quite astounded by the letters inscribed onto the scroll pinned to the now destroyed carriage. The reasoning? Itâs because the title right at the top were the words âDivorce Letterâ!
And if their memories serves them right, the writing style was very similar to the kingâs, which got quickly confirmed by the stamp seal at the bottom right!
Thatâs right, on the very first day of Hong Fangâs reinstatement as the Royal Tutor of Da Xia, he was divorced by his ex-wife Ye Huang Yu, the very first female general in the history of the kingdom.
âYe Huang Yu!â Hong Fangâs eyes were blazing red as he crumpled up the letter until it became a mess. However, the bastard didnât have the courage to rip it apart though in the end.
To make matters worse, not only can he not discard it, he also has to place it at the altar and worship it with incense and prayers, all because itâs technically a royal gift.
âMilord, the carriage⦠do you still intend to pick up the madam from the palace?â The coachman was terrified at the moment. In all the years that heâs been with the Hong House, heâs never seen his lord so enraged befor.
âGo inform my brother to send another carriage over.â Pressing down his humiliation thatâs thumping at his heart, Hong Fang immediately swept his threatening gaze around at the other ministers.
Fortunately this occurred right outside the palace gate. Considering their own familyâs status and influence, heâs certain these people wouldnât have the nerve to start any negative rumors about him.
First stuffing the letter into his pocket, Hong Fang soon arrived at the queenâs quarter where his wife was supposed to be. Sure enough, the information he got from the maids were as he suspected â the dowager and queen were away at the temple. For this reason, the doubt inside him only got heavier.
Thingâs just didnât add up.
After some searching using a random excuse, he was soon ready to give up and leave when his eyes caught sight of a huge sack hidden behind a fake mountain. Confused by this, he quickly moved up to open the thing to peer inside.
To his great surprise, the one stuffed into this sack was none other than his wifeâs faithful servant Granny Chen. Though the nose has been broken in and the face bruised beyond recognition for most, he nevertheless recognizes the old lady through the clothes and trinkets.
âGranny! Whereâs my wife, what happened!â
Perhaps itâs due to the familiar scent, or the sudden movement, but this already thought to be dead Granny Chen suddenly started to groan and slightly opened her eyes.
âMi-lord, save the madamâ¦.â Using her dying breath, this faithful servant finally rolls her eyes and moves on into the afterlife.
âGranny Chen, where did she go! Who did this!â
In his panic, Hong Fang hurries to search around until he found another body. This time it was his wifeâs second servant and the strange sound of someone groaning from further within the estate. He can tell there were definitely the voice of a man, but the woman though⦠itâs as if thereâs pleasure and pain mixed in there at the same time.
Feeling a gush of horror flowing into him, the immense emotion compels him to look inside knowing what awaited. Sure enough, it was his wife Zhu Ge Rou and another man on the bed. Just that his wifeâs long slender legs were tied into a upside âMâ shape while having her mouth stuffed with the prunish old eunuchâs groin rubbing back and forth. Then looking downwards, Hong Fang can see plenty of toys thatâs usually reserved for those extreme ladies in the brothels. Whatever candles used to stuff the bottom parts, whatever whip to lash at the flesh, thereâs even some metallic balls still slippery wet from the earlier foreplay!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYOU DAMN DOG!!â Despite his rage, Hong Fang still hasnât lost his mind yet. He can tell something wasnât right with his wife based on those hollow eyes.
âLor-rd Fang, I-how come youâ¦.â Scared out of his wits at the intruder, the old eunuch didnât even have time to pull up his pants before having his skull smashed in by the manâs palm strike.
âAHHH!!! MURDER!! SOMEONEâS BEEN KILLED!â Following this loud exclaiming cry, the various palace maids coming over to check up on the scene were frantically fleeing for their lives.
Then perhaps it was the drugs wearing off, or maybe itâs just the loud cries in the air, but Zhu Ge Rouâs eyes were slowly starting to regain their lights now.
âHusband, how come you are here?â The first thing she saw after coming out of her muddled state was her husband standing in front of her and the dead eunuch lying there on the floor.
At first she still wasnât sure whatâs going on, but that instantly changed when she leaned forward to reach out for her man. It was bristly cold at the top, pushing her to the realization of how naked her entire body was!
Going ghastly white on her face, she starts whimpering like a helpless female that didnât know what to do: âHusband, I, what is going on? How can I beâ¦.?â
In front of his sobbing wife, Hong Fang didnât have the energy left to reprimand her. He knows this must be the work of Ye Ling Yue and her mother so he didnât have any grounds to go on anyways. Nevertheless, just recalling the image of the old prune squatting on top of his wifeâs face and ravaging her private parts with those filthy hands would make him nauseated.
âWife, itâs nothing, let me send you back home first.â Enduring the disgust filling his heart, he goes up to wrap a heavy layer of blanket over his wife before heading out of the estate with her.
âFather, Mother sheâ¦.â Already waiting outside the palace gate was Hong Ming Yue and Hong Yu Ying.
They rushed over as soon as the coachman returned with the news so itâs no surprise that their faces werenât very good. However, to find their mother in this wretched state, it just made them even uglier.
âMother, what happened to you?!â
Through the loose blanket and robe, Hong Ming Yue â being the more perceptible one â was able to notice the traces of shame hovering over her motherâs face. Then matching it with how gloomy his father was, she can already guess something terrible mustâve happened.
âHusbandâ¦â Zhu Ge Rou whimpers out for the man. Yet, instead of getting a comforting reply, she only got the cold shoulder from her husband as he went straight into the carriage. Towards this sort of treatment, this woman can no longer suppress her grievance and burst into tears.
While Hong Yu Ying continues to be oblivious to the situation, Hong Ming Yue on the other hand was already dreadfully dark on the face.
She have always been exceptionally clever since young. Connecting the stuff with the divorce letter of her father and the current state of her mother, this youngest daughter of the Hong House already knows whoâs behind it all.
Ye Ling Yue, Ye Huang Yu, why didnât the both of you die back then?! Just wait, one day I will repay the both of you for all the pain youâve instilled onto me and my family today!