Chapter 192 Whipping
I don't know if it was to vent his anger or simply for the sake of a man's face, but after throwing away the broken brush, Rong Anhou grabbed the things on the table and shouted, "Call Zhao!"
Zhao was the youngest concubine in the Rong'an Marquis's mansion.
How come he only had half a cup of tea?
How come he only had half a cup of tea!
When Zhao received the message, she did not dare to delay and hurried over, but was pushed down on the bed in the study by Marquis Rong'an.
The followers in the room immediately dispersed.
This bed had been the scene of similar romantic events before, but today...
With the curl of green smoke coming from the auspicious beast incense burner in the corner of the study, something seemed to be wrong.
"ah!"
"Someone, come here, something bad has happened, the Marquis has fainted."
Zhao, who was lying on the bed, was half-covered with clothes. She stumbled and fell off the bed. In panic, she got up without caring about anything and ran out. Her scream alarmed the followers outside, who broke in through the door and bumped into Zhao.
Zhao took a step back from her follower's arms, her face pale and her fingers trembling as she pointed at the bed, tears streaming down her cheeks and her voice trembling and incoherent.
"The Lord has fainted."
The follower's face suddenly changed and he ran towards the bed in big strides.
A quarter of an hour later.
The wife of Marquis Rong'an sat in the main seat in the outer room of the study with a sullen face. Below her and to her right sat several young masters and ladies of the Marquis Rong'an Mansion, and to her right sat Rong San, who had not yet married.
Zhao knelt on the ground, shivering, with a coat covering her body.
When asked about what had just happened, Lady Rong'an Marquis originally wanted to avoid these children, especially Rong San. After all, she was not married yet, and these dirty words made her feel uncomfortable.
But Rong San insisted on staying, and Lady Rong'an Hou had no choice but to interrogate her in front of her.
Zhao cried and wiped her tears, and recounted what happened on the bed in a concise manner. Perhaps because Rong San was there, or perhaps because of her own face, she did not go into details.
It was probably because Marquis Rong'an was so excited that he lost his breath and fell down.
There was a rustling sound coming from the inner room, and Rong'an Marquis's wife glared at Zhao fiercely, "You vixen are harming the master, just wait for me to deal with you."
After saying this, the Marquis's wife stood up, just as the doctor from the inner room came out.
This is the doctor hired by the Rong'an Marquis's mansion, who has been working in the mansion for about ten years. "Don't worry, Madam. The Marquis is just anxious and angry today, and his blood is agitated.
I prescribed some medicine to regulate qi and relieve depression, harmonize the liver and spleen, and calm the nerves and nourish the heart, and let the Marquis take it first.
During the medication period, you are prohibited from getting angry and try to avoid sexual intercourse."
Rong San did not have the reserve that a girl who was about to get married should have. She stood beside the wife of Rong An Marquis and asked directly, "Did someone drug my father?"
Zhao knelt on the ground, and her fingers, which were already slightly clenched, suddenly clenched.
The doctor shook his head. "No, young lady, you are worrying too much. The Marquis was just angry and has woken up now."
"Is there anything wrong with the incense in the room?" Rong San asked.
The doctor looked at Rong San with a complicated expression, then immediately calmed down, lowered his eyebrows and answered respectfully: "No, the incense is the sandalwood that the Marquis usually uses, which has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind."
Rong San wanted to ask more, but was glared at by the Marquis's wife.
Although the doctor's expression was fleeting, she saw it clearly.
Rong San is a young lady who has not yet married, but she knows so much about these things. No wonder people look at her like that.
Among the younger masters of Rong'an Marquis's Mansion, only Rong San has the best relationship with Rong'an Marquis .
The remaining few, whether they were legitimate sons or illegitimate sons, all had more or less some rifts with Marquis Rong'an, not to mention deep affection.
After something like this happened, it would be considered filial piety for them not to be secretly happy about it. How can we expect them to care and ask these key questions?
After sending the doctor away, the marquis' wife went in with her children.
After causing such an embarrassing incident, how could Marquis Rong'an have the face to see his children at this time? He simply closed his eyes and pretended not to wake up yet.
The sons and daughters-in-law just stood there for a while symbolically and then left.
Rong San and Rong An Hou have the best relationship. She stayed until the end because she wanted to ask some questions.
It was just so strange how this happened.
But from beginning to end, Marquis Rong'an showed no intention of opening his eyes, so Rong San had no choice but to leave with the marquis's wife.
As for Zhao, the marquis's wife temporarily confined her to the yard and waited to see how Rong'an Marquis performed before making a final decision on his crime and punishment.
Rong San did not wait for Rong An Hou to wake up. He was filled with doubts and felt uneasy. Finally, he went straight to Zhao's room with a whip.
She was holding her anger and doubts in her heart, and she beat Zhao all over the head as if she were beating those maids who had made mistakes, but she didn't get any useful information out of her.
The words Zhao used in response to her were basically the same as what she had just said in the study.
However, facing her storm-like whip, Zhao was more detailed.
For example, how she was hastily pushed onto the bed by the Marquis, and every inch of detail after being pushed onto the bed.
When Rong San heard it with anger, he didn't think anything was wrong, but when he returned to his own courtyard, his anger gradually dissipated, and he recalled what Zhao had just said...
Those words were like a spell, forming an image in her mind. No matter how she tried to divert her attention, she could always think of the... details described by Zhao all at once.
Rong San felt that he was simply crazy.
Zhao, who had been whipped by her, huddled on the bed, letting the maid in front of her apply medicine to the whip marks on her body.
"The Third Miss was too harsh. No matter what, Auntie is still her elder. How could she beat her like that? What happened today was not Auntie's fault. Madam didn't say anything. How could she... It's really too much."
Zhao lay there, her face resting on her arms, tears falling from her eyes. The wounds on her body hurt, but her heart hurt even more.
It was so dense and fine that it looked like the food being gnawed by hundreds of insects, making it hard for her to breathe.
When Qingyue was still alive, she had also suffered such a beating from Miss Rong San.
But Qingyue was loyal and never held a grudge . She always said that if the master was unhappy, she could just beat the maids a few times, and the maids had thick skin and could not be hurt.
That silly girl...
When he was stabbed to death by Rong San on the second floor of the rice noodle roll restaurant, he was probably thinking about how to protect his master.
She was a loyal and good maid, always thinking about her master wholeheartedly, but her master was really a piece of shit.
Lying on the bed, Zhao's eyesight was blurred by tears. She clutched the sheets tightly, bit her lips, and murmured silently, "Yue'er, I will help you avenge your hatred. If you are in heaven, please bless me."
