After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums

  Chapter 319 Chapter 319: Dizzy

  Chuntao turned pale with fright, was stunned for a moment, and then ran away suddenly.

   "Where are you going, Chuntao?" the attendant shouted.

   What responded to him was Chuntao's hurried back.

  The entourage sighed and strode after Zheng Kuan.

  In the main courtyard, there was a sound of greetings.

   "See Prince Consort."

  Chu Huining heard that Zheng Kuan was coming in the room, his complexion was overjoyed, and then he restrained his smile, his brows were raised upside down, and he looked like he was inquiring about the crime.

  Seeing this, Chunliu wanted to persuade her, but swallowed the words again.

  The princess and the son-in-law have been married for 20 years. If this meeting can be persuaded, the princess and the son-in-law will not have such deep conflicts.

   In such a dazed moment, Chu Huining opened the door and walked out.

   "Why, is the son-in-law willing to come out of your gentle fragrance?"

  As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a sense of tension.

   Zheng Kuan frowned, his eyes were filled with deep disgust.

  If it weren't for Chu Huining being a royal princess, it was difficult for him to divorce his wife, such a jealous woman would have been divorced by him long ago.

   "I didn't come to quarrel with you. Dali Temple Qing Wang is here, something happened to Wenwu." Zheng Kuan didn't want to quarrel with Chu Huining at this time, so he said.

  Chu Huining wanted to choke back when he heard the first sentence, but when he heard that his son had an accident, his eyes widened suddenly: "What do you mean civil and military accidents? How could something happen to him in the mansion?"

   After saying that, Chuntao came running over panting, shouting as she ran, "Princess, princess, the servant just went to see her, and the young master is not in the house."

   "What?" Chu Huining exclaimed.

   "I heard that Mr. Wang came to you as soon as he said this. Let's go." Zheng Kuan said.

  Chu Huining glanced at Zheng Kuan apprehensively, then strode towards the front yard, his heart clenched tightly, he couldn't even care about his disheveled appearance.

  In the evening, when the Minister of Dali Temple came to talk about a civil and military accident, Chu Huining felt as if his mind had been muddled, and he couldn't think about anything.

  In the front hall, Mr. Wang was fidgeting, thinking about how to speak for a while so as to avoid the anger of the eldest princess.

   While anxious, he heard panicked footsteps outside, and then saw Chu Huining walking in surrounded by everyone.

  Master Wang hurriedly cupped his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty has met the Eldest Princess, and the Princess is blessed."

   "What happened to Wen Wu?" Chu Huining looked at Mr. Wang in shock and asked.

   "Young Master Zheng went missing and fell into the latrine of Ningxiang Building. He had already passed away when the officials and his men arrived..." Mr. Wang said.

   There was a moment of silence in the air, and the next moment, Chu Huining's sharp and piercing cry was heard: "Impossible, you must be talking nonsense, how could my son die, how could..."

   Halfway through the conversation, Chu Huining couldn't catch his breath and passed out.

  The maids were in a hurry to support Chu Huining before she fell down.

   Zheng Kuan was shocked by Mr. Wang's words, his mind went blank with a buzzing sound.

   "Lord Wang, don't talk nonsense."

  His face was extremely ugly, and it took him a while to find his voice.

Lord Wang looked at Chu Huining who had fainted, and then at Zheng Kuan who was stupefied, his scalp was numb, but he didn't dare to say anything: "If you go back to the son-in-law, the officials don't dare to speak nonsense. Ningxiang Building, Marquis Wu An brought people there, son-in-law, look..."

  The eldest princess is dizzy, so she must not be able to go.

   "Take me there." Zheng Kuan calmed down and said

  Even though he doesn't like Chu Huining, his son is his own flesh and blood after all.

  At first, he thought that he had gone too far with civil and martial arts and killed people, so when Mr. Wang said that something happened to him, he subconsciously called Chu Huining. With her around, his son will be fine.

   It is true that someone died, but who would have thought that it was his son who lost his life this time.

  Zheng Kuan only felt that his two feet were stepping on cotton, feeling weak and powerless.

   In the end, he had no choice but to get into the carriage with the help of his attendants, and hurried towards Ningxiang Tower with a few palace people.

  In Ningxiang Building, which used to be bustling, people are panicking at this time, even the door is surrounded by many people, but the whole building is surrounded by government agents, and no one dares to rush inside out of curiosity.

   "See Prince Consort."

   "The son-in-law is auspicious."

   "Meet the son-in-law!"

  As soon as Zheng Kuan arrived, the people he knew hurriedly saluted him, but seeing his gloomy face, they stepped back one by one wisely after the salute.

  Master Wang led him all the way to the backyard.

There were almost no people in the backyard at this time. One reason was that Zheng Wenwu was afraid of Chu Huining’s anger after seeing Zheng Wenwu drowned. Another reason was that it was too smelly. Not a lot, because Wu Zuo was investigating the cause of death, and no one went to change his clothes.

  Zheng Kuan paused before walking towards his son with a pale face.

   It was as if someone had dug out a piece of his heart, and someone threw a ball of fire into it. The anger in his heart almost burned his whole body.

   "How did Wen Wu die?" Zheng Kuan asked Marquis Wu An with a dry voice, suppressing his anger.

  Marquis Wu An arched his hands towards Zheng Kuan, and winked at Wu Zuo.

  Wu Zuo understood, and hurried forward to explain the cause of death.

   "Back to the son-in-law, there is no wound on his body. The cause of death is that the mouth and nose are blocked by filth."

Marquis Wu An immediately said: "The lower officials have already questioned the people here, and the first one they found was the third young master of the Fang family. He screamed in fright, which attracted everyone's attention. The servants in the building pulled him out. At that time, the dirt was all over his face and he couldn't tell who it was. A doctor took his pulse and found that Young Master Zheng had been out of breath for a long time."

   Zheng Kuan clenched his fists tightly, with bulging veins on his forehead.

   "Wen and Wu have been injured in the mansion these days, why are they in Ningxiang Tower?"

  When he left the mansion, no one even noticed it. If no one helped him, how could the injured patient, who couldn't walk with one leg, come so far to Ningxiang Tower.

  Marquis Wu An waved at the Yacha, and saw the Yacha walking over with Zheng Wenwu's servant.

  There were three brocade-clothed masters behind him. Zheng Kuan took a look and knew that these were his son's attendants.

  At this moment, the four of them knelt in front of Zheng Kuan, trembling.

  Zheng Kuan gritted his teeth resentfully, raised his leg and kicked the boy in the heart: "You dog slave, how can you serve your master?"

  If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he wished he could kill this dog right away.

The little servant was kicked down, regardless of the pain in his chest, he immediately got up and knelt down again, and kowtowed: "My son-in-law, spare my life, my son-in-law, spare my life, the young master heard that the gentle girl in Ningxiang Tower looks like a fairy, and treats him very well." It was because of admiration, so he asked Eldest Young Master Zhou and others to help him out of the mansion, and the slave just obeyed orders, begging the son-in-law to spare the slave's life..."

  If the master is dead, he will not end well as a slave. He may be alive, but no one wants to die.

  (end of this chapter)