From ninja to daimyo

Chapter 237 Blood and Enmity
"My lord. I'm married to me."

Lei Yuan Xinghao grabbed the opponent's wrist nonchalantly, leaned forward and took a strong sniff on his neck.

"What does it matter! Is there anything I can't do in this city of birds? I told you to wait for me in the bedroom during the day. Why didn't you do it! Do you want me to find you again!?"

The maid was terrified: "I dare not come"

Lei Yuan Xinghao smiled and said: "I don't care if you are married or not, I want you, it's as simple as that, I'm a big name."

"My lord, let me go"

"It's like this. I like to see you like this haha"

Lei Yuan Xinghao impatiently stepped forward to ask for it. He wanted to release all the restraint he received in the conference hall during the day.

However, the maid's resistance was stronger than he had imagined. The other party was not the kind of dancer who could be manipulated by others. He didn't even understand why a mere maid resisted him so much.

Soon he found that with his own strength, he couldn't control the maid.

This made him even angrier, and his hands changed from demanding to beating.

"How dare you resist! I am a daimyo!!! I am a daimyo!!!"

The maid covered her face and tried to get up.

Lei Yuan Xinghao picked up the inkstone on the side and slammed it hard on the maid's forehead. The maid cried out in pain and lost her voice.

Lei Yuan Xinghao panted heavily, and threw away the inkstone in his hand. After the excitement subsided, he trembled all over.

Touching the slippery face, it was the maid's blood.

He looked at the maid who had lost her voice in front of him, and suddenly felt a little scared. Although he had just ascended the throne, although a mere maid died, it should be fine, but if Gu Ya Shunyuan found out, he might be scolded again.

Thinking of what happened in the meeting hall today, and thinking of his all-out efforts in the Daming Mansion, Lei Yuan Xinghao was both angry and fearful.

Furuya Shunyuan's control over him now, as well as his sense of oppression, even surpassed before he took the throne daimyo.

However, one of the truths in this world is what to be afraid of and what to come.

The bedroom that was supposed to belong to the daimyo's complete privacy was pushed away from the outside, and Furuya walked in hurriedly.

Furuya Shunyuan said harshly: "What are you doing!"

During the several months when Daimyo was in a coma, Asuka City had already been infiltrated by him at all times. When he received the news, he rushed over immediately, but in the end, he still didn't have time to stop Lei Yuan Xinghao from being stupid.

He looked at the motionless maid on the bed, a burst of anger surged, he rushed up in two or three steps, and slapped Lei Yuan Xinghao on the face. "Snapped!"

"Do you know who this maid's husband is? Her husband is Takero Osawa's youngest son!"

Lei Yuan Xinghao was stunned by a slap and froze on the spot.

Furuya Shunyuan yelled angrily: "Do you know that the thing you forcibly brought up will spread throughout the capital tomorrow? How would others think of you if the daimyo did such absurd things right after he ascended the throne! Especially Goro Osawa All the warriors in the city have always supported the old man, you"

Lei Yuan Xinghao reacted, and shouted sternly: "How do I know whose wife she is! She didn't say it!"

Furuya Shunyuan pointed at his nose and said: "I don't know if you can just pull people up from the waiter's dormitory to seek pleasure! You think that Bird City is a prostitute outside!? How did I give birth to such a thing as you! !"

How did I give birth to something like you! !

This sentence was said by the first daimyo more than ten years ago.

At that time, Lei Yuan Xinghao had become a street mouse that everyone shouted and beaten in the aristocratic circle of the capital. His family wealth was gone but he was reluctant to spend a lot of money, so he wanted to get his wife's wealth through marriage to squander it. He looked at him like a bedbug, so one day after being drunk, he did the absurd thing of asking the ancestor Daimyo for his sister. At that time, the ancestor Daimyo also slapped him and pointed to his nose and said so.

At this moment, the image of the former daimyo unexpectedly coincided with the Furuya Shunyuan in front of him.

Suddenly, the disheveled maid lying on the bed opened her eyes suddenly. She just passed out, but her consciousness was still in the state of the scuffle with Xinghao Lei Yuan at this time. When she opened her eyes, she went crazy and ran out of the house.

Lei Yuan Xinghao and Furuya Shunyuan immediately went to stop her, only to find that the woman was almost completely insane, her strength was astonishing, Lei Yuan Xinghao, who was physically weak, and Furuya Shunyuan, who was over 60 years old, could not suppress it together .

The two tried their best to pull the woman away from the door of the bedroom, but no matter how Furuya Shunyuan tried to comfort her, the woman seemed to have lost her mind as if she hadn't heard it. The three of them wrestled and gradually came to the terrace.

This is the place where the daimyo usually looks at the capital, and it is also one of the highest points of Asuka City.

Suddenly, during the scuffle, the struggling maid stepped on the ground and half of her body fell out of the fence. Even the two who were holding her almost fell out. The two were afraid of being pulled down together, so they quickly let go.

Just like this, watching the mad maid in despair fall from the highest point of Asuka City.

When the sound of a rag bag hitting the ground came up, the two gasped heavily and said nothing.

Lei Yuan Xinghao said in a daze: "This is none of my business."

However, what he got in exchange was another slap from Furuya Shunyuan.

"Trash! Garbage! Not enough success! More than failure!"

Furuya Shunyuan looked down, and could vaguely see a black shadow lying motionless on the ground, and soon people around noticed the abnormality and surrounded him.

He didn't even dare to think about how things would end tonight.

At the moment when Yunyin is completely out of the influence of the Daming Mansion, the samurai is the most important and only force in the hands of the Daming Mansion, and Wu Ze Dalang is the leader of the samurai and one of his supporters.

After this incident is exposed, how will Takezawa Tairo react? What will other people who support him think?
The circle of waiters in Flying Bird City spread the news so quickly that no one could stop it.
Furuya Shunyuan thought of:

"For the current plan, I can only go to Wu Ze Dalang overnight to make amends. After all, I am only a daughter-in-law, not a son. Maybe I have to pay enough. He can press this matter."

No matter how he thought about it, it still gave him a headache, and he thought angrily again, how could he give birth to such a thing.

Behind him, Lei Yuan Xinghao felt the pain of being slapped again on the face, and his anger had reached the extreme.

He looked at Furuya Shunyuan, stretched half of his body to look down, and exposed his back to himself.

He didn't treat himself as a daimyo at all, humiliating himself casually!
He seized all the rights, and made himself a big name!He can't control his retainers, not even the maids!

As long as there is him one day, he will not be able to become a real daimyo, and everyone will only listen to him!

Just kill him!No one will ever know that he is not the blood of Lei Yuan's family!
He didn't even have any defenses, so contemptuous of himself! !
This is the daimyo's bedroom, there are only three of us, no one knows the truth, no one will know the truth
The stern look slowly climbed up his face, the humiliation brought by the two slaps, the long-accumulated resentment Lei Yuan Xinghao suddenly hugged Furuya Shunyuan's leg from behind, and threw his face away.

"Xinghao! What are you doing!"

Furuya Shunyuan struggled in panic, just like the desperate maid a few minutes ago.

"Xinghao! Xinghao! Ah!!!"

Lei Yuan Xinghao showed a ferocious smile, with the maid's blood still remaining on his face, he looked down.

Furuya Shunyuan has also turned into a tattered cloth bag, and the blood is gradually flowing, connecting with the blood of the maid beside him.

It was the same color, nothing special.

Lei Yuan Xinghao licked his lips, and rolled the sticky stuff into his mouth. The mouth was filled with the smell of blood, but his smile became wider and wider.

"I am the daimyo!"

(End of this chapter)