On the day of reconciliation, the reborn prostitute turned around and married the tyrant

Chapter 85 Why is there

In the courtyard, there were quite a few maids and servants standing, and Father Zhou, who was the master of the Hou Mansion, sat at the head.

As the night passed, his face did not look much better.

When he thought of how ugly he was seen by so many people yesterday, his face became ugly.

He looked viciously at Bai Mianmian, who was kneeling on the ground and crying with pear blossoms, without any compassion in his heart.

It was this woman who ruined the future of him and the Hou Mansion.

Thinking that he would never touch a woman again, Zhou's father wanted to skin Bai Mianmian and get cramps.

"Come here, hit me, hit me hard."

As soon as he finished speaking, two boys lifted Bai Mianmian onto the stool.

"Today, I want everyone to see what it's like to bewitch the master."

Father Zhou said coldly.

"Master Hou, please spare my life, I don't have it."

Bai Mianmian was crying out of breath, obviously she was fine there yesterday, but it was Zhou's father who rushed towards her and did that inappropriate thing to her, but now he said that she was the one who seduced her.

Father Zhou didn't listen to this at all, he didn't have any memory of what happened yesterday, he only knew that he was drunk at the time, and then Bai Mianmian appeared.

At that time, he couldn't control himself as if he had lost his mind.

He had someone check his food yesterday but found nothing wrong with it, so the problem could only be Bai Mianmian.

He didn't care how the other party did it, but this tone must be spoken.

Seeing that the boys hadn't moved, he shouted:
"What are you still doing in a daze? Still not making a move?"

As soon as his words fell, the two servants were about to make a move with sticks. At this moment, Zhou Shiyuan rushed to stop him:

"and many more."

Zhou's father was already angry because Zhou Shiyuan brought Bai Mianmian back. In his opinion, if he hadn't brought Bai Mianmian back, these disasters would not have happened. Now he dared to stop him, and his face became even more ugly immediately.

"What? You want to intercede for her?"

As soon as Zhou's father finished speaking, Bai Mianmian cried and looked at Zhou Shiyuan, asking for help silently, she knew that Zhou Shiyuan was the only one who could save her today.

She was wronged, and my husband will definitely believe her.

Bai Mianmian was full of hope, but when her eyes met, she only saw the coldness and disgust in Zhou Shiyuan's eyes.

Bai Mianmian's heart sank instantly.

At this time, Zhou Shiyuan had already retracted his gaze and said:

"Father, my son does not want to plead for her, but what happened yesterday was indeed strange, and we should find out."

"This woman is the key to the matter. If she dies, the matter will be settled. How can the father's grievances be washed away?"

Yesterday, Zhou Shiyuan didn't sleep all night. He knew that what he did yesterday would spread, and the Yongning Hou Mansion would never return to its former grand favor.

The only way is to prove that the father was wronged, and someone was framed for this matter.

He didn't need to think about it to know that this matter had something to do with Yuan Zhao, and what he was thinking about now was how to involve Yuan Zhao.

Thinking of this, he said:

"Father, all the servants who served yesterday will be interrogated strictly. I don't believe that we can't find out anything."

Yuan Zhao heard this sentence as soon as she walked into the yard. She nodded in agreement and said:

"The prince said it well."

"Then let's try, and please start with the people around the father-in-law."

"Father drank wine yesterday, who served him?"

Hearing this, the two servants beside Zhou's father knelt down quickly.

"Yes, a slave."

Yuan Zhao glanced at the two, and slowly said:

"Why don't you send father-in-law back to his room to rest?"

"The Marquis fainted so much in the middle of the journey that he said he wanted to rest in the pavilion."

The two servants said hastily.

Yuan Zhao nodded when he heard the words, then turned his head to look at Bai Mianmian who was pressed on the bench:
"What about you? Yesterday, why were you there?"

(End of this chapter)