"What kind of fuss are you making!"

Lu Lianzhi, who was originally going to have dinner, heard the news from her servants. When she came over after hearing the news, she almost fainted from anger when she saw this scene. She quickly stepped forward and pulled Brother Dong to her side.

"I don't care, I don't care, I don't like them, I just want to beat them to death!"

Brother Dong had been holding back his anger for a long time. Seeing that he finally had a place to vent his anger, he was unwilling to stop. He waved the whip in his hand even harder, hitting the servants one after another.

The entire county palace was filled with wailing and begging for mercy. For a moment, people mistakenly thought that they were entering a place where prisoners were tortured by the Ministry of Justice.

Forget it before, now even Lu Lianzhi knows that Brother Dong is no longer popular in the county prince's palace, and even Mrs. Lu has lost her past love for him.

If it weren't for the fact that Brother Dong is his biological child, I'm afraid brother Shang Xuan wouldn't love Brother Dong more.

How is it like Brother An at that time? Even though he is not the blood of Brother Shang Xuan, because of his intelligence and understanding, Brother Shang Xuan lamented more than once how great it would be if he were his own child.

Every time he heard this kind of words, Lu Lianzhi would have the urge to destroy An Geer and Dou Lianyi even more.

Now An Ge'er has disappeared as she wished, but she still leaves behind an increasingly difficult Dou Lianyi.

When she thought of this, Lu Lianzhi grabbed Brother Dong's hand harder, snatched the whip away with her other hand, frowned and scolded: "What are you doing? Aren't you afraid that your father will come back to your home?" Have you ever seen you acting like this again?"

"It won't work this way, that won't work either. What's the point of me being the young master of this county prince's palace? Those things you said before are all to deceive me. I have to study and practice martial arts every day, and I don't have any freedom. It's better than Fu Qing, a picked-up orphan!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You don't want to talk nonsense like this!"

Lu Lianzhi was so shocked that she quickly reached out to cover Brother Dong's mouth and ordered the servants to retreat.

When there was no one around, she said anxiously: "You don't know how many people want to be this young master but they can't help it. It's inappropriate for you to say it. What a stupid thing you are saying!"

Brother Dong saw that there was no whip in his hand for venting, and he was still hearing Lu Lianzhi's thoughts in his ears. He became even more irritated. However, when he turned his head, he saw Fu Qingzheng standing in the distance. At the corridor, it seemed that he was going back to his own yard.

For some reason, Fu Qing seemed to feel Brother Dong's gaze. He turned slightly sideways and raised the corners of his mouth condescendingly towards Brother Dong.

"It's all this damn Fu Qing's fault! How dare you make fun of me!"

He became even more angry and immediately ordered his servants to get the Luoyue Bow that he had just bought today.

"Little Master."

The person who came to deliver the bow and arrows was Li Ke. He handed the arrows to Brother Dong respectfully, and smiled meaningfully at Lu Lianzhi when no one was paying attention.

Seeing this, Lu Lianzhi cleared her throat unnaturally and used her eyes to signal him not to attract attention.

Brother Dong, who only wanted to vent his anger, did not notice this. He took the arrow from Li Ke's hand, suddenly pulled the string of the Luoyue Bow, and narrowed his eyes to aim at Fu Qing in the distance.

"I must make you pay for what you did today. Go to hell!" Brother Dong fiercely loosened the bowstring, tightening it so hard that the arrow on the bowstring was aimed at Fu Qingshe. Get out!

"and many more!"

It wasn't until the arrow flew out with a strong wind that Lu Lianzhi suddenly reacted and screamed: "No, something will happen!"

However, the cold arrow had already flown towards Fu Qing, and was about to pierce into Fu Qing's body, causing him to splatter blood on the spot.

Seeing this, Brother Dong turned around with a confident look on his face, tugged at Lu Lianzhi, and said nonchalantly: "It's just to scare him, those are just arrows used for daily practice. The arrows are all blunt, so what are you afraid of?"

Before Lu Lianzhi could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Li Ke's voice rang urgently again.

"Ah? That's terrible! So the young master wanted to use the arrows for practice? What he just brought was a new batch of arrows from the house. I'm afraid..."

As soon as Li Ke finished speaking, Lu Lianzhi's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking something was wrong, and subconsciously turned her head to look over.

However, the winter night came early, and even though lights were hung on both sides of the corridor, it was still not very clear. Fu Qing's figure could only be faintly seen standing there.

Fortunately, he was standing. If he had fallen, something would have happened.

Dong Geer's eyes widened in shock and anger. Not only did he not care about whether something happened to Fu Qing, but what he blurted out was to shirk responsibility: "You bitch slave, did you harm me on purpose? What if it was that little orphan?" If something happens, it’s your fault, it’s none of my business!”

"Here, let's go see how Young Master Fu Qing is doing now!"

Seeing Li Ke's bent figure running away, Dong Geer turned his head and glanced at his biological mother. He suddenly turned cold and said: "When did this bitch slave follow you, mother?"

"Why do you ask so suddenly?" Lu Lianzhi's heart skipped a beat. After all, she had an affair with a servant, so she felt a little uncomfortable facing her own son's questioning. "Li Ke is the child of a relative in the same village as my mother. It’s not like I just wanted to take care of you, so I called him to serve me.”

"I can't see his eyes moving away from you, mother. I don't like it very much. If something happens to that little orphan, just blame it on that servant. Anyway, it's just a cheap life. It's gone. It’s gone.”

Brother Dong's casual words made Lu Lianzhi's back suddenly soaked with cold sweat.

In the past, she didn't care about Brother Dong's indifference to the lives of his servants, but now the sickle was about to fall on Li Ke's head, which made Lu Lianzhi couldn't help but persuade him.

"Nothing should happen. Besides, he is very good at serving my mother. It would be hard for someone else to serve her."

Lu Lianzhi subconsciously tried to dissuade him, but she saw Dong Geer's face became even more gloomy.

"Mother, do you think I'm just a child and don't understand anything? Is it possible that he, a servant, can serve people better than a personal maid? I'm afraid, mother, you have something else in mind for him."

Brother Dong's words hit Lu Lianzhi's heart like thunder, leaving her at a loss as to what to say.

After hemming and hawing for a long time, Lu Lianzhi managed to calm down and said: "That's enough! Who taught you to talk to your mother like this? Are you questioning your mother?"


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