The journey of giving birth to a son

Chapter 49 Don’t be afraid, I’m coming

Wei Ling only wore a middle coat and walked in casually holding a sandalwood box.

Wei Ling opened the box. Inside were various utensils, which shone horribly under the candlelight. "Jiang Shiyi, I still remember that you hit me with a stick. Today, I want you to give it back exactly as it was!"

Jiang Shiyi had a piece of cloth stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't speak "Ooooooo".

Wei Ling laughed, "Don't be afraid! If you beg me, I might still show mercy!"

Wei Ling's hand reached out to her face, but Jiang Shiyi dodged it.

"You said you are just a little maid, why can't I forget you? But you look more interesting than before!"

Wei Ling took a sharp knife and drew it across her exquisite curves from top to bottom... when it reached her waist, he pulled away the belt.

Jiang Shiyi struggled hard, but couldn't move an inch.

Wei Ling smelled the cloth in her mouth.

"Despicable, shameless, dirty, bastard, beast..." Jiang Shiyi scolded her with all the curse words, and she would rather die.

Wei Ling stretched out her hand and slapped her across the face several times. Her eyes were filled with stars, her ears were buzzing, and she felt like she was soaked in a vinegar vat.

Jiang Shiyi said, "Bah," spitting out a mouthful of blood, "Kill me if you can!"

Wei Ling didn't care at all, "What a pity you are dead! When I've had enough fun with you, I'll send you to the military camp."

Wei Ling untied Jiang Shiyi's hands. Jiang Shiyi became calmer as he got closer to danger and kicked Wei Ling in the lower body.

Wei Ling's body shrank like a shrimp, and his whole face was distorted.

Wei Ling rushed up and tore off her clothes, "You bitch, don't you even see who I am?"

Jiang Shiyi was not the kind of weak woman who couldn't take care of herself. She often cooked vegetables and still had some strength in her hands. She pushed him away, raised a vase, and pointed it at his head. Wei Ling tilted his head. The vase hit the wall.

Wei Ling was completely irritated. He threw Jiang Shiyi to the ground and kicked her hard. Jiang Shiyi hugged her head. Wei Ling ran over and pinched her neck, "You bitch, I can’t spare you today!”

Jiang Shiyi's hand was still moving at first, but then dropped, and Wei Ling pinched her neck until she passed out!
Wei Ling breathed a sigh of relief and began to untie her clothes. When he heard the noise of fighting outside, the sound of swords "ping ping ping ping ping" came over, and Wei Ling frowned.

His personal servant ran in, "Your Majesty, Lu Zhan... Lu Zhan has called in!"

Wei Ling kicked the boy in the chest, "Are all the guards outside vegetarian?"

The boy got up from the ground and covered his chest, "Your Majesty, Lu Zhan has come in, and the guard at the door can't stand it anymore..."

Wei Ling turned around and glanced at Jiang Shiyi unwillingly, then rushed out with a big knife, "Lu Zhan, how dare you break into my Duke Wei's mansion?"

Several guards were knocked to the ground, covering their wounds and moaning.

"You trash!"

Lu Zhan pointed at Wei Ling and said, "Hand him over to me!"

"Hand it over?" Wei Ling smiled, "How dare you come here and ask for someone? First ask me if I agree with this sword?"

"I say it one last time, let me go." Lu Zhan raised the long-handled sword in his hand, the cold light shining on the blade reflected his sharp and determined features.

Wei Ling raised the knife, "If you want to take someone away from my room, then you have to see what you are capable of!"

Lu Zhan jumped up with a big sword and slashed at Wei Ling. The force of Lu Zhan's sword was so strong that Wei Ling's jaw went numb. Wei Ling took a few steps back and staggered to a stop when he reached the edge of the steps.

When it comes to martial arts, Wei Ling is older than Lu Zhan and has been practicing martial arts since childhood, so he is much more skilled than Lu Zhan. However, after a few moves, Wei Ling discovered that Lu Zhan had made great progress after practicing diligently in the past six months. Wei Ling had neglected to practice this year and indulged in female sex. His body was hollowed out. When he attacked, Wei Ling couldn't stop it. Lu Zhan waved the big knife in his hand, and Wei Ling's hand was empty. The clenched sword flew out and inserted into the pillar next to it.

Before Wei Ling could stand still, Lu Zhan grabbed Wei Ling's collar and punched him. Blood came out of Wei Ling's mouth.

Wei Ling sat up from the ground and wiped his face, "Lu Zhan, are you cruel enough? I've had enough of that chick, hahaha..."

Lu Zhan kicked Wei Ling away, picked up the knife and threw it at Wei Ling.

"Ah!" A shrill cry echoed through the night sky. Wei Ling's leg was broken, and he howled loudly, "My leg..."

The people around were petrified by the chilling atmosphere and looked at each other without daring to step forward.

Wei Ling lay on the ground like a dog, dragging a trail of blood on the ground... Lu Zhan ran over, grabbed him, rode on him, raised his fist, and hit Wei Ling hard on the face. One punch, another punch...

"Lu Zhan, please stop beating me! You are going to beat my son to death! Please let me go!"

Wei Ling's servant kowtowed like a fool. His life was over when the prince died. The servant tried to push Lu Zhan away, but Lu Zhan knocked him over with a punch.

Wei Ling spit out a mouthful of blood and took a breath, "Lu Zhan... Lu Zhan... you are going to beat me to death! My father will not let you go!"

Lu Zhan's fist stopped in the air, trembling slightly. Wei Guogong gave birth to five daughters before he had only one son, Wei Ling. If Wei Ling was killed by him, there would be no way to end it.

Lu Zhan stopped and ran into the room. Jiang Shiyi wrapped his body in tattered clothes, his hair was disheveled, and he sat at the foot of the bed with tears on his face, his expression dull.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Lu Zhan squatted on the ground and took off his cloak. Jiang Shiyi stepped back.

"It's me, I'm Lu Zhan!"

"Lu Zhan!" Jiang Shiyi finally reacted, his body trembling slightly.

"Lu Zhan?"

"Well..." Lu Zhan wiped the blood on his face.

Jiang Shiyi hugged his neck and cried loudly.

Lu Zhan wrapped her tightly in his cloak, "I'll take you home!"

Lu Zhan hugged Jiang Shiyi and walked out of the room. There were many people around the yard, the lights were bright, and Wei Ling's wife was crying with her arms around Wei Ling.

Wei Dongyang felt extremely distressed when he saw his son being beaten like this, "Lu Zhan, let me see how you went out today. You broke one of my son's legs, and I will break both of your legs to compensate!"

Wei Dongyang winked, and the guards gathered around him.

Lu Zhan whistled, and a horse ran up. Everyone gave way. Lu Zhan hugged Jiang Shiyi and got on the horse. He held the long-handled sword in his hand and faced Duke Wei.

"Shi Yi, hold me tight, let's fight out together."

"You go, leave me alone."

"I can't ignore you. Be obedient and hold me. I will hand you over to your parents."

Jiang Shiyi stretched out her hand, hugged Lu Zhan tightly, and pressed her face against his chest. The boy's body was strong, and she could hear his strong heartbeat.

Wei Dongyang waved his hand, "Fuck me!"

(End of this chapter)