Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 111

In Princess Gaoyang's residence.

Fang Yiai lay on his back on the bed, trying to use his true energy to dispel the strength of the sweating medicine, but found that it was too late, and in desperation, he could only use his true energy to stabilize his mind, trying to keep himself from falling into a coma.

After Xiangcheng messed up his clothes and hairpin rings, he looked at Fang Yiai, who was ashen-faced, and said with a light smile, "Fang Lang is really in good shape. This pot of Mongolian sweat medicinal wine was bought by my family with a lot of money. That idiot Xiao Rui usually has a glass of wine. After eating it, I fell asleep and couldn't wake up, I didn't expect that Fang Lang could still stay awake after drinking a pot right now."

Knowing that Menghan medicinal wine was used by Xiangcheng to deal with Xiao Rui, Fang Yiai kept complaining, and secretly scolded herself for being stupid and demented. Xiao Rui had clearly said that she would sleep in a separate room with Xiangcheng, but she believed it in such a hurry Xiangcheng nonsense!

Reminiscing that Gao Yang might move back to the Princess Mansion later, Fang Yiai suppressed the sleepiness in her heart, and said softly to Xiangcheng: "Princess, we will talk about the vow in the future. At this moment, the princess should leave quickly. It's not good for you or me to spread this matter!"

"Not good? What's wrong with it." As he spoke, Xiangcheng covered his face with a smile and said, "Is Fang Lang reluctant to wash his son?"

Seeing that Xiangcheng had guessed his thoughts, Fang Yi's heart trembled slightly, and he turned to say Zhou Xuan's words, "Princess, is there an antidote for the Mongolian sweat medicine? Why don't you let me take the antidote, and today I will fulfill my oath"

"Fulfilling the oath? Fang Lang really underestimated the slave family." Xiangcheng walked in front of Fang Yiai, looked at the limp Fang Lang, and said with a raised mouth: "I'm afraid the slave family will give you the antidote on the front foot, and Fang Lang will be on the back foot." Get out of here?"

Looking at Xiangcheng, who is as thoughtful and thoughtful as a monster, Fang Yiai wanted to eat him alive, and pretended to be serious: "Where is the princess talking, I have the handle in the princess's hands right now. How can you be so dishonest?"

"If Fang Lang really keeps his oath, then he will stay on the couch." After speaking, Xiangcheng walked to the corner of the room, changed his body and squatted in the corner, and started to cry.

Seeing that Xiangcheng was determined to separate herself and Gao Yang, Fang Yiai cursed almost angrily, while using her true energy to stabilize her mind, she secretly prayed that Gao Yang would not return to the princess' mansion.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yiai's heart tightened following a burst of laughter like silver bells.

"It's still the habit of living in my own mansion. Where is Brother Jun'er? Mei Xiang, put the salute back in the bedroom. I'll go to the study to see what Brother Jun'er is doing."

As the voice of the voice became clearer, the cry of Xiangcheng squatting in the corner became more and more miserable. If anyone who didn't know saw it, they would definitely think that Fang Yi'ai was belittling her after being drunk.

"Brother Jun'er, what are you doing? Brother Jun'er, Shu'er tonight"

At the moment when the half-covered study door was pushed open, Gao Yang's soft murmur stopped abruptly.

Looking at Xiangcheng who was squatting in the corner and whimpering softly, Gao Yangfang's heart beat wildly, and she hurriedly walked to Xiangcheng and asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Shuer!"

Seeing Gao Yang asking forward, Xiangcheng burst into tears and fell headlong into Gao Yang's arms.

"Shu'er, yesterday the concubine said that He Bangshou came back to the Princess Mansion for a banquet this morning, and asked me to come here alone and said that he was introducing He Bangshou to me."

In the middle of the sentence, Xiangcheng made a painful expression, and sobbed: "But when I came here, I have never seen the top of the list. But I bumped into Fang Yiai who was drinking and drunk!"

As he spoke, Xiangcheng pretended to have a very aggrieved expression, and quickly straightened the clothes she had scratched before, and continued: "The concubine of the house made a slip of the tongue after drinking and said that Shu'er was flirting with Monk Bianji, and asked me to accompany him. He spent the night together to get revenge on Shu'er."

After finishing speaking, Xiangcheng sat slumped on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

After listening to Xiangcheng's tearful description, Gao Yang felt a trace of warmth and anger, and walked quickly to the bed, wanting to question Fang Yi'ai about what happened.

Seeing Gao Yang coming, Fang Yiai knew that jumping into the Yellow River would not wash her away, but because she was ashamed to meet Gao Yang, she had no choice but to close her eyes and pretend to be drunk.

Standing in front of the bed, looking at Fang Yiai, who smelled of alcohol, Gao Yang felt his heart was being stabbed, and he screamed out of resentment, "Fang Jun, I want to divorce you!"

As soon as Gao Yang's words came out, Fang Yi'ai on the bed felt a suffocating breath go straight to her throat. Under the horror, the true energy in her body suddenly dissipated, and then fell into a coma completely under the effect of the sweat medicine.

Seeing Fang Yiai laying motionless on the couch, Gao Yang mistook her for falling asleep after drinking, and after scolding angrily, he turned to help Xiangcheng up.

"Sister, don't cry yet. Go wash your bedroom and change into clean clothes. I'll go back to Fangfu and tell my father-in-law!"

After finishing speaking, Gao Yang reprimanded the servants in the mansion, slowly helped Xiangcheng into the bedroom, and then rushed to the house without stopping.

"brute!"

As a bucket of cold water was poured down, Fang Yiai gradually regained consciousness.

Looking up, he found that he was kneeling in the gazebo in the back garden of the Fangfu. The person standing in front of him and scolding was none other than his father Fang Xuanling.

Seeing Fang Yiai wake up, Fang Xuanling who was holding the cane was trembling with anger, and reprimanded: "Bastard, how dare you do such a ridiculous thing, how many heads do you have to chop off?"

Seeing that Fang Xuanling had heard it at this time, Fang Yiai gave a wry smile secretly, and muttered, "Xiangcheng, you are so scheming and impatient. You have such a vicious heart!"

Hearing that Fang Yiai cursed Xiangcheng, Fang Xuanling, who didn't know the real reason, was furious. The cane in his hand hit Fang Yiai's back heavily, "You still blame other people!"

When the cane fell, Fang Yiai's back suddenly became numb and sore, and Fang Xuanling's furious blow hit Fang Yiai's damaged meridians by chance!
After feeling the pain in the back of her heart, Fang Yiai gritted her teeth and remained silent, all she could think about was Gao Yang's innocent and beautiful image.

Due to family ugliness, there were only three members of Fang Xuanling, Lu Shi, and Fang Yiai's family in the back garden. Seeing his son being beaten so violently, how could Lu Shi, who is naturally protective of his weaknesses, stand on the sidelines.

Holding Fang Yi's love behind him, Lu pointed at Fang Xuanling and said tearfully, "You want to beat Ai'er to death! He is your own flesh and blood!"

"My own flesh and blood? There is no such unfilial son in my Fang family!" As he spoke, Fang Xuanling, who was always afraid of guilt, stretched out his hand to push Mrs. Lu away, and slapped Fang Yiai's back again with the cane in his hand.

"You're used to this! If I don't beat him to death today, why don't I send someone to lock him up on the pilgrimage tomorrow morning?!"

Thinking that Fang Yiai's head might be lost, Fang Xuanling made up his mind to whip his parents and children. Every time he whipped Fang Xuanling, he tried his best, but his face showed a look of unbearable.

After repeated beatings, the originally flexible cane was shortened in response. Looking at Fang Yiai's blood-drenched back, Fang Xuanling threw the cane aside and scolded sharply: "Tonight, you will kneel for me in the garden all night. , sober sober!"

Seeing that Fang Yiai's back was bloody and bloody from the beating, Lu burst into tears. As a mother, she wished she could bear the pain for her son, "Ai'er, Ai'er!"

"Why are you crying! Go and see Princess Gaoyang, in case she returns to the palace in a fit of anger. Your son probably won't live long!"

After leaving the words to Mrs. Lu, Fang Xuanling quickly walked out of the back garden.

After walking into the corridor leading to the front yard, Fang Xuanling, who was still looking fierce before, suddenly stopped, and then supported the green brick courtyard wall with both hands, two lines of hot tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

"I hope the injury on Ai'er's body can calm down the anger of the Holy One. Tomorrow's life or death depends entirely on his blessing!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Xuanling stood there panting for a long time, and waited until Mrs. Lu came, and then helped him back to the front yard.

In Fang Yiai's bedroom, Gao Yang's bright eyes were red with tears, looking at the rattle in his hand that was broken into two pieces by Fang Yiai before, and murmured suspiciously: "Brother Jun'er was rubbing against me last night, why did he do such a thing today?" Things that are not as good as animals?"

"Could it be that what Sister Xiangcheng said is true? Brother Jun'er is just greedy for my appearance and has no affection for me?"

Recalling the unbearable scene of Fang Yiai lying drunk in the middle of the study, Gao Yang burst into tears instantly, raised his palm and wanted to throw the rattle on the ground, but repeated several times in succession, but in the end he still held the rattle in his arms reluctantly , Then sat on the bed and cried bitterly.

Lu received Fang Xuanling's signal, and was about to go into the bedroom to comfort Gao Yang, when he suddenly heard Gao Yang's crying from the room, for a while, this mother-in-law didn't know how to face her princess daughter-in-law .

After standing in front of the door and pondering for a while, Lu Shi knocked on the door lightly and said, "Princess, have you rested yet?"

Seeing Lu Shi's inquiry coming from outside the door, Gao Yang wiped away his tears and put the rattle under the pillow.

At this time, Gao Yang was full of thoughts, he didn't want to talk to Lu Shi, so he could only prevaricate by saying: "Shu'er has already laid down, is mother-in-law okay?"

In the middle of the sentence, thinking of Fang Yiai who was carried back to the backyard by Fang Xuanling from the princess mansion, Gao Yang trembled in relief, and said with some concern: "Mother-in-law, how is Juner Fang Jun?"

Hearing Gao Yang asking about Fang Yi'ai's current situation, and thinking of the bloody son who was beaten by Fang Xuanling, Lu couldn't help crying for a while, "Ai'er. Ai'er was punished by the master to kneel on the flower bed In the pavilion, his back was almost smashed by the old man with a cane!"

After describing the tragedy of Fang Yiai to Gao Yang, Mrs. Lu cried with snot and tears. She wanted to come in to comfort her, but she was afraid that crying at this time would be rude, so she could only softly say, "Princess Rest early, and I will visit the princess again tomorrow."

After speaking, Mrs. Lu hid her face in pain and left, leaving Gao Yang sitting in the house looking at the direction of the back garden in a daze.

Although Gao Yang resented Fang Yiai very much, but after learning about Fang Yiai's tragic situation, most of the resentment in her heart disappeared immediately, she got up and murmured: "Brother Jun'er's spine was almost smashed by the father-in-law with a cane."

Recalling the scene when he was joking with Fang Yi'ai last night, Gao Yang's eyes couldn't help becoming hazy, then he picked up the padded clothes on the couch, opened the door and walked quickly towards the back garden.

(End of this chapter)