35: Chapter 35 The Princess Consort Wants to Commit Suicide
"The Princess Consort wants to commit suicide?"
Chen Fan's body was being dragged forward by a powerful force, causing him to stumble as he ran.
"Hurry up! What are you standing there for!"
The guard beside him looked anxious, dragging him through the winding corridors and giving him absolutely no time to adapt to this new body.
Lin Shou.
A personal guard of the Xiushan Princes Mansion, a Ninth-grade Martial Artist.
This was his new identity.
Chen Fan felt the meager Internal Energy within his body, along with the faint, lingering pain of death from his previous body in his chest, and felt speechless.
From a prisoner with hopes of Possession of a Seventh-grade officer, to a Ninth-grade cannon fodder guard.
This deal was a complete loss.
Passing through the moon gate, an exquisite pavilion ahead was already in chaos.
The screams and cries of the maidservants could be heard from far away.
"Move! Everyone move!"
The guard pulling Chen Fan roared, pushing aside several maidservants blocking the way, and the two of them rushed into the courtyard.
The courtyard was in shambles.
On the white jade railing, a torn piece of white silk fluttered in the wind.
On the ground lay shattered porcelain vases.
Several elderly matrons were busily holding a woman, one of them pinching the woman's philtrum.
The woman lay limp in their arms; it was the Princess Consort of the Xiushan Princes Mansion, Princess Li Ronger.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and her once beautiful face was now as pale as paper, devoid of any Life Qi.
Standing before them was a middle-aged man wearing a robe with a four-clawed flood dragon.
The Prince of Xiushan, Prince of Xiushan.
He showed no concern whatsoever; on his well-maintained face, there was only rage and undisguised disgust.
It was as if the person lying on the ground was not his wife, but a piece of trash that brought him shame.
"Cough, cough..."
Under the matrons' emergency care, Princess Li Ronger coughed violently and slowly regained consciousness.
She opened her eyes to see the courtyard full of panicked servants and her husband's face, which was filled with loathing.
The face that had just regained a hint of color instantly turned deathly pale again.
"You still want to die?"
Prince of Xiushan spoke, each word sounding like shards of ice squeezed from between his teeth.
"Do you think that if you die, everything will be over? Do you think that if you die, this Prince and the face of the entire Xiushan Princes Mansion can be recovered?"
"You were defiled by those bandits on the mountain and lost your purity; you had the face to return, but not the face to live? And now you want to die in the Xiushan Princes Mansion? Do you want to make this Prince the laughingstock of the entire Imperial Dynasty!"
The vicious words struck Princess Li Ronger's heart one by one.
Her body trembled, tears flooded down, but she could not make a sound.
Despair, complete despair.
She wanted to die, but she didn't even have the right to die.
Prince of Xiushan's anger was still burning; he kicked over a flower stand nearby, causing a loud crash.
"Before this Prince investigates the case of the stolen secret manual, you will keep your life for this Prince!"
His bloodshot eyes scanned the scene and finally landed on Chen Fan and the other guard who had just arrived.
He pointed casually.
"You two, watch her for this Prince!"
"If she dares to seek death again, even if she loses a single hair, this Prince will take your heads!"
After speaking, Prince of Xiushan flicked his sleeves and turned to leave without looking back.
He felt that even one more glance at this woman would dirty his eyes.
In the courtyard, with the departure of the Prince, the oppressive atmosphere eased slightly.
The maidservants hurriedly helped the distraught Princess Consort into the pavilion.
The door was closed.
In the courtyard, only Chen Fan and another guard named Zhang Cheng remained, standing at the door like two guardian statues.
Chen Fan looked at the tightly closed door, his mind in a muddle.
This wasn't right.
Something was off.
If Prince of Xiushan really cared about the Princess Consort, then mobilizing troops to suppress the bandits would be reasonable.
But what was with that look of wishing to tear the Princess Consort into pieces just now?
That disgust was not concealed at all.
His attitude before and after was like two different people.
"Sigh."
Zhang Cheng beside him suddenly let out a long sigh.
Chen Fan glanced at him and, mimicking the tone of a normal guard, asked in a low voice,
"Brother Zhang, why is the Prince... treating the Princess Consort with this attitude?"
Zhang Cheng looked around to confirm no one was nearby, then leaned into Chen Fan's ear and lowered his voice.
"Lin Shou, you haven't been here long, so you don't understand the ins and outs of this."
He pointed to the pavilion and then to the direction where the Prince had left.
"What the Prince cares about has never been the person of the Princess Consort."
Chen Fan remained silent, listening quietly.
"Our Prince has few heirs; for so many years, he has only had one son."
A complex expression appeared on Zhang Cheng's face.
"And that young Prince was born to the Princess Consort."
So that was it...
All his doubts were resolved in an instant.
Prince of Xiushan sent troops to suppress Black Wind Mountain not to rescue his beloved wife.
He did it to protect the mother of his only heir!
For a Princess Consort, losing her chastity is a small matter.
But for the mother of a future Prince to be defiled by mountain bandits, this is a great humiliation that could shake the very Foundation of the entire Xiushan Princes Mansion!
He was angry, not because he was cuckolded.
But because his only son, his future heir, had a mother who was not pure!
This was the root of his rage!
Princess Li Ronger was never his beloved from start to finish.
Perhaps she might have been in the past.
But now she was just a tool for childbirth, a vessel to maintain his Bloodline Legacy.
When this vessel was contaminated, she transformed from a person of merit into a huge stain.
Chen Fan stood there, only feeling that the air in this Xiushan Princes Mansion had become much colder.
This was the logic of the royal family.
Cold, cruel, and without a trace of human warmth.
"So, do you understand now?"
Zhang Cheng patted his shoulder and lowered his voice.
"What we are guarding now is not the Princess Consort. It is the face of the Xiushan Princes Mansion and the future of the young Prince."
Chen Fan turned his head and looked at the tightly closed door.
Inside the door was a woman whose heart was completely dead.
Outside the door were two tools responsible for guarding this scandal.
"Stand straight!"
Zhang Cheng suddenly whispered, poking him with his elbow.
"Cheer up, this is a job that could cost us our heads."
Chen Fan nodded, indicating he understood.
He felt a bit emotional; from a mountain lord to a house slave, the difference was truly immense.
Fortunately, being a house slave of the Xiushan Princes Mansion, the treatment should not be bad.
Having absorbed Lin Shou's memories, he knew from Lin Shou's memories that the treatment at the Xiushan Princes Mansion was indeed not bad, especially for Martial Artists like him, whom the Xiushan Princes Mansion treated with high standards.
There was independent accommodation, and every month they provided some resources needed to Cultivate the Martial Dao.
This point was very important, and it was also the reason why many Martial Artists sought refuge with noble families and became house slaves.
Of course, high-grade Martial Artists were an exception, because the Imperial Dynasty had a ban strictly prohibiting noble families, including Prince and Marquis mansions, from keeping high-grade Martial Artists.
Just like the dignified Xiushan Princes Mansion, the strongest person was only the old chief steward of the mansion, a Fifth-grade Martial Artist.
However, the old chief steward was only responsible for the Prince of Xiushan's safety and would not easily leave the Prince of Xiushan's side.
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