The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

So… they were framed! Who could be so reckless to frame him!

Song Tianwen’s eyes flashed with a sharp cold beam, he shouted in his top voice, “Help, help…”

“My lord, stop yelling. The doorkeepers and servants were too tired. I’ve already let them rest. No one will come even if you break your throat!” Murong Rou smiled, walking gracefully towards the pavilion. Every step of her sounded like Death was coming!

Murong Xue grinned, like she thought, Murong Rou was by no means a person who was so easy to accept her fate. She came to her ex-husband’s love nest with his mistress, not just to ask for her dowries back, but for another purpose…

With her corners of the mouth curved with a beautiful radian, Murong Xue leaned her slender body within the shadows, continued to see the drama, the next moments should be more wonderful…

Song Tianwen gave Murong Rou dagger eyes, “It was you!”

“Yes, I am the one who framed you!” Murong Rou walked slowly into the pavilion and looked at Song Tianwen from a high position. Her eyes gleamed with maliciousness and cold light, making Song Tianwen’s eyelids tremble violently. He held a bad feeling in his heart and snapped, “Murong Rou, what do you want?”

“I am just a weak woman. What can I do? An eye for an eye, a teeth for a teeth.” Murong Rou said slowly. Although her voice was very low, he could feel her teeth gnashing while saying every word.

Song Tianwen’s face darkened instantly and glared at her harshly, “We have been husband and wife for many years, and I respect you. When you committed a scandal, I helped you hide it. For a long time, I could not say I treated you badly, but you repay kindness with enmity…”

“Ha? You had a mistress behind my back. Was this your kindness? You gave birth to a bastard behind my back. Was this your kindness? If these are what you called kindness, I will repay kindness with revenge…” Murong Rou interrupted him boldly, slapped him right in the face.

With rounds of clear and crisp sound, Song Tianwen’s face was beaten to switch sides, showing five fingerprints emerged on his handsome face, which was swollen. His mouth was full of the taste of rust, a wisp of blood following down from its corners…

Seeing him beaten, Jing’er felt very distressed. She blurted out, “my husband!” The crisp voice was filled with unspeakable sadness and worry.

Murong Rou suddenly stopped her movements and turned to look at Jing’er, “What? Worried about your lover, you two are really deep in love…”

Jing’er stared at Murong Rou bitterly with her angry eyes which were about to burst into flames. She snapped, “Murong Rou, how can you do this to him? He was also your husband. Over the years, he had really treated you well…”

“Shut up, that’s what I hate to hear most. What nonsense! He is obviously deceiving me, and you owe me too!” Murong Rou interrupted her words, pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and scratched toward Jing ‘er’s cheek mercilessly…

“Ah!” Jing’er’s piercing scream passed through the clouds, resounding through the sky!

Murong Rou turned a deaf ear to this, her dagger in the hand forcibly scratched her white and soft face again and again, red blood spattering in mid-air. Ferocious look emerged from her face: You dared to seduce Song Tianwen and be his mistress, what a shameless woman! Why would a shameless woman like you need a face? Let me help you destroy it and make you a real shameless bitch…

Looking at Jing’er’s badly mutilated little face, Murong Xue’s eyelids jumped: This woman was so vicious, she hated Jing’er so much that she could not wait to break her to pieces…

“Ah… Ah… Ah…” As the sharp pain came from the face, Jing’er grieved to the extent of wishing to die, her shrieks weakened as she was going to fall into a coma. Her cheeks covered with scars, bloodied, and horrible…

Murong Rou was satisfied and stopped. Her eyes flashed a harsh look. With such an ugly appearance, the bitch could no longer seduce Song Tian wen. Ha, ha, ha!

“Mom!” A tender voice of a little kid suddenly sounded.

Murong Rou looked toward and saw Bai lying on the ground, looking at Jing’er and crying loudly. His dark eye pupils overflowed with bean big tears, which looked very pitifully!

Perhaps aware that Murong Rou was looking at him, Bai turned his head and glared at her ferociously, screaming angrily, “You bad, you bullied my mom, bad…”

This was the bastard of Song Tianwen and Jing’er. Well, the boy was as nasty as the two. And his appearance had the characteristics of his parents. Among the three of their family, she hated him most. Seeing him, she could think of Song Tianwen’s concealment and deception. His life was the greatest humiliation to her.

Murong Rou’s gazes suddenly became scary. She reached out and grabbed Bai’s hair, violently hitting his head against the hard ground, “Bang Bang Bang!” The dull sound made people’s hair stand on end. His small forehead was instantly red…

“Murong Rou, don’t hurthim.” Song Tianwen snapped angrily, his eyes burning with rage.

“Too late!” Murong Rou said mercilessly, clutched the hair of Bai, frantically hitting his head into the ground, his blood dyed the hard ground blackish red beneath him…

“Bai… Bai…” Jing’er screamed, her eyes flashing with deep pain and despair.

Murong Rou’s eyes revealed traces of craziness, holding the head of Bai, hitting it more hardly. This bastard was the darling of Song Tianwen and Jing’er. If she killed him, Song Tianwen and Jing’err must be overwhelmed by sadness. But the more painful and desperate they were, the happier she would feel!

“Murong Rou, I’ll kill you!” With a shriek, Jing’er sat up, threw herself toward Murong Rou with the strength she had not known she possessed!

Kill Murong Rou? Over-ambitious!

Murong Rou bent up her mouth with a sneer, grabbed the little boy in her hand and ruthlessly smashed him at Jing’er.

Jing’er was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Before she could take a look at her blood-relationship son, she saw a flash of cold light. Murong Rou’s dagger was stabbed on her wrist and pierced it back and forth. “Ah!” Jing’er’s shrill screams resounded through the pavilion, shaking people’s nerves!

Murong Rou just ignored it. She looked at Jing’er from a high position, sarcasm filled between her eyebrows. “Aren’t you quite capable? Why didn’t you kill me? Just come and kill me!”

Murong Rou said, while frantically waving the dagger, relentlessly pierced Jing’er’s wrist and ankle, leaving four deep blood holes on them, deep red blood like a burst of flood, flowing out along her wounds, dyeing the ground red…

Jing’er fell to the ground, watching her blood pouring out, but unable to stop it. Her lips and face were gradually turning white, her mouth was wide open, like a dying fish…

Bai fell on her chest, eyes closed. His forehead was full of blood, his breathing was weak like his last gasp…

“Jing’er, Bai!” Song Tianwen looked at the two who were seriously injured. He roared with pain, just like a sad beast!

Murong Rou turned around, glaring at him, and said slowly, “Their sufferings were all because of you. If you hadn’t hooked up with Jing’er, you wouldn’t have this bastard and them two would not have been seriously injured and have this near-death experience…”

“Murong Rou, why did you do this?” Song Tianwen asked her hysterically, his eyes burning with rage: Men of noble families all had multiple concubines. He just had a mistress. Why was she so angry, and even went mad…

“Because you lied to me for nine years, how miserable I am!” Murong Rou said with hatred, her eyes emitting horrible lights. She once thought her husband loved and respected her, and only recognized her as his wife in this life. But it turned out he already had another lover nine years ago and gave birth to a son secretly. She had lived in his lies and deceit for nine years, but still devoted herself to him. She was simply the biggest fool in the world!

Murong Rou’s eyes flashed with coldness. She stretched out her hand, tore open Song Tianwen’s belt, and ripped off his pants. With his skin suddenly exposed in the cool air, Song Tianwen felt shiver, while this kind of shiver was especially strong in somewhere between his legs!

Song Tianwen’s slender body trembled slightly, and his heart swelled with a bad feeling. His speech became incoherent, “Murong Rou, what… what are you doing…”

Murong Rou looked at that part down there and smiled slightly, “In the past nine years, you must have pleased Jing’er a lot with that thing. That bastard, Bai, was the living proof. You deceived me. You owe me. I will execute it…”

After her voice just fell, Murong Rou suddenly raised her dagger, and cut down toward that place…

No one let him to cheat her or do anything wrong to her. He deserved his fate. Without that thing, see how he could find a lover, how to give birth to illegitimate children…

Splash of blood immediately filled the sight …

“Ah!” The shrill scream of Song Tianwen penetrated through the clouds and resounded through the sky. The veins stood out suddenly and violently on his forehead. His hand was covering his bloody wound and he cried in pain!

His tall body rolled back and forth on the hard ground and knocked over the mahogany table, on which cakes, green tea and wine fell to the ground. Precious teapots and wine jugs were all smashed to pieces, and the residual tea and wine mixed together and meandered along the ground.

Murong Rou glanced at it contemptuously. With a gentle wave of her wide sleeves, a flame fell from the inside and fell onto the liquor. With a “bang”, the flames soared up into the sky. Jing’er and Bai all caught on fire, writhing in pain and wailing, “Ahhh… Help… help…

Still, Murong Rou turned a blind eye and walked slowly toward the outside. Suddenly, she felt that her ankle was tight and couldn’t walk. Looking down, she saw Song Tianwen lying on the ground, clutching her ankle tightly and staring at her with hatred. The burning anger from the bottom of his eyes seemed to burn her alive, “Murong Rou, how cruel you are!”

“You are no better than me!” Since his wife lost her virginity, he immediately prepared to divorce her, ignoring the fact that she was being framed. His ruthless attitude was even worse than hers. Since the man cheated her, why should she have mercy on him?

With her eyes flashing with cold light, she severely kicked Song Tianwen away for two or three meters, to let the other party fell to the edge of the fire. The flames instantly lit his clothes, in a blink of eye, Song Tianwen became half burnt with shrill scream, “Help… Help…”

Murong Rou just gracefully walked out of the pavilion. She stood in front of the garden, looking back at the burning pavilion, and listening to the crying of Song Tianwen, Jing’er and Bai who rolled back and forth in the pavilion, a cold smile appeared on her lips.

During the 14 years of her marriage to Song Tianwen, she had always adhered to women’s ethics and worked hard at home. She did not dare to slack off for a moment. But what about Song Tianwen? When she was busy dealing with the affairs of the whole mansion, when she was taking care of the shop, and when she was working hard to serve her elders, he was pursuing pleasure with Jing’er…

She suffered for the sake of the while mansion and Song Tianwen. However, Song Tianwen took it for granted and never praised or rewarded her. Just because she had made a mistake, she was to be divorced and replaced by the cheap Jing’er who was going to enjoy the achievements of Murong Xue’s hard work for more than ten years and let her humble bastard become the successor of Wu’an Marquis Manor. How could there be anything so easy in the world…

The successor of Wu’an Marquis Mansion could only be her own son.

Murong Rou gently stroked her flat abdomen and her eyes flashed with smiles. Fortunately, she was pregnant. The baby should be a boy. She should thank Song Tianwen for not spreading the affair about her and Xu Wen. The Song family would think the baby was her and Song Tianwen’s.

As long as Song Tianwen died, the child would become the future successor of Wu’an Marquis Mansion in due course, and she would become the master of the mansion, not the divorced wife whose reputation had been ruined.

Wu’an Marquis Mansion would be in the hands of her own son, what’s the difference who his real father was?