Shen Zhai
"Sir, we are home."
Wen Mo put down the footstool, smiled at the people inside and said, "It's early in the morning, and the cook is still warming the porridge."
Shen Ji got out of the car slowly, with a warm smile on his face, his eyes fell on him, and he whispered, "I just saw some new styles in the cosmetics shop. Come with me to have a look later and buy some for Madam."
Seeing that his husband had finally come to his senses, Wen Mo grinned and responded quickly, "Yes, sir, go have a rest and go out later."
Shen Ji nodded, and just as he raised his right foot, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out of the alley and jumped in front of him.
There was a crisp sound, and the left side of Shen Ji's face felt burning pain.
Shen Ji was stunned for a moment, then looked back and saw Mrs. Zhen with a vicious look on her face.
Zhen's hair was messy and her face was like a devil. She grabbed Shen Ji's collar and cursed loudly, "You are a beast with a beastly face and a heart of an animal. If you dare to touch my son, I will fight you to the death!"
Shen Ji looked at her face with a blank look on his face. Zhen's words reached his ears and stung his heart.
Shen Ji lowered his long eyelashes and allowed her to shake him and question him without saying a word.
He originally thought that he had been deeply hurt by his biological parents and could remain calm, but he didn't expect that he would still feel heartbroken when hearing the words.
Many years later, he lost the memory of his childhood, but he clearly remembered that he had been happy.
In the dream, someone once hugged me and called his name softly.
When he wakes up from the dream, he is the only one left.
Wen Mo suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the redness and swelling on her husband's face, and became angry. He grabbed Zhen's hand, pushed her to the ground, and shouted, "You are so brave, my husband is an official of the imperial court, where did you come from?" Qualified to take action!"
Zhen fell to the ground and struggled to get up. Her eyes seemed to be quenched with poison. She stared at Shen Ji and asked through gritted teeth, "Where did you take my son... Tell me! Where is my son!"
Shen Ji looked calm and made no unnecessary movements. He just looked at her quietly, with emotions that Zhen couldn't understand hidden in his eyes.
"You don't speak..." Mrs. Zhen's eyes were red, and her eyes had lost all clarity, "You feel guilty, don't you?"
Seeing that Mrs. Zhen was about to pounce on her again, Marquis Zhuo Wen, who arrived belatedly, hugged her to prevent her from causing trouble again.
Zhen struggled with all her strength, her face twisted, and she wanted to rush forward and bite Shen Ji's neck, "Let go, I want to find my son!"
"How come you didn't drown by the river back then, and now you're back alive to tease us!"
Shen Ji felt a buzz in his head and froze in place.
"Why?"
Mrs. Zhen paused and stared blankly at the person in front of her.
Shen Ji's eyes were red, but there were no tears. His voice was a little hoarse, and he stood there helplessly, "Why...I am obviously your child..."
Zhen was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.
"You doubted me indiscriminately and beat me. Have you ever thought that I was the one who was lost back then? I was also the one who was beaten and scolded for more than ten years!"
Shen Ji's face was pale, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was bitter, "Yue Kui took away my life, took away my parents, and still wants to take away my career. Why?"
Zhen couldn't answer for a moment, and the hand she stretched out to grab Shen Ji froze in mid-air.
Zhuo Wenhou frowned, calmly pulled Zhen behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Aji, your mother didn't mean this. Your brother is gone, and she is also anxious..."
"Whose brother is Yue Kui?" Shen Ji sneered, his eyes mocking, "He is the only son of Marquis Zhuo Wen and has nothing to do with me."
"Aji..."
"It's just you," Shen Ji pursed his lips, looked around the two of them, and said coldly, "If you beat the court official, you'll be punished."
"Wen Mo, report to the official."
"Yes!" Wen Mo responded, then rushed towards the government.
"Aji!" Looking at Wen Mo's back, Zhuo Wenhou turned pale and said with a straight face, "We are your biological parents. What good will it do to you if we report to the government? We are just making people laugh!"
"A joke?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Shen Ji's mouth, "My whole life has been a joke, why should I be afraid of others laughing again?"
"You!" Zhuo Wenhou grimaced and gritted his teeth and said, "Your mother is right, you are here to rub us in the face!"
"That's right!" Ms. Zhen suddenly came back to her senses and hurriedly continued, "Kui'er has been raised under our knees since he was a child. It's right to love him. But you, if your life is not good, don't blame us for being partial!"
The left side of Shen Ji's face was red and swollen, and he turned a deaf ear to their words. He only looked at the alley where Wen Mo left without saying a word.
"Aji, if you hand Kuier over earlier, maybe we can still have some father-son affection between us." Marquis Zhuo Wen looked at him coldly, his words full of charity.
"Yue Piao, is it too much?"
A woman's voice came from the alley. Marquis Zhuo Wen was shaken and turned his head mechanically.
Granny Yuan walked over slowly, with a hint of anger on her face and a coolness in her eyes.
"Nian Ci..." Zhuo Wenhou was stunned for a long time, and it was not until Zhen frowned and pinched his back that he came to his senses, "I have met the eldest princess Gu'an and the eldest princess Wan'an."
Mrs. Zhen glared at him, but did not dare to make trouble against Grandma Yuan. She also bowed respectfully and said, "My wife has met Princess Gu'an."
Granny Yuan ignored the two of them, walked slowly to Shen Ji, glanced at his red and swollen cheeks, and became even more angry, "Yue Chou, you are so old and confused, you can't even tell who is your biological son?"
Zhuo Wenhou trembled and lowered his head, trying to reduce his sense of presence.
Mrs. Zhen looked dissatisfied and did not dare to speak.
"Aji disappeared, and you were devastated. You took a child to raise under your knees to relieve the pain of missing you. But a fake is a fake after all. How can you replace the real owner?" Granny Yuan looked at him, her tone was light, as if she still wanted to. Mixed with some sarcasm, "In story books, real and fake daughters are often written. How come there is a real and fake heir apparent in your family?"
Granny Yuan chuckled lightly and glanced at the two people with livid faces, "A parent with outstanding talents and appearance cannot compare to a mediocre adopted son. In the Great Yan Dynasty, your family is still the first!"
Mrs. Zhen was still kneeling on the ground. She gritted her teeth when she heard this and said loudly, "Elder Princess, you don't know what's going on, so please..."
"I don't know the inside story?" Granny Yuan said with a joking look in her eyes, "Fang Xu is my daughter, how could I not know the twists and turns here?"
"What?" Zhuo Wenhou suddenly raised his head, widened his eyes, stared at her blankly, and murmured, "Fang Xu is your daughter..."
"That's right." Grandma Yuan nodded, and the curve of her mouth became lighter, "You are just slapping me in the face when you bully Aji. You are so brave!"
The next moment, there were chaotic footsteps in the alley.
Wen Mo poked his head out and saw that Zhuo Wenhou and his wife were still there. He was relieved and pointed at the two of them and shouted, "Lang Jianshi, they are the ones who attacked our husband!" (End of Chapter)
