latelenovela Chapter 260 The Mad Couple 24
Chapter 260 The Mad Couple 24
Wu Wenxuan leaned against the door frame, his gaze fixed on Ji Xiaosong's exquisite curves beneath her moon-white dress.
"Where did this beauty come from who's lost her way? These days, even cats and dogs dare to sit in the main hall of this Vice Minister's residence..."
Before he could finish speaking, the gray-clad servant standing behind Ji Xiaosong suddenly stepped in front of him.
The man was clearly looking down with his head bowed, but Wu Wenxuan's outstretched hand felt like it had hit a wall of steel, his wrist bones going numb from the shock.
"presumptuous."
Ji Xiaosong lightly tapped the teacup with her fingertips, and the clear sound of the celadon and yellow pear wood colliding startled Wu Wenxuan.
She was clearly looking up, but the cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye seemed like a sharp blade hanging between her brows.
"What etiquette should the second young master of the Wu family show when he meets his future mistress?"
Wu Wenxuan was stung by the word "mistress" and sneered. Just as he was about to mock her, he saw eight guards silently surrounding him.
These people walked so lightly that even the copper bells under the eaves didn't shake, and the swords at their waists trembled slightly with their breathing, as if they were about to draw their swords and drink blood at any moment.
"Second brother!"
Wu Wenhao rushed over and tugged at his sleeve, lowering his voice to say, "This is my elder brother's betrothed..."
The tea lid grazed past Wu Wenxuan's ear and embedded itself more than three inches into the vermilion pillar behind him.
Ji Xiaosong stroked the jade bracelet on her wrist and chuckled at the two brothers who were dumbfounded: "I've heard that the seventy-second rule of the Wu family ancestral precepts states that those who offend the matriarch of the clan..."
She suddenly turned to the accounting robot holding the ledgers: "What should be its punishment?"
“Your Majesty, you shall kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and copy the Family Instructions one hundred times.”
The mechanical voice was adjusted to an old, hoarse tone. As the accountant bowed, a miniature scanner hidden in his sleeve had already analyzed the weaknesses of Wu Wenxuan's entire skeletal structure.
Enraged by the word "Madam," Wu Wenxuan raised his foot to kick over the tea table.
The gray-clad servant, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly looked up, a faint blue light flashing in his pupils, and touched the back of the servant's knee with his fingertips.
The seemingly light force caused Wu Wenxuan to fall to his knees with a thud, as if his spine had been crushed by a thousand pounds.
"Why must you perform such a grand ceremony, Second Young Master?"
Ji Xiaosong casually fiddled with a few brightly colored flowers in her hand, the sap from the petals splashing onto Wu Wenxuan's luxurious brocade robe.
"What are you all standing there for? Help the Second Young Master to the ancestral hall. Remember to replace the 'Family Instructions' with the 'Book of Rites,' after all..."
She leaned close to the pale-faced young man and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "A person who dares to covet even his sister-in-law should learn more about morality."
The four guards immediately lifted Wu Wenxuan up.
They deliberately adjusted their strength to that of an ordinary martial artist, but released a small amount of electric current when they gripped the vital points.
Wu Wenxuan was in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat. He wanted to curse, but his mouth was covered by a servant.
Wu Chufeng had just stepped into the lobby when he saw this chaotic scene.
Wu Wenxuan was being held up by four guards. His face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and he was muttering incoherently but could not utter a complete curse.
Ji Xiaosong stood to the side, her expression indifferent, still holding the few sap-stained flowers in her hand.
Wu Wenhao shrank to the side, his eyes darting around.
"How is this going?"
Wu Chufeng frowned, his voice clearly showing displeasure.
Wu Wenhao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the words caught in his throat. He just lowered his head in a panic, not daring to look his older brother in the eye.
At this moment, the accounting robot stepped forward, bowed slightly, and spoke methodically in its adjusted, aged voice:
"Reporting to Your Excellency, the Second Young Master spoke frivolously and behaved insolently towards his future mistress. According to the Wu family's ancestral precepts, the mistress intended to punish the Second Young Master by making him kneel in the ancestral hall and copy the *Book of Rites*. The Second Young Master refused and even attempted to kick over the tea table, which led to..."
These ancestral precepts and such were, of course, made up by Ji Xiaosong.
The Wu family came from humble beginnings; they had no ancestral precepts.
But if Ji Xiaosong says it's happening now, then it's happening.
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Chufeng's face turned ashen, his eyes wide with rage as he stared intently at Wu Wenxuan, as if he wanted to devour him whole.
"You...you actually did such a thing!"
Wu Chufeng was so angry that he trembled all over. He rushed forward and punched Wu Wenxuan hard in the cheek.
Wu Wenxuan was already subdued by the guards and had no power to fight back. With this punch, blood instantly spilled from the corner of his mouth, his head tilted to the side, and he almost fainted.
But Wu Chufeng did not stop there. He raised his leg and kicked Wu Wenxuan in the waist.
Wu Wenxuan groaned in pain, his body arching like a shrimp.
"I've always indulged you, but I never expected you to become so unruly, even daring to offend Songsong!"
As Wu Chufeng continued to curse, he kept punching and kicking, putting all his strength into each blow, as if he wanted to vent all the anger that had been building up in his heart.
Just as Wu Wenxuan was about to be beaten to the point of near death, Wu Daniu rushed over.
"Chu Feng, stop!"
Wu Daniu shouted at the top of his lungs, but Wu Chufeng was already blinded by rage and couldn't hear him at all.
Upon seeing this, Wu Daniu rushed over and grabbed Wu Chufeng, trying to stop him from continuing his violence.
"Are you going to beat your brother to death?" Wu Daniu roared.
Wu Chufeng was held tightly by Wu Daniu, his body still heaving violently as he gasped for breath, his eyes still glaring fiercely at Wu Wenxuan:
"What use is there in keeping this kind of scoundrel around! If we don't teach him a lesson today, who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause in the future!"
Wu Wenxuan lay on the ground, his breath weak, his eyes filled with fear and regret. He had never seen his elder brother so angry.
Looking at his son lying on the ground, and then at the furious Wu Chufeng, Wu Daniu was at a loss for what to do. The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.
In the deathly silent hall, Wang Cuihua's shrill voice suddenly rang out: "What kind of sins have we committed!"
Before she was seen, her voice was heard, and then she rushed in with great fanfare.
Wang Cuihua spotted Wu Wenxuan lying on the ground, barely breathing, and her eyes widened in anger, her fat face trembling with rage.
She rushed to Wu Wenxuan's side, knelt down with a thud, hugged him tightly, and cried her heart out.
"My son, what suffering you have caused! How could you be so cruel!"
She turned her head, crying, and glared fiercely at Wu Chufeng, her finger trembling as she pointed at him:
"You heartless wretch! He's your own brother! How could you beat him like this? Don't you have any brotherly affection left?"
As she spoke, she suddenly turned to Ji Xiaosong, her eyes seeming to spit fire:
"And you, you little hussy, you've caused no peace in the house since you arrived! My son was just joking around, and you instigated his older brother to beat him up. What are you up to?"
As Wang Cuihua spoke, she released Wu Wenxuan, stood up, and made a move to pounce on Ji Xiaosong.
Upon seeing this, the accounting robot and the guards immediately stepped forward and shielded Ji Xiaosong behind them.
Wang Cuihua missed her target and almost fell to the ground. Enraged, she plopped down on the ground, pounding her fists and yelling:
"I can't live like this anymore, I can't go on living! You're all bullying us..."
Wu Daniu frowned, watching Wang Cuihua's tantrum with a mixture of helplessness and annoyance. He shouted loudly:
"Enough! Cuihua, look at the state you're in! Wenxuan deserves to be punished for such a mistake!"
But Wang Cuihua had already gone mad and couldn't hear Wu Daniu's words at all. She continued to cry and scream on the ground, and the hall instantly turned into chaos. The already tense and oppressive atmosphere became even more intense, as if it was about to explode.