Chapter 110

"Lan'er, my poor child."

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Su Xinlan leaning on the couch, with disheveled hair and dull eyes, holding a flagon in his hand, in a panic.

How could this still be the high-spirited fifth emperor in the past?He was clearly an uninhibited down-and-out ghost.

Zhang Dejun's tears rolled down uncontrollably, he knelt down and hugged Su Xinlan in his arms.

"Lan'er, what are you doing? Why isn't Rui'er here? Where is he?"

Zhang Dejun roared angrily, the guard outside was busy looking for Zhang Yurui.

At this time, Zhang Yurui was sewing the purse in his hand by candlelight, stitch by stitch, very slowly.

In the past, even if he didn't eat, drink or sleep, he would have embroidered the purse and sent it to Su Xinlan earlier.

But now he is no longer the Zhang Yurui he used to be, and Su Xinlan is no longer the cousin who gave way to him and coaxed him all day long.

The estrangement between them was not formed overnight, but had existed since childhood. It was because he didn't know people clearly, so he insisted on marrying her.

It's good for the emperor to lock her up in the mansion now, just to keep her calm.

Zhang Yurui has learned to be smart now, Su Xinlan got angry and drank, so he hid away, he no longer wanted to be her interpreter, he just wanted to live the rest of his life quietly by himself.

"Master, there is a message from the front yard that Zhang Dejun has come to the mansion and is looking for you!"

The little waiter came forward and bowed.

Zhang Yurui was startled, the hand holding the needle stopped for a moment, then lowered his eyes and continued to sew.

"Go to the front yard and tell me I'm sick."

Zhang Yurui said lightly that Su Xinlan had beaten him all over his body, and he had nowhere to say, and now he could just stop his uncle's questioning.

Seeing the servant leave quickly, Zhang Yurui put away his things and put them aside, took off his shoes and socks and went to bed.

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the person who came was obviously angry.

The door was pushed open vigorously, Zhang Yurui frowned in displeasure, before he got up, Zhang Dejun was already standing in front of him angrily.

Only the remaining candlelight made Zhang Yurui's face paler. Zhang Dejun, who thought Zhang Yurui was pretending to be sick, also believed it.

The anger on his face faded, Zhang Dejun sat on the bed and looked at Zhang Yurui.

"I heard that you are sick, father came to have a look, but did you call the imperial doctor?"

Although the Fifth Emperor's Mansion is closed, if the master inside is sick, he can still invite the imperial physician to come and take a look.

Zhang Yurui shook his head lightly, his eyes were lowered, hesitant to speak.

Zhang Dejun pulled Zhang Yurui's wrist, and was about to ask him about Su Xinlan, but Zhang Yurui immediately took a breath, and immediately took his hand back.

"What's going on here?"

Zhang Dejun frowned and looked at Zhang Yurui, Zhang Yurui shrank back, and shed tears before speaking.

After all, he is an experienced person, so there is something that Zhang Dejun doesn't understand.

He took Zhang Yurui's hand and rolled up the sleeves of his snow-white jacket a few times. The bruises on his arms were hideous and ugly, making people feel very painful just looking at them.

"This... Lan'er did all of this?"

Zhang Dejun never expected that his daughter, whom he was always proud of, would be such a disaster.

You are so angry that you vent your anger on your own man, what a beast!
"Father, Lan'er is fine. It's just that Lan'er can't get up now, so I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with you."

Zhang Yurui shook his head with red eyes, and calmly withdrew his arm, which made Zhang Dejun feel distressed.

"Rui'er, don't be afraid, my father will vent your anger on you right now. Take care of your wounds and see if I don't kill that rebellious girl."

Zhang Dejun was about to get up as he spoke, but now he believed the emperor's words to six percent, this daughter might not be as smart as he imagined.

Not to mention that Zhang Yurui is the nephew of his mother's family, but simply saying that there is a Zhang family behind Zhang Yurui, Su Xinlan can't do anything to him.

It's good now, I don't have much ability, but I have a big temper.

"Father, don't blame the wife-lord, she is in a bad mood, it's because Rui'er is incompetent and can't make her happy."

"Where does she have the face to be coaxed by others? She did such a stupid thing, and now the whole Zhang family is involved, and you are beaten like this. Today I must let her give me an explanation."

Zhang Dejun got up and walked out, even more imposing than when he came.

Zhang Yurui stared blankly at the direction Zhang Dejun was leaving, and lightly squeezed his cuffs tightly.

"Young master, are you alright?"

The valet ran in with red eyes, and was relieved when he saw that Zhang Yurui had no abnormal expression on his face.

Just now, when he saw Zhang Dejun approaching aggressively, he thought that his son was going to be wronged!
"It's okay, you go down and rest too, you can sleep peacefully tonight."

Zhang Yurui waved his hand at the servant, then lay back down, closed his eyes lightly, and fell asleep really quickly.

Zhang Dejun returned to the front yard angrily. Su Xinlan was still pouring wine into his mouth with the jug in his arms. The smell of wine was mixed with an unpleasant sour smell, which made people sick.

He snatched the jug from Su Xinlan's hand, and with a "pop", the jug shattered into countless pieces.

Su Xinlan looked at Zhang Dejun blankly, and after a long silence, she got up and hugged him and cried loudly.

"Father, you must save my son. My son was obsessed with ghosts for a while, so I was in a hurry to do those things. Go and plead with the emperor, and give my son another chance!"

If Zhang Yuman hadn't been executed and the Zhang family had been sealed off, she wouldn't have been in such a hurry.

Zhang Dejun, who originally wanted to slap Su Xinlan hard, looked at his daughter who was crying out of breath in his arms, and felt a little bit hesitant to do so.

Su Xinlan's words clearly admitted that she did this, and he had nothing else to say.

But their father and daughter have depended on each other for many years, if he doesn't protect her, who else can protect her?
"Tell me about your kid. You don't look like a fool at ordinary times. How can you do such a thing now?"

Zhang Dejun sighed slightly, and his tone softened.

"Even if you want to plot against the princess, you should discuss it with your father. Now that you have put yourself into such a situation, and even brought your grandmother's family into prison, how do you want your father to help you? "

"I didn't hurt the princess in the end. Besides, I asked secretly. The one who hurt Lao Ba and Lao Jiu was not my son. They haven't seen Lao Ba and the others. Here it is, they must have planted the frame to frame the minister. Now the eighth and the ninth are only slightly injured, the empress loves you so much, as long as you plead with the empress, she will definitely..."

"shut up!"

Zhang Dejun scolded sharply,

"You still have the face to talk about your injuries. Tell Father, where did Ruier's injuries come from?"

(End of this chapter)

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