Shen Shen Shen doesn't pursue men, only money

Chapter 130: Come, take the blame board

"Thank you, concubine."

Shen Shen took the twin fiery green gold hairpins with both hands after paying his respects. He did not hide his excitement and love for them. He looked at them over and over for a long time but still could not let them go. He looked at the princess with curved eyebrows and said, "Mother is so good to Shen'er."

"Mother, please forgive Shen'er for being so bold as to cross the line." Before the princess could reply, he had already walked to Zhu Yanxiao and said with a smile, "Ziyuan, help Shen'er put it on quickly."

Zhu Yanxiao took the golden hairpin very awkwardly and inserted it into Shen Shenshen's hair bun. His eyes moved around her face for a moment, and then he reached out and slightly adjusted the direction of the hairpin.

Shen Shen turned his head and said, "Mother, is it pretty?"

The princess covered her mouth and said, "It's beautiful. Shen'er is so beautiful."

Zhu Yanxiao's thoughts about the woman in front of him turned rapidly: If Shen Shenshen plotted against him in the future, would he be able to resist? It was indeed troublesome for a woman to be too smart.

Seeing that it was getting late, the princess said, "Shen'er should go back to the Marquis' Mansion. Don't let Madam Shen worry."

"I have disturbed you for a long time today. It is mainly because you are so gentle and beautiful that I could not help but stay a little longer. Please forgive me."

"Okay, I know that Shen'er is sweet-talking." The princess said angrily, still smiling.

"Shen'er, I'm leaving. Thank you for your reward, Mother. I'll come and talk to you another day."

"Ziyuan, send Shen'er back to the Marquis' Mansion." The princess picked up the teacup. How could she not know that the two of them were very tired of each other now, so it would be nice to do her a favor.

"Yes, concubine."

The two of them bowed and left the main courtyard.

The princess watched the two of them leave the outer hall, put down her teacup, and said to herself, "This Shen Er is a powerful person. How can Yunxi be her opponent? Forget it, let the children solve it themselves. Chunnuan, let the stewards come in and answer."

"Yes, princess."

The carriage of Prince Zhong's mansion returned along the road. The Mid-Autumn wind had long lost its summer dryness. From time to time, the trees on both sides of the imperial city rustled and a corner of the curtain of the moving carriage was blown away. A man and a woman could be vaguely seen sitting in the carriage. The curtain fell down when the wind blew, blocking the people in the carriage again.

Shen Shen snuggled in Zhu Yanxiao's arms, playing with the silver hairband, crumpling it into a ball and unfolding it, crumpling it into a ball and unfolding it again, over and over again. Zhu Yanxiao hugged her and lowered his head to quietly watch the little hobby of the woman in his arms.

"Ziyuan, I have changed my name to mother today. The marriage cannot be changed. It is useless for you to regret it."

Zhu Yanxiao kissed her forehead lightly, and his breath still had the familiar scent of soapberries.

"This prince has no regrets."

"Well... Mother should be quite satisfied with me today, right?"

"Satisfied. The gods are very powerful. They changed their minds after just a cup of tea."

"That's right." Shen Shenshen raised his head proudly: "I don't even care which discerning man has chosen this woman."

"Well, this prince accepts the praise from a smart woman." After saying that, he lowered his head and gently pecked Shen Shenshen's lips.

"More."

"Happy to oblige."

No more whispers were heard in the carriage.

Liushui drove the carriage out of the imperial city. He was very tactful and avoided the bustling Zhuque Street and Baicang Avenue, and drove to the marquis's mansion from other streets in the capital. By avoiding the busy streets, he could avoid being seen by familiar people and disturbing the prince. Most importantly, taking a detour would allow the prince and the princess to stay longer.

Occasionally, a low whisper or two could be heard in the carriage.

"Any more?"

"want."

In the chrysanthemum month, the capital city is filled with the sweet fragrance of osmanthus.

After the carriage arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, Shen Shenshen reluctantly said goodbye to Zhu Yanxiao and went to the main courtyard to find her mother.

Mrs. Shen was preparing to have lunch when she saw her second daughter's face darken. It was hard for Mrs. Shen, who strictly abided by etiquette, to accept that she had to spend the night in Prince Zhong's mansion before getting married.

"Mother." Shen Shenshen saluted.

Mrs. Shen was drinking tea in the main seat, waiting for Banxing and Lianhe to prepare lunch, and ignored her.

"Mother, I know I was wrong." She continued to salute.

Mrs. Shen looked up at her daughter and still said nothing.

"Mother, my daughter knows her mistake."

"Mother, my daughter knows her mistake."

. . .

Shen Shenshen, who bowed every time he spoke, thought he would have to bow for the entire afternoon when Mrs. Shen finally spoke.

"You still remember to go home?"

"My daughter was wrong, please forgive me, mother."

Madam Shen had no expression on her face and her voice was extremely cold: "Why did you suddenly stay overnight in the Prince's Mansion? Shen'er had better tell the truth. This lady does not believe what the maid of Prince Zhu said."

When Lu Hen returned home, he would definitely tell his mother that he had been to the wine shop to drink. Shen Shenshen knew that his mother would not be able to get through this test easily today, as he had gone to the wine shop and stayed out all night.

She immediately knelt down and told him everything that happened yesterday. She naturally forgot about drinking with Mu Yejun and sleeping directly on the prince's bed, which were two more shocking things.

The more Mrs. Shen listened, the gloomier her expression became. She could no longer hold back her anger when she heard that Zhu Yanxiao had carried the manor back to the palace drunk and unconscious.

"How shameless! This is simply ridiculous. An unmarried woman actually...actually...went to a tavern to drink? Moreover, she was only engaged to Prince Zhu, and before the wedding, she was hugged by him. This is simply... simply..."

Madam Shen was so angry that she was incoherent: "It seems that mother was too lenient when she was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall a few decades ago, and the second young lady has not learned her lesson. Come, take the second young lady away and let me beat her with ten strokes of the cane."

Ban Xing and Lian He knelt down hurriedly: "Madam, please spare the Second Miss. If she gets beaten with ten sticks, she will be half dead."

"Shut up. You two are not qualified to beg for mercy for the master." Madam Shen said angrily: "Come here, beat me in this yard."

"I am an unfilial daughter for making my mother sad and angry. Please calm down and don't get yourself hurt by it." Shen Shen just knelt down and bowed her head to admit her mistake, without begging for mercy.

At this time, two sturdy maids shouted outside the house: "Second Miss, please go to the yard to receive your punishment."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shenshen kowtowed to Madam Shen: "Mother, please calm down." He stood up, walked to the stool outside the house, and lay down, gritting his teeth.

The two servants raised up the thin bamboo boards and slapped Shen Shenshen's buttocks.

"Bang" as the first blow came down, tears immediately flowed out uncontrollably.

It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much. She finally understood why novels say that being beaten with a stick can kill people. This punishment is really not for human beings to endure.

"Pa!" The second board hit him, tears and snot flowed. Shen Shenshen felt that he might not survive more than ten boards.

"Pa", "Pa", "Pa". . . . The only sound in the yard was the sound of hitting. Shen Shenshen clenched his teeth and said nothing. In his heart, he cursed all the feudal rules such as not drinking alcohol, not having much contact with men, not staying overnight outside, various corporal punishments, etc. He also greeted the eighteen generations of ancestors of those who formulated these damn systems.

Her stubbornness was in stark contrast to the screaming and howling scene when the Fifth Miss was punished not long ago.

"Madam, the ten boards have been beaten." A servant girl replied loudly into the house.

"Got it. You guys go down first. Ban Xing will go see if the Second Miss is still awake."

"Mother, Shen'er is still awake." After hearing what his mother said in the room, Shen Shen asked in a faint voice, "Has Luhen arrived?"

"Miss, Miss." She was called to the main courtyard when her master was punished just now. She had been crying loudly on the side. When she heard the young lady calling her, she could no longer hold back and rushed forward crying and knelt beside the young lady.

Shen Shenshen took a breath and felt that his lower body clothes were sticking to his body and it was very uncomfortable. He was in so much pain that he was completely unconscious. His buttocks should have been a bloody mess.

"Green Mark, help Miss Ben up."

The maidservant's tears fell as she stood up and helped the young lady to get up. Shen Shenshen was breathing heavily and struggling to get up with both hands on the stool. When he touched the skin that was hit by the board, he immediately grimaced: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Luhen, help me slowly, slowly."

After all, she was her own daughter. Mrs. Shen in the room was so distressed that she burst into tears when she heard Shen Shenshen's muttering.

After finally standing up, Shen Shenshen was already covered in cold sweat. Every step she took afterwards was like torture. She leaned weakly on Lu Hen and said weakly to the main house, "Mother, I will go back to the yard first. Please don't get angry again and take care of yourself. I will come to pay my respects and apologize to you in two days when I feel better."

"Go ahead. You don't need to come these days, and you don't need to go to Daishan Court." Mrs. Shen pretended to have a cold tone, but in fact she was heartbroken.

"Yes. My daughter will take her leave."

With his hair stuck to his face and his hands and feet shaking, Shen Shenshen, who had difficulty walking, was supported by Lu Hen as he walked towards the Qinghua Garden.

Intermittent voices could be heard: “It hurts, it hurts, Luhen, go slower,” “Hiss, it hurts, Luhen, go slower,” and “Ahhh, it hurts so much.” The voices gradually faded away, and finally nothing could be heard. The main courtyard was as quiet as before.