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Chapter 422 Going to Yunzhou

Cai'er stared at Shen Fuhan in disbelief.

"My lord, the matter has not been investigated yet, this servant cannot die!"

"It's just killing a servant; I have that much power," Shen Fuhan said calmly. "Drag him away."

Ignoring Cai'er's cries, the two guards each grabbed one of her arms and dragged her out.

The old lady was startled when she entered the room and saw this scene.

Cai'er cried out immediately, "Madam, save me! I'm innocent!"

Before lunch, she made a special trip to Ninghui Hall to report this matter, and naturally received the old lady's support.

With the Marquis being so filial and the Old Madam protecting her, she will definitely be safe and sound, and may even become the Marquis's concubine!

She looked at the old lady with hopeful eyes.

The old lady gave her a reassuring look and then snorted heavily.

"Put Cai'er down!"

The two guards hesitated and looked at the Marquis.

"Drag him away," Shen Fuhan said coldly, "and execute him immediately!"

The guards quickly dragged the person away.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "Fuhan, Cai'er has already been intimate with you, how can you abandon her!"

Shen Fuhan glanced at her indifferently: "It seems that Grandmother is delirious from illness. Go back to Ninghui Hall and recuperate. I will send someone to take care of Grandmother."

The old lady was furious: "You, you..."

"Or perhaps, Grandmother wants to go back to her hometown to recuperate?" Shen Fuhan looked at him indifferently. "Grandson has no objection."

The old lady immediately stopped arguing.

A pitiful scream came from the courtyard. The old lady knew there was no way to turn things around, so she turned away with a stern face.

As she passed Cai'er, she angrily cursed, "Useless thing! You can't even seize your chance!"

Cai'er was already in a daze, one hand desperately reaching forward, grabbing at the air, before finally falling limply to the ground.

The guards stopped and checked her breathing.

"My lord, Cai'er couldn't withstand the torture and died!"

Shen Fuhan asked, "How many strokes of the cane were given?"

"Twelve boards."

"Keep hitting him, hit him fifty times."

The words fell lightly, but the sticks struck heavily, tearing flesh from the skin.

The servants in the courtyard trembled as they counted, and no one dared to harbor any improper thoughts.

After fifty strokes of the cane, Cai'er, her flesh mangled and bloodied, was carried out. The servants cleaned up the bloodstains, and in no time, she was as clean as ever.

The traces of Cai'er's existence were washed away along with the bloodstains.

After examining Zhaozhao's pulse, Elder Qian went to report to him.

"Miss is fine, she may be a little sleepy for the next couple of days, but there's no need for you to worry, Lord Marquis."

Just then, Wu Wei found the remaining medicinal powder.

After examining Shen Fuhan, Qian Lao took his pulse.

"They were just ordinary calming powders, plus aphrodisiacs. The Marquis didn't take much. If he weren't so weak, he wouldn't have been affected at all."

Shen Fuhan nodded: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Qian."

When he woke up, he still had a fever, but now he definitely feels much better.

Old Qian instructed, "My lord, even if you are healthy now, the aphrodisiac is still harmful. You must rest for two days."

Shen Fuhan nodded perfunctorily.

Old Qian sighed heavily, shook his head, and left.

Shen Fuhan looked at Wu Wei, who was staring blankly, and asked, "Do you like Cai'er?"

Wu Wei paused for a moment before nodding.

“She’s not worth it. There are other good girls waiting for you in the future,” Shen Fuhan comforted him. “Forget about her.”

With tears welling up in his eyes, Wu Wei quickly wiped them away with the back of his hand: "Your Excellency is right."

The Marquis has become a completely different person; he's even started comforting people.

Although it was just a short sentence, he was still deeply moved.

Shen Fuhan leaned back on the soft pillows and said, "Tell me about the people Pei Huaijin sent."

Wu quickly composed himself and reported, "This man's surname is Liang, he is forty-two years old, and he is usually just a coachman, but in fact he is Pei Huaijin's capable assistant. He is returning to the capital this time to take Miss there."

Shen Fuhan sneered, "Five people alone think they can take Zhaozhao away? Pei Huaijin is truly stupid..."

After a pause, he suddenly realized that this might be what A-Yue had asked for.

That's why Pei Huaijin was in such a hurry to send someone back to the capital; otherwise, given his style, he would have acted with the same meticulousness as when he kidnapped A Yue.

Shen Fuhan breathed a sigh of relief; A Yue was also fighting for her own hope.

He immediately ordered, "No matter the cost, we must get him to talk tonight."

After finishing all these tasks, Shen Fuhan was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

As night fell, Shen Fuhan woke up and sent someone to inquire if there was any news.

It was Wu Wei who came to report again.

"Reporting to the Marquis, that man is too tight-lipped. We have tried countless methods, but he still hasn't said a word."

Shen Fuhan said, "After I have my meal, I will go and meet him in person."

The wet nurse brought Zhao Zhao, whose eyes were swollen like walnuts, over to her.

She cried herself to sleep all afternoon, only to wake up and cry again, in a never-ending cycle.

Shen Fuhan felt heartbroken after seeing this and kissed his daughter's cheek.

Zhao Zhao murmured, "Mother, I want Mother."

"Tomorrow, Father will take you to find Mother," Shen Fuhan said softly, "okay?"

Zhao Zhao immediately looked at him, as if judging the truth of his words.

Shen Fuhan looked at her with unwavering determination.

He had already decided that it would be safest to bring Zhaozhao with him, so he would go with her this time.

Zhao Zhao also had another purpose: to keep A Yue with him, fearing she might do something foolish.

With her daughter around, she certainly wouldn't want to die.

Zhao Zhao laughed and called out, "Looking for my mother!"

Shen Fuhan patted her little head: "But you need to eat something first, so you'll have the strength to find your mother tomorrow."

Zhao Zhao nodded emphatically and picked up her personal silver key.

After dinner, Shen Fuhan went into the secret passage in the study and tea room.

Inside the secret room, Uncle Liang had been tortured beyond recognition. He had several burn holes on his body and was bleeding from his face. Even so, he remained tight-lipped.

Shen Fuhan admired him, but unfortunately, he could not be used by him.

Upon seeing him enter, Uncle Liang spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't think you can get me to talk just because you came in person. Dream on!"

Shen Fuhan casually picked up the red-hot branding iron, played with it for a moment, and then unexpectedly poked it at him.

Uncle Liang screamed in agony.

Before long, the aroma of roasted meat filled the enclosed room.

Shen Fuhan withdrew his hand and slowly said, "The places Pei Huaijin went to were just a few, I guessed it a long time ago."

Uncle Liang inhaled and sneered, not believing it at all.

Shen Fuhan gazed at him and slowly said, "Liuzhou, Yangzhou, Tongzhou, Xuanzhou, Yunzhou, Xiangzhou..."

When Yunzhou was mentioned, Uncle Liang's expression changed slightly.

Shen Fuhan stopped and turned away without saying a word.

"Let's go, to Yunzhou."

Uncle Liang was stunned. How did he figure that out?

In his panic, he cried out, "It's not Yunzhou!"

Shen Fuhan didn't waste any more words with him and strode out of the secret room.