To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 276 Evil consequences

  When he left the teahouse, An Guogong was still holding on. When he returned to An Guogong's mansion, it was already cloudy, and he went straight to Zhu Hanshuang's residence with a dark face.

   Ordinarily, this is not appropriate. In a fastidious family, male elders rarely set foot in their daughter's yard.

  But at this moment, An Guogong couldn't care less

  An Guogong, who went away in a rage, was in vain.

   "Where are you girls?"

  The servant girl in the courtyard replied tremblingly: "Miss is going to pay my respects to Madam."

  Mr. An just remembered that now is the time for his daughter to greet his wife.

   So convenient!

  An Guogong sneered, and hurried back to the main courtyard.

  The Zheng school in the main courtyard is full of joy.

   Mrs. An Guogong was quite satisfied that her daughter hadn't gone out these few days. She picked up a small crab dumpling and put it in Zhu Hanshuang's bowl, and said softly: "Mother remembers that you like this, eat more."

  Zhu Hanshuang was so worried that she only ate half of it before putting it down.

  Old Wang made a move last night, and promised to send her a message early in the morning.

  But she opened her eyes and waited since dawn, until she came to say hello to her mother, but she didn't wait for Lao Wang's letter.

   Is it going well or not?

   It won't go badly, Lao Wang's skill is so good, much better than those guards in the Duke's Mansion, how could it not go well against a little cook?

  Even if the cook told Luo Sheng about the matter regardless of threats, what could Luo Sheng do if he asked only the cook to attend the appointment?

  Luo Sheng's fame for so many years is due to his status as the daughter of the governor. Putting these aside, it's just a straw bag full of straw.

  Thinking about this, Zhu Hanshuang's uneasy heart settled down a little.

   "Hanshuang, why don't you eat it?" Mrs. An Guogong looked at her daughter and noticed something strange.

  Zhu Hanshuang snapped back to his senses, and smiled at Mrs. An Guogong: "I didn't sleep well last night, and now I have no appetite."

   "Could it be that you caught a cold?" Mrs. An Guogong put down her chopsticks, raised her hand and touched Zhu Hanshuang's forehead, and then she felt relieved, "Fortunately, there is no fever."

  Zhu Hanshuang smiled: "Mother, you can eat, don't you also like to eat crab dumplings, and you won't be able to eat crabs in a few days."

   Mrs. An Guo nodded slightly, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

  My daughter is a person who can't hide her words, but today she looks like she has something on her mind.

   Could it be that he still doesn't give up on King Kaiyang?

  Thinking of this possibility, Mrs. An suddenly felt a headache.

  The hearts of parents in the world, if they can fulfill their daughter's wishes, how can they bear to disappoint her?

   It is too difficult to marry King Kaiyang, and it is not something that the Duke's Mansion can do intentionally.

   "Mother, you eat—" Before Zhu Hanshuang finished speaking, the door of the room was kicked open.

  Because it was so sudden, she shook the chopsticks in her hand in fright, and the crab dumplings fell on the table with a clatter.

   Mrs. An Guogong was taken aback, frowned and said: "Master Guo, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Hanshuang."

  It is not uncommon for a man to lose his temper when he encounters troubles outside, but this is the first time she has seen the Duke of the State get so angry.

  An Guogong glared at An Guogong's wife angrily.

   Mrs. An Guogong is seven or eight years younger than Anguo Gong. Maybe it's time to treat beauties extra favorably, and she looks only in her early thirties.

  On weekdays, An Guogong is quite proud of his wife's outstanding beauty. Looking at the capital, only the first wife of Luo Dadu, who died young, can compare with her.

  But at this moment, Mrs. An's beauty hurt his eyes severely.

   "Everyone get out!"

   Following An Guogong's roar, the maids serving in the house ran out one after another.

   Mrs. An Guogong greeted her: "Master An Guo, did you encounter something outside—"

  An Guogong slapped him across the face.

   This slap was merciless, Mrs. An Guo was directly slapped to the ground.

  The vase on the tall table next to it wobbled and fell down, breaking into pieces.

   "Mother!" Zhu Hanshuang exclaimed, standing in front of Mrs. An Guogong and questioning, "Father, why did you treat mother like this? What did mother do wrong?"

   There was another crisp applause in the room.

   This slap was for Zhu Hanshuang.

  Zhu Hanshuang was stunned by the sudden slap, covering her cheeks with a look of astonishment: "Father—"

An Guogong yelled: "Don't call me father, I don't have a daughter like you! You ask me what your mother did wrong? Well, I tell you, her biggest mistake is giving birth to you who are vicious and stupid. s things!"

Zhu Hanshuang's mind was buzzing, and she still hadn't reacted yet. Seeing her father, who was as loving as a mountain in the past, looked like a ghost, she was so frightened that tears flowed down her cheeks, and she murmured, "Father, what's wrong with you? I'm so afraid of you. —”

  Her tears aroused An Guogong's anger even more.

  His good daughter, who can cry, laugh and talk, is blinding his eyes with such ignorant innocence and liveliness, causing disasters that can destroy the entire family's future.

   "You still have the face to cry! Why don't you feel scared when you instigate someone to kill?" An Guogong dragged Zhu Hanshuang over and asked sharply.

  Zhu Hanshuang trembled all over, and her eyes suddenly widened.

   Instigate people to kill?

  How could father know!

  Extreme fear drowned her like a raging wave in an instant.

  For people like Zhu Hanshuang, the fear of being discovered doing bad things is far greater than the fear of doing bad things themselves.

   "Father, I didn't—" Under the fear, Zhu Hanshuang only thought of covering up.

   Seeing that she still refused to admit it at this time, the string called reason in An Guogong's mind broke instantly, and his hands wrapped around Zhu Hanshuang's neck.

  Zhu Hanshuang soon began to feel short of breath, struggling in pain: "Father, father..."

  An Guogong's hands became tighter and tighter, and his expression gradually turned cold.

  He didn't think about it either. Normally, he would treat his daughter like the apple of his eye. But this time the daughter caused too much trouble, and if she was not careful, it would be a catastrophe for the whole family.

   Mrs. An Guogong's eyes were about to burst, she rushed over and grabbed An Guogong's arm forcefully: "Let go of Hanshuang!".

   "Get out!"

  An Guogong also came here on horseback to shoot arrows. Although he was blessed, his skills were not as flexible as when he was young, but his strength did not decrease.

  Mrs. An Guogong's wife is a slender beauty with a body like a willow.

   An Guogong made such a hard effort, and Mrs. An Guogong was thrown out, followed by a scalp-numbing scream.

  Zhu Hanshuang's eyes were straightened, and he raised his finger to point there with difficulty, but he couldn't say a word.

  An Guogong looked over slowly, and saw Mrs. An Guogong lying on her side on the ground, her throat was deeply pierced by a fragment of a vase, and blood was gurgling out.

  The blood flowed so fast and fiercely that it almost flowed out in the blink of an eye.

   Lying in a pool of blood, Mrs. An Guogong's wife stared at the direction of An Guogong's father and daughter with her eyes wide open, her whole body twitching.

   Twitched and twitched, then stopped moving.

  An Guogong's hand around Zhu Hanshuang's neck unconsciously let go.

   And Zhu Hanshuang finally shouted out hoarsely: "Mother—"

Good morning.

  (end of this chapter)