On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

"Bitch! Bitch! When will she get the chance to talk nonsense in front of me! After all, I am her elder!"

Sharp screams accompanied by the sound of shattering porcelain came from deep within the Shen Mansion.

Shen Wantang couldn't help but stop in his tracks - there was no need to think, the voice must be from Aunt Liu.

If she doesn't get what she wants, she will definitely make some noise and make a fuss.

"Someone come here." Shen Wantang waved gently.

The maid beside her came forward and said, "Miss."

"Go tell Aunt Liu that the things in the house are all numbered. If you smash everything in the house today, they will be useless in the future. You have to use your hands to eat and drink."

Shen Wantang spoke each word with sonorous and powerful voice.

The maids looked at each other, but only stammered: "Yes..."

The previous courtyard was burned down, so Shen Wantang looked for a quiet and spacious courtyard.

I don’t know why, but ever since I was reborn in the court, I have a headache every few days. It turns out that everything has a price to pay.

However, if it could change the fate of my father and Cen Xiao, what would this small price matter?

But the headache had become more severe in the past few days. Shen Wantang staggered after taking just two steps. If he hadn't held onto the wall with his hands, he would have fallen to the ground.

She forced herself to enter the room with her last bit of strength.

The room hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and as soon as the door was opened, dust flew everywhere.

Shen Wantang coughed violently twice due to the choking.

He turned around but stumbled and fell directly into the corridor.

"Miss!" The maid came hurriedly, fell to the ground and wanted to help Shen Wantang up, but she didn't know how to start. She was timid and her hands were shaking.

"In my purse...the medicine..." Shen Wantang's voice trembled.

The maid hurriedly took out the medicine from her purse.

After feeding it to Shen Wantang, he felt much better.

Leaning against the door, Shen Wantang's breathing was steady. He raised his eyes, and the moment his gaze fell on the maid, the maid stood up, huddled to the side, hunched over and dared not look up.

"Are you afraid of me?" Shen Wantang frowned and asked in a low voice.

The gloomy atmosphere around her made the maid's voice tremble unconsciously. She nodded subconsciously, but then realized that something was wrong. She immediately shook her head and tried to make amends: "No, it's not..."

"Tell the truth." Shen Wantang lowered his voice, his expression becoming even colder.

The maid nodded repeatedly and closed her eyes tightly: "My aunt said that you kill people without blinking an eye. Miss, I was wrong. I will accept the beating and punishment. Please spare my life..."

With a thud, the maid fell to her knees in front of him, her head hitting the ground with a loud bang.

Kill without blinking an eye?

Shen Wantang finally understood the whole story, but couldn't help laughing: "On the battlefield, I really kill people without blinking an eye."

Hearing this, the maid who was kowtowing stopped and looked at Shen Wantang. The scene of her own heroic death unconsciously emerged in her mind. In an instant, her eyes turned black and she was about to fall down in front of him.

"However, home is not a battlefield, and you are not one of those hateful enemy soldiers. Why should I put you to death?" Shen Wantang stood up with the help of the door frame, walked forward and helped the maid up.

The maid's gaze fell on Shen Wantang's face again. Because she had just fainted, her face was a little pale, but it was difficult to hide her stunning beauty.

A smile is like a spring breeze.

"What's your name?" Shen Wantang asked softly.

"Your servant, Qing'e." Qing'e was stunned and her voice became floating.

A strong breeze blew past, causing the branches and leaves on the corridor to rustle, and Shen Wantang also became much more sober.

On the side, Qing'e and a group of servants were busy cleaning up.

"Be careful, this is a gift from the emperor. If you bump into it or break it, you will die!"

Outside the courtyard, a harsh voice was heard, the door opened, and a group of people walked in.

"Alright, alright, just leave it in the yard. I'll send someone to take care of the rest myself." Shen Ying said with disgust, twisting her nose and glancing at the servant who was carrying the things.

The servant carefully put down the burden and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come here and help me put all these things into the house." Shen Ying glanced around, pointed at a few maids not far away and ordered them.

Several people looked at each other, but still came forward.

"Second Miss, this courtyard..." one of the maids stammered.

"You brought so many things here, are they for me?" Shen Wantang stood up and walked towards this side slowly.

Hearing Shen Wantang's voice, Shen Ying's face suddenly turned cold, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, as if she was taking on the responsibility.

"Shen Wantang, what are you doing here? This is the courtyard where I want to live!" Shen Ying spoke harshly, and her harsh voice seemed to want to eat Shen Wantang alive.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Wantang laughed.

"It seems that the house arrest in the past few days has not been able to make you reflect on yourself well." Shen Wantang's eyelids trembled slightly, and his thin lips raised a playful arc.

Shen Ying naturally didn't want to lose out in the verbal battle: "You bitch, don't rely on your kung fu to threaten us. You even dared to embarrass my mother in front of my father. I'll teach you a lesson now, you who don't know the difference between elders and juniors!"

As she spoke, Shen Ying suddenly rushed forward.

Shen Wantang couldn't help but frown - he didn't know who gave this girl the courage. You know, with Shen Wantang's kung fu, he could cripple one of her arms just by moving his wrist.

Shen Wantang just stood there without moving, and raised his arm in an instant, grabbing Shen Ying's arm. He gently turned his wrist and pressed down hard, and Shen Ying's arm was tightly pressed against her back, and she was subdued by Shen Wantang in an instant.

Shen Ying howled in pain, but Shen Wantang was not someone to be trifled with.

She stuffed the handkerchief into Shen Ying's mouth, immediately blocking her screams.

"First, I, Shen Wantang, am not supported by my father. Don't forget that I have military merits and I have a share of the money in the mansion. Second, Aunt Liu is just a concubine. If we talk about seniority, I am her master. Similarly, Shen Ying, I am also your master." Shen Wantang bent down, held Shen Ying's jaw and forced her to raise her head.

"Have you learned all the etiquette you learned in elementary school?" Shen Wantang raised his voice, and Shen Ying's fierce aura softened instantly.

Then, Shen Wantang let go of his hand, clapped his hands, returned to his seat, and took a sip of the tea handed to him by Qing'e.

"As long as I'm in this house, you have no right to speak." She lowered her eyes, but under her eyelashes, there was hatred in her eyes.