After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

Mrs. You did not expect that Zang Ya would reject her even after all the talk.

You Mingtang was listening, and seeing Mrs. You getting more and more angry, he stood up and continued to add fuel to the fire. “Aunt, this Song family is Old Madam Zang’s natal family, and the young master’s a cousin. In Zang Ya’s heart, that cousin is naturally more important than our You family. Naturally, he is not willing to help. If he helps, wouldn’t it be embarrassing for Old Madam Zang? It’s better not to embarrass the young master. Let’s find a way ourselves, alright?”

Zang Ya listened to his words and turned to glance at him. His eyes were indifferent, but he didn’t defend himself.

You Mingtang’s words to sow discord were too simple, and anyone with a discerning eye could see what he wanted to do. But now, Mrs. You only wanted to hear what she wanted to hear, and she had always been biased against Zang Ya. Now, You Mingtang’s words actually got through to her.

Mrs. You looked at Zang Ya with a distorted expression. After a moment, she suddenly slapped the armrest and said with a ferocious expression, “Okay, okay, I knew you wouldn’t listen to me. In that case, I will handle this matter myself. However, since you dared to do such a thing, you will be punished.”

Zang Ya listened to his mother’s words without much expression on his face. He just looked at her indifferently, waiting for her next sentence about him.

Seeing his expression of neither sadness nor joy, Mrs. You became more and more resentful and said directly, “Don’t you usually like to whip others? This time, I will punish you with thirty lashes.”

When Zang Ya heard her mother punishing him, something flashed deep in his eyes. After a moment, he saluted in the direction of Mrs. You and said, “Yes, mother.”

Two brothers, You Minghua and You Mingtang, watched from the side. When they heard that Mrs. You wanted to punish Zang Ya with thirty lashes, they couldn’t help but look gloating.

You Minghua nudged You Mingtang with his elbow and winked at him, with a teasing smile on his face.

You Mingtang showed a proud smile toward Zang Ya. He felt that it didn’t matter if Zang Ya was the son of the Zang family, and it didn’t matter that their family was not as good as the Zang family. As long as they said one or two words to sow discord, Zang Ya, the previously aloof young master, would be punished obediently and become as embarrassed as a dog.

After Zang Ya saluted Mrs. You, he turned around and walked neatly toward the door without any intention of begging for mercy.

“Wait a minute.” You Mingtang looked at his back as he simply left and suddenly called to him.

Zang Ya stopped.

You Mingtang said to Mrs. You above, “Aunt, Zang Ya is the son of the Zang family after all. The servants in this mansion still respect him. What if those servants are afraid of being punished by Zang Ya later? What should I do if your orders are violated?”

After hearing the words, Mrs. You thought for a while, then looked up at Zang Ya, who stopped at the door, and said directly, “In that case, the punishment will be done here and you can go back after receiving the punishment, so as to avoid those servants who are not long-sighted. Someone, call the team in charge of criminal law in the mansion and ask them to deal with Zang Ya here.”

Zang Ya listened to his mother’s words as if she wasn’t speaking to her son, but to her enemy. There was still no expression on his face, not even a trace of emotion.

Zang Ya looked back at Mrs. You, with his expression still calm, and finally responded, “Yes.”

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A quarter of an hour later, Zang Ya knelt upright in the yard outside Mrs. You’s room, flanked by the attendants responsible for the execution.

Mrs. You came out of the room, looked at Zang Ya, who was kneeling on the ground, and said directly, “Let’s start!”

When the first whip was thrown, Zang Ya’s body did not move at all.

The second whip fell, and Zang Ya’s clothes were torn.

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The tenth whip fell, and blood stains gradually appeared on Zang Ya’s back.

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When the thirtieth whip fell, Zang Ya’s figure swayed slightly, and blood seeped out from his lips.

Zang Ya raised his head and glanced at Mrs. You, seeing that her face, as beautiful as a fairy, was full of joy at that moment.

Zang Ya stood up staggeringly, wiped the blood from his lips, cupped his hands toward Mrs. You, who stood above and looked at him expressionlessly, then walked out with heavy steps.

When Zang Ya staggered away, Mrs. You’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, but she was not worried about Zang Ya’s back being beaten to pieces. She was dissatisfied with the fact that, despite the severe punishment, Zang Ya could still stand.

You Minghua stared at Zang Ya’s back, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. He hadn’t expected Zang Ya’s back to be nearly mauled, with blood marks all over it. How could he still stand?

You Mingtang looked at Zang Ya’s back, his brows furrowing. When Zang Ya left just now, he had glanced in his direction. That glance had made him feel cold all over, and he had a bad premonition.

“Let’s go, tell me about the situation of the You family and see if I can help.”

Watching her son leave with blood dripping from his body, Mrs. You, who had never cared about him, seemed to feel that there was no more drama to watch. She stood up in boredom, then turned and walked toward the room.

You Mingtang was awakened by Mrs. You’s sudden voice. He turned to look at Mrs. You’s leaving figure. Seeing that there was no trace of pity on her face, he thought that maybe this was another reason why the young master of the Zang family had such a cold-blooded temperament. Apart from Zang Ke, in addition to the problems of the family genes itself, the person who gave birth to him probably also had a share of the credit.