from the other villagers.But if some things that humans shouldn't have are exposed, they may very well be treated as an alien.Those who are not of my tribe must be destroyed.... because explaining it...Zong Taiwu's injuries are not completely incurable, but the process is lengthy and requires drinking large amounts of soup every day.

Upon hearing the imperial physician's diagnosis, Zong Pingchuan and his wife finally let out a sigh of relief.

Although they still have a son to carry on the family line, their youngest son is about to be betrothed. It's rumored that he will be incapable after marriage, which isn't a good thing to hear.

"Thank you, Doctor Liu. It's rather embarrassing to speak of my son's injury."

Before Zong Pingchuan could finish speaking, Dr. Liu had already understood and hurriedly said.

"Rest assured, Master Zong, I won't tell anyone."

Zong Pingchuan laughed and said a few polite words, then called over his eldest son.

"Thai Wen, please send Dr. Liu to my father."

Zong Taiwen stood at the door and made a gesture of invitation. After Liu, the imperial physician, finished prescribing the medicine, he left.

Zong Taiwu let out a sigh of relief and lay down on the bed. It was enough that he was still alive, he almost thought he would really become a eunuch.

This made him relax, and he suddenly remembered Fang Jinshiu, the culprit.

"Father, Mother, it was that widow who ruined me like this!"

He shot up from the bed, wincing in pain as he pulled at his lower body.

Yuan Xiangli heard this and hurriedly sat back on the edge of the bed.

"Is it really that widow who has caused you such harm"

"It couldn't be anyone else, this woman is no ordinary person, she pricked me with a needle!"

"This wound of mine, she gave it to me."

At that moment, he almost thought she was going to kill him.

Zong Pingchuan frowned, "I've already sent people to look for her. How can you say that you are the son of my official residence She is just a commoner, she dares to hurt you to this extent. If I don't catch her and punish her well, wouldn't it make people laugh"

Yuan Xiang said, "A widow, to have this kind of ability."

"How come I feel like this is a trap set specifically for Tai Wu"

Yuan Xiangli's words hit the mark, and Zong Pingchuan thought so too.

If Taiwu is telling the truth, then the message was most likely deliberately given to him by this woman to lure you in and bring you home.

Under the analysis of his parents' words, Zong Taiwu only then realized that he had been played.

"This widow never intended to be with me from the start! She deliberately wanted to harm me!"

"Mother, you must avenge your son. That wicked widow dared to scheme against me."

Yuan Xiangli felt sorry for her son and soothed him repeatedly.

"Mom will definitely avenge you. Didn't your father just say he wouldn't let her get away with it"

"As for you, don't move around. Be careful not to touch the wound."

Zongpingchuan asked, "Taimu, how much do you know about that woman"

Zong Taiwu pondered, "She knows Fu Qi, and it seems they have something going on. She's a flirtatious woman. If it wasn't for her looks, this young master..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Zong Pingchuan's face darken again and quickly stopped talking.

"Father, I thought she was just a widow who had recently moved to the capital. Her entire family, old and young, mostly women, didn't seem to have much influence. Is there any reason we should fear her"

"Go straight to her house and grab her. Cut off her hands and feet and beat her severely."

"She absolutely can't die easily. I must torture her relentlessly to satisfy the hatred in my heart."

Zong Taiwu became more and more excited as he spoke, while Zong Pingchuan let out a snort.

"If you weren't so lustful, would anyone have been able to scheme against you!"

After speaking, he angrily flung his sleeves and left. Yuan Xiangli comforted her son a few words, instructed the servants to take good care of the second young master, and chased after Zong Pingchuan.

When the couple returned to their courtyard, Wang Ma only then remembered that her husband had been back for a while but hadn't changed out of his official robes and hadn't eaten dinner.

Quickly prepare fresh clothes and bring them to madam, and also have the maidservant prepare dinner.

If it weren't for Wang Ma's reminder, Yuan Xiangli wouldn't have known she had ignored her husband to this extent, preoccupied with worrying about her son.

She hurriedly adjusted her expression and stepped forward to serve Zong Pingchuan as he changed his clothes.

Throughout their multiple conversations, Zong Pingchuan didn't bother to respond. He remained expressionless and simply hummed or nodded at whatever Yuan Xiangli said.

By the time dinner arrived, Zong Pingchuan was famished. Yuan Xiangli kept him company and they each ate a few bites.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the man's face looked slightly better.

"Don't take Tai Wu's matter to heart too much. It's nothing unusual for someone of his status to keep a concubine."

"I still took Miss Wen's face into consideration, otherwise this kid would have brought her home to be his concubine."

Zongpingchuan didn't say anything. After he finished eating, he went to wash up. When he was done washing up, he took off his clothes and got into bed ready to sleep.

Yuan Xiangli had been married to this man for so many years and had never been treated so coldly by him before. She couldn't help but get angry.

"Zongpingchuan, what do you mean by this"

"Where did I go wrong If you have something you're unhappy about, just say it. Ignoring me isn't the way to handle this."

Zong Pingchuan was being pulled around by his wife, so he simply sat up and said coldly.

"Is it only natural for him to keep a mistress given his status"

"What is his status Just a man in white, with no official rank or title, merely because he has an uncle named Yuan"

"And what about me Now that I'm a third-rank official, according to you, should I also be allowed to bring home a whole courtyard of concubines and raise several mistresses"etely useless, I'll write you a prescription and detailed instructions for treating this illness once my own affairs are settled."After finishing her words, she continued to leave. The portly old man...