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 Shen Yu had never thought that he would be so humiliated as to be whipped like a dog in the middle of the street. "Shen Tanhua is as dignified as jade, but I didn't expect him to be such a vulgar person who insults others with his words." Ban Bi rode on horseback, his ridicule almost carved on his face. "Forget it, I just thought that Lord Benxiang was blind to actually agree to your marriage proposal under your pestering. Who knew that you were actually a shameless person who burned the bridge after crossing it? Once you got Tanhua, you revealed your true colors and let me see your vile side. " At this time, Shen Yu could neither defend himself nor not. He looked at the people around him who were watching the show with a flushed face and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. He bowed to Ban Bi and said, "Lord Benxiang, please don't overdo it." Was Ban Bi crazy? She, a Lord Benxiang, actually dared to whip Tanhua who was personally appointed...

 Ban Shan and Ban Heng both stopped moving. They turned around and saw a man in a plain brocade robe and a silver crown standing a few steps away with two guards. He looked like he came out of the forest. Ban Shan calmly shoved the shovel into Ban Heng's hand. She stood up and patted the dirt off the corner of her robe. However, because her hands were stained with dirt, the dirt got dirtier and dirtier. She simply bowed to him as if she was a man. "Greetings, Uncle Cheng An. My brother and I are playing a treasure game." "A treasure game?" Rong Xia looked at the two siblings who were covered in dirt. If it wasn't for the complicated and gorgeous embroidery on their riding clothes, they really didn't look like children of nobility. "My brother is still young. After reading a few novels, he wanted to learn from the seniors who did good deeds in the books." Ban Shan turned around and gave Ban Heng a look that told him to shut up. "For example...

 Ban Yun got off the palanquin and asked the servant who came to greet her, "Has the Crown Prince returned?" "Xiang Jun, the Crown Prince returned an hour ago," the servant bowed and replied, "He's currently studying in the study." "Studying?" Ban Yun raised her eyebrows. Her brother was someone who would feel dizzy whenever he entered the study. If he could calm down and study, it would really be like a red rain in the world. "Let's go, I'll go see him." "Confucius said, 'Don't worry about others not knowing, worry about not knowing others …'" Ban Yun had just walked to the door of the study when she heard the sound of Ban Heng reading. Ban Yun pushed the door open and saw him shaking his head with a serious expression. She crossed her arms and said, "Stop pretending. You're reading 'The Analects' but you're holding 'The Book of Rites'. You're really good." "I...

 "Rong Xia?" Ban Yi had heard of this Count Rong's name before. He was a peerless young master in the capital. Rong Xia was a genius in calligraphy and painting, and his looks were even better than Pan An's. He was a man who would be chased by women whenever he went out. "Why? You don't like him?" Princess Anle looked at her with a faint smile. "An elegant gentleman is peerless in the world. Even a talented woman like Shi Feixian had personally praised him. To me, it's no longer a matter of whether I like him or not." Ban Yi was very open-minded. "A man like him would probably like a fairy concubine. I, ah, will not join in the fun." In her memory, she had not seen Rong Xia many times, but every time she saw this person, she felt that he was not human. Instead, he was the snow lotus on the Heavenly Mountain and the bright moon in the night sky. Therefore, the two of them were not related at all. Seeing that Ban Yi did not seem to ...

 Princess An Le was His Majesty's most beloved eldest daughter. Seven years ago, she was married to the son of an aristocratic family with the surname Wang. The husband and wife were inseparable for a period of time. Later on, Prince Consort Wang actually secretly kept a mistress outside. This angered Princess An Le so much that she whipped him with a horsewhip and chased him out of the princess's residence. At that time, this matter was known by the entire city. In the end, Prince Consort Wang fell from his horse and died. There was once a person who said that the cause of Prince Consort Wang's death was suspicious. However, no one could find any evidence. Furthermore, after the Wang family fell into decline, no one dared to mention this matter again. At most, they would secretly sigh behind his back. However, who asked Prince Consort Wang to be so insensible? Even after marrying the princess, he still dared to fool around outside. This was simply seeking his own death. Af...

 "Count, I just saw the servants of Marquis Jing Ting fu outside the door." "What do they want to do now?" When Count Zhongping heard the three words "Marquis Jing Ting", he couldn't help but have a headache. The thing he regretted the most in his life was that he lost his mind and got engaged to Marquis Jing Ting fu. Now, the people of Marquis Jing Ting fu came to find trouble with his family every two or three days. If it was a family that cared about face, everyone would not make a fuss on the surface for the sake of face. However, the people of Marquis Jing Ting fu were not like this. Ban Huai would go against him in court whenever he had nothing to do. His son would also come to find trouble for Qi Lin from time to time. Sometimes, he would even hit people. "I don't know," the manservant who came to report shook his head blankly. "He's just squatting not far from our door. He hasn't done anything." "This family...

 In the ninth month of autumn, it was supposed to be a good harvest season. However, Marquis Jing Ting hid in his study room and smashed a few pieces of porcelain. His mouth was constantly cursing. He did not look like a Marquis, but more like a street hoodlum. "In the capital, if anyone dares to offend me, Ban Huai, I will kill him!" "Father, don't be angry. Your son will go out and find someone to beat him up." "You get someone to beat him up. I will find the Emperor to take care of him!" "Are you done messing around?" Lord Yin kicked open the door of the study room. Looking at the father and son who were rubbing their fists and palms together, he sternly scolded, "Do you think that the rumors outside are not bad enough?" Marquis Jing Ting and his son kept quiet. Marquis Jing Ting withdrew his legs from the chair. Marquis Jing Ting's son, Ban Heng, rolled down his rolled up sleeves. On a September day, Lord Yin had to fan hers...