Demoting the Wife to a Concubine? The Reborn Legitimate Daughter Crippled his Entire Family.

Shen Ning's eyes were slightly startled, and there was a hint of self-mockery in his eyes.

Smart?

If she was really smart, she would not believe in the false promises of unsympathetic people and end up with a fate worse than death.

All men in the world are ungrateful and no one is trustworthy.

"Serve the piano, serve the chess." Ji Yucang's voice was as cold as frost, "From now on, you two will follow the princess and follow her orders."

"Yes." Two women in black appeared, kneeling on one knee, "I see you, Princess."

Shen Ning glanced at them expressionlessly, then raised her head to look at Ji Yucang: "Thank you."

After leaving these words, she turned around and entered the new house.

Ji Yucang stared at her back without saying a word and did not follow her. He waited until her figure disappeared from the door and then said calmly: "After the princess gets married, she will be the mistress of the Regent's Palace, and her status will be equal to that of the king."

"yes!"

Shen Ning heard these words, but had no reaction.

After entering the room, she walked to the dressing table and sat down. She took off the hairpins on her head one by one and looked at her stunning face in the mirror indifferently.

On the wedding night, the bridal chamber was decorated with flowers and candles.

For Shen Ning, there is no charm, nor the shyness and expectations of a newlywed. She only knows that she no longer has to pay attention to the bad things of the Shen family for the time being, and no longer has to face a person who "will commit suicide because of the loss of innocence." Or give her as a concubine" dilemma, as well as the hypocritical and selfish Qin family son who kept saying that he liked her but could only let her be a concubine.

As for what she will face after marrying into the Regent's Palace, that is a matter for the future. At least for now, she can calm down and think about some things.

Big red words of happiness are posted everywhere in the new house, and red candles are still burning.

It was quiet inside.

After the astonishing scene just now, the female officers and maids were somewhat in awe of the regent princess, and they served her with trepidation and did not dare to neglect at all.

Shen Ning didn't care what they thought and enjoyed the quiet and lonely atmosphere alone.

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boom! boom! boom! boom!

"Shen Ning, you bitch!" After a period of hysterical venting, Princess Jiahe smashed everything in sight, but it still couldn't alleviate the hatred in her heart and the humiliation she suffered today, "Someone comes!"

With a livid face, she ordered viciously: "Tell the prince-in-law to come here immediately!"

The maid turned around and left tremblingly. After a while, a handsome man in a blue shirt walked in, bowed and saluted, and said in a distant tone: "Your Highness, Princess."

"Kneel down!" Princess Jiahe took the whip from the wall and pointed it at him murderously, "Kneel down!"

The maids inside and outside the room lowered their heads, their faces turned pale with fear, and no one dared to say a word.

The man in green just glanced at the whip in her hand, his expression was calm, and he knelt down without saying a word.

It was as if he had done this action countless times and it had become a habit.

The moment his knees hit the ground, the whip fell through the wind and struck him mercilessly. The whip tore his clothes and left a bloody mark on his back.

The man's face turned pale, and the stronger force and pain than before made him instantly understand how angry Princess Jiahe was.

I'm afraid this test today will be difficult.

"Bitch! Bitch!" Princess Jiahe seemed to have found an outlet, her face was livid and furious, and she swung the whip in her hand at the man, "I will definitely make you die badly! Bitch!"

The whip filled with rage seemed to be packed with thunderous power, making it more unbearable than before. The man's face turned pale, and after a while, his body began to shake a little. Cold sweat spread on his forehead, and a painful groan was suppressed in his throat.

Princess Jiahe is the only legitimate daughter of the late emperor and the current empress dowager, and the biological sister of the current emperor. Before she left the palace, she was domineering and cruel. She would hit the eunuchs and maids in the palace as much as she wanted, and scold them as much as she wanted. No one is afraid of her.

The consort Shen Huai'an was the concubine of the Shen family. He was not favored at home. He went to great lengths to get his father to allow him to take the scientific examination. In the end, he won the exam one after another and was selected by the late emperor as the third flower in the palace examination.

She originally thought she could change her fate against the odds, but unexpectedly she was spotted by Princess Jiahe because of her outstanding appearance. She ruined her official career and was forced to become the consort.

Shen Huaishu begged the late emperor and rejected the princess, but he still could not escape the fate of being granted marriage by decree.

The Shen family couldn't wait to send him to the princess's mansion, hoping that he could please the princess and bring tangible benefits to the Shen family. However, no one knew that after entering the princess's mansion, Shen Huaian was like falling into the abyss of purgatory. They were punished by being punished by kneeling after being beaten, which often resulted in new injuries being added to the old wounds before they healed.

This kind of life passed for three years.

Shen Huaishu was desperate. He didn't know how long he could survive. Maybe one day Princess Jiahe would make a mistake and beat him to death, then order someone to roll a mat and drag him to the mass grave to feed the wild wolves...

Dark fog gradually appeared in front of his eyes, his eyes were blurred by cold sweat, and his vision became unreal, and he could only vaguely see the whip shadow flying.

He felt that he was really not far from death.

The vicious venting lasted for who knows how long. It wasn't until there was a "boom" that Shen Huaishu fell to the ground and fainted. The maids reminded in fear: "Your Highness, Your Highness, the Prince Consort has fainted!"

Princess Jiahe seemed to have suddenly recovered from her uncontrollable anger. She stared blankly at the man lying on the ground covered in blood, and dropped the whip in her hand like a hot potato: "Go and call the doctor! Go and call the doctor!"

Saying that, he hurriedly helped Shen Huaishu up: "Huaishu, Huaishu! Wake up, I won't hit you! Wake up!"

Shen Huaishu closed his eyes tightly, his hair was messy, his face was pale and colorless, he was groggy, tossing and turning in the boundless darkness and severe pain.

If he died like this, it might be a relief for him, and he would no longer have to endure endless torture.

But there is always a bit of unwillingness in my heart.

I don't want sixteen years of hard study to be in vain, I don't want to have many years of planning in vain, I don't want to have a great revenge that has not been avenged, and the enemy is still at large.

After every tragic serious injury, it was this unwillingness that supported him to survive, and then faced the next stormy beating day after day...

Shen Huaishu thought drowsily, when will it be over?

How long will he have to endure this kind of life?

Is he destined to never turn around in this life?