The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

Chapter 538: Patricide (Part )

Although Zhou Ting knew that Marquis Yongjia had a good reputation, he was still stunned for a long time when he finally saw him in person. Apart from the momentary surprise, he felt more resentment in his heart.

Xie Yi was rarely dressed in black, without any embroidery on it, nor did he wear a crown on his head. Instead, he just tied a piece of white linen lightly at the roots of his hair. The dull color made the red mole between his eyebrows appear even more vivid.

The more Zhou Ting looked at him, the more he felt that this biological son whom he had not seen for many years was full of the shadow of that vicious woman. He tried hard to find some shadow of his own involvement in Xie Yi, but the result made him more frustrated and angry.

Whether it was the eyebrows, eyes, or any other part of his body, Zhou Ting could not find any trace of belonging to the Zhou family. He simply... looked exactly like the woman in his eyes who was useless except for being beautiful and docile enough.

Zhou Ting suddenly didn't want to go in anymore.

His enemies and their sons have been living a glorious life for so many years. In contrast, he himself has been tortured beyond recognition by hard labor and punishment. The high-spirited young master of a marquisate is no longer there. Of the two women he once had, one was the culprit who caused him to fall into such a miserable state, and the other... had decisively turned to the arms of someone else when she saw a chance of survival.

All this made him feel angry and inferior.

"Since you are here, why don't you come in and have a chat?" Xie Yi had already noticed this person's arrival. Over the past many years, almost no one, whether in the palace or outside, would specifically mention the increasingly transparent Wuwei Marquis family. This family also seemed to have finally learned to be content and quietly reduce their presence. If there was anyone in the capital who most hoped that Queen Xie's reign would end soon... it would be the Zhou family.

For a long time, Xie Yi thought that Zhou Ting was dead.

He looked at the hunchbacked man standing hesitantly at the door, and said with a tone of disgust that he himself had not yet noticed: "Master Zhou Er."

The call of "Master Zhou Er" completely ignited the anger in Zhou Ting's heart. He stepped into the door, but did not notice that many figures quickly passed by in the originally ordinary and quiet tavern.

"Is that what that woman taught you?" Zhou Ting took two steps forward angrily, but his feet froze again at Xie Yi's cold eyes. In shame and anger, he cursed, "She was born in a poor family, and she always does things that are not worthy of being on the stage. If I had known... if I had known this, I shouldn't have cared about your existence. I should have just let her die of a sudden illness!"

The Wuwei Marquisate did not like the daughter-in-law Xie Yuzhen.

But the wife of Marquis Wuwei was a devout Buddhist. After Xie Ruizhen gave birth to Xie Yi, she loved this grandson who was born with a Guanyin mole very much. As a result, she was not so averse to Xie Ruizhen anymore. Instead, she tried to train her into a daughter-in-law that suited her. If she failed, she would just let her be a invisible person at home.

However, the wife of Marquis Wuwei, like her most beloved youngest son, had never expected that this woman, who had no family background and seemed to be quiet and gentle in the past, would have the courage to do such a horrific thing.

Now that you have children, can't you just live a good life?

No matter whether she is a wife or a concubine, no matter whether she is favored by her husband or not, can the Marquis's Mansion do without her?

When the wife of Marquis Wuwei was so angry about Xie Yu who had cheated on her youngest son, Xie Yu slapped her several times in a row, telling her what kind of cruel things her good son had done, and how she, a little girl who was never looked down upon by the people in Marquis Wuwei's mansion, had taken advantage of Zhou Ting's murderous act to escape and make her family kneel down to atone for their sins...

Zhou Ting recalled the tearful complaints of his mother, who had aged countless times, after he returned home. He wished Xie Yu would die right then and there: "As a descendant of the Zhou family, how could you betray your ancestors and be devoted to that fickle and vicious woman?"

Perhaps the rebuke to his children made him regain some confidence. Seeing that Xie Yi was just listening silently with a cold face and didn't say anything back, Zhou Ting raised his head and said, "A woman like that, if placed in... in the family, would be drowned in a pond! You are my son, don't be stubborn, turn back as soon as possible, one day... for the sake of Wuwei Marquis's Mansion, you will still have a place in the capital."

As he spoke, he could not help but take another look at Xie Yi's face, which made him angry. He stiffened his neck and said, "When the time comes, I will find you a truly gentle and quiet noblewoman from an aristocratic family who does not seek power. You can have as many beautiful wives and concubines as you want. Why do you have to submit to a woman and be her slave?"

Xie Yi looked over slowly, his eyes devoid of any emotion, only an extreme coldness that seemed to be frozen for thousands of miles: "Is this the promise of your Wuwei Marquisate?"

"Your family is just as weak as insects and ants in the capital. Don't you think that by colluding with the Red Sun Sect, you can really make those false gods and Buddhas appear?"

"You actually believed the promises of a bunch of rats in the gutter. It seems that the Wuwei Marquisate has really reached its dead end."

His sneer angered Zhou Ting again: "What do you know!"

Thinking of the instructions from his superiors before he set out, he suppressed his temper and said, "You know, your good mother will never come back, and sooner or later, the capital will fall into the hands of... His Highness. I am here to advise you because of the blood relationship between father and son. Don't be ungrateful!"

Xie Yi waved his hand with contempt: "Your Highness, you are just a coward who hides your head and tail. Master Zhou Er, I think it's you who should not be ignorant and seek death."

He suddenly laughed: "You are just a son of a marquis, and you are a criminal. But I am the Marquis of Yongjia, who was appointed by His Majesty. I am a hereditary Marquis, and I am favored by the Emperor... All of this was fought for by my mother, and your existence is a stain on my perfect life!"

Regardless of the man's face that was getting darker and darker due to his anger, Xie Yi continued to sarcastically say, "What do you mean by your highness? What do you mean by good or bad? In my opinion, Master Zhou Er has gone insane. How could anyone be interested in a family like yours?"

"Oh, sorry, I was just being arbitrary. Rotting meat and feces under the scorching sun will still attract some flies and maggots."

"You!" Zhou Ting's eyes widened in anger, "Rebellious son! You are courting death! His Royal Highness Prince Gong will definitely not let you go!"