"Hahaha!" Han Si Qu laughed out loud upon hearing her words, and then suddenly lowered his head, kissing her fiercely while Su Yaogeng was completely unprepared.
Su Yaogeng was utterly stunned in that mont, unable to react for quite a while.
"Slap," she slapped Han Si Qu hard across the face, pushing him away forcefully.
Han Si Qu’s face was swollen on both sides.
Su Yaogeng’s face flushed angrily.
Han Si Qu, like a child, winced in pain but smiled brightly.
Han Si Que’s tightly clenched fist finally landed a punch on Han Si Qu’s face, knocking him to the ground, where he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"What are you doing?" Su Yaogeng quickly stepped forward, blocking Han Si Qu, and coldly said to Han Si Que.
Han Si Que looked at Su Yaogeng in disbelief, "Zheng’er?"
"He is, after all, my Prince Consort, my husband. Even if he needs to be taught a lesson, it’s not your place to do it!" Su Yaogeng glared at Han Si Que, her words ice cold.
Han Si Qu dared to disrespect her, and she would handle him herself, but Han Si Que had no right to interfere in her family affairs!
"You... if he knew..." Han Si Que was so angry he almost vomited blood, but the words he was about to say nevertheless stayed unspoken.
At this mont, Han Si Qu got up on his own, barely steadying himself, looked at Su Yaogeng but said nothing, and after a while turned and walked out.
Aunt Xi, who was waiting outside, saw Han Si Qu co out and then noticed his brilliantly colored face, bowed her head and said, "Marquis."
Han Si Qu, in pain and unable to speak, waved his hand and left.
As he walked to the courtyard gate, he happened to run into Han Jing who had just arrived.
The courtyard gate was lined with lanterns, making it very bright even at night.
Han Jing imdiately noticed Han Si Qu’s face, which was nearly unrecognizable, ...
"Father?" Han Jing twitched her lips and greeted him.
Han Jing initially thought that Han Si Qu, being beaten so badly, would probably ignore her; she was just being polite, but unexpectedly, Han Si Qu stopped, stared at her for a while, and spoke.
Just as Han Jing was about to say she was leaving, Han Si Qu suddenly reached out to pat her shoulder, "Jing’er, I have a few words I want to say to you."
Han Jing...
Was she really that familiar with him?
"Please, Father, go ahead."
"You’re a good child, your mother is very fond of you, and it’s thanks to you that she hasn’t been so cold to everyone these years. In the past, I was confused and couldn’t figure out many things, but now I’ve suddenly co to understand. I don’t want to live in a muddled life any longer. It’s hard to start life over, but whether it’s really possible to start anew, you have to try to know." Han Si Qu’s jaw hurt, so his words were slow, but Han Jing was particularly astonished that her seemingly irresponsible father, who only knew how to enjoy life and complain, could have such insights.
Could it be that sothing happened at Mother’s just now? Is this... was he beaten awake?
Han Jing looked at Han Si Qu and listened to him patiently.
"I wasn’t planning to tell anyone, but it’s also possible that I won’t make it back after leaving. So, if you have the chance, help pass on a few words to your mother. Oh, no, you don’t need to pass them on, just be a listener and hear out."
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