Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved

Chapter 202: Chapter 202 I’m Afraid You’ll Cry Chapter 202: Chapter 202 I’m Afraid You’ll Cry Murong Jiu’s words could be said to have stirred up considerable hatred for Wang Baozhu.

Furthermore, Murong Jiu had made the reason why the General’s Mansion had abandoned Wang Baozhu crystal clear. People could only marvel at the General’s Mansion’s righteousness and Wang Baozhu’s cowardly and vain image. This mark would be firmly fixed upon her for the rest of her life.

At this moment, faced with all sorts of mocking or angry gazes, Wang Baozhu’s hatred for Murong Jiu reached its peak.

Grinding her teeth, she pointed at Murong Jiu on the carriage and said,

“Who do you think you are to judge me? Do you think you’re so noble? You were nothing but a country bumpkin and now you follow the Second Prince around every day. The bastard in your belly must be the Second Prince’s. Prince Ling has been cuckolded by you! You’re the real slut!”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked uncertainly at Murong Jiu.

Sadly, she was in the carriage and her belly wasn’t visible.

However, there had been rumors about this, and some had seen Murong Jiu’s belly, which was bigger than others at the same stage of pregnancy!

Could it be…

Fu Han exclaimed angrily, “Wang Baozhu, you…”

“Has this prince really become unable to distinguish his own wife and child? Guards, Wang Baozhu is spreading rumors and insulting the Princess Consort. Punish her with fifty heavy blows in public!”

Just then, a voice grew from distant to near. Murong Jiu turned her head and saw Jun Yuyan riding a white horse toward her. He had not even changed out of his armor and looked imposing as ever, followed by dozens of elite soldiers.

General Fu had gone to Jizhong, and the military forces in the outskirts were temporarily under Jun Yuyan’s command. Murong Jiu had just heard from the guard that Jun Yuyan might not return today. Yet, unexpectedly, he appeared just in time, seeming like the hero coming to her rescue.

Although she had ways to dispel Wang Baozhu’s rumors, nothing fit the bill quite like Jun Yuyan himself turning up to shatter the gossip.

“My prince!”

Seeing guards dismount and approach her, Wang Baozhu panicked and shouted loudly,

“I did not speak falsely, my prince! You cannot be blinded by Murong Jiu’s beauty! Whether the child in her womb is yours, aren’t you the clearest about that? I’m telling the truth, so why punish me?!”

Wang Baozhu still remembered the caning she received at the Prefecture Yamen; because of that beating, she couldn’t escape Niu Tianbao’s control, which led to the ruin of her reputation. She still remembered the pain after the flogging.

Murong Jiu immediately spoke out loudly, “Beauty? What a joke! Ladies and gentlemen, when I married the prince, I hadn’t removed the birthmark on my face, and it was still there when I got pregnant. At that time, I remember someone saying that the prince and I were a perfect match—one ugly, one disfigured by fate. How come now it’s turned into the prince lusting for my beauty?”

Many people looked ashamed. Indeed, there were people who had said such things at the time, and they had thought it made sense.

But now, after Murong Jiu’s birthmark was removed, her beauty was unforgettable, and the prince, despite his disfigurement and limp, rode a tall horse and wore silver armor, looking majestic and unapproachable, still the most dazzling figure in people’s eyes as before.

Clearly, it was after their marriage that the prince and Murong Jiu shared a happy and increasingly deep relationship. Where was the prince’s lust?

“Wang Baozhu is truly malicious! She falls into a slough and tries to drag others down with her!”

“So malicious! Prince Ling and Princess Consort Ling have a deep affection. You’re here sowing discord; you’re simply despicable to the core!”

“This kind of person deserves to be beaten to death, no innocence about it!”

“Beat her! Beat her hard! She thinks she can act so brazenly because she’s a woman and that no one dares to beat her. Such a scoundrel should be left to rot in the mire! Let’s see if she dares to disgrace herself in public again!”

Everyone was eager to see Wang Baozhu beaten senseless.

This was especially true for the women present, including Young Madam Chen. At first, when she saw Wang Baozhu calling the Third Young Master of the General’s Mansion “Third Brother,” she thought Wang Baozhu had backing. Seeing the situation now, it was quite satisfying.

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It would be best if Wang Baozhu were beaten to death on the streets today, so she would no longer disgust her at the Chen family’s inner courtyard.

However, Jun Yuyan did not have Wang Baozhu beaten to death. Fifty heavy beatings wouldn’t kill a person, but they would confine her to bed for ten days to half a month.

How could Wang Baozhu be allowed to die so quickly? She had occupied Ah Jiu’s life for sixteen years; she deserved to suffer to the fullest, watching Ah Jiu live a happy and fulfilled life while she herself lurked in a dark corner like a powerless old rat.

Jun Yuyan didn’t wait for the fifty heavy beatings to be completed before he took Murong Jiu and left.

Before leaving, he declared publicly, “From now on, I do not wish to hear such voices again. I will not allow anyone to sully my wife.”

Seeing the fate of Wang Baozhu, naturally, no one dared to utter such words again.

Besides, the Prince’s stance had clarified everything. It is believed that no man could tolerate his wife carrying another man’s child.

After escorting Murong Jiu to the Prince Mansion, Fu Han left.

“Come to the Prince Mansion to find me when you’re free, Third Brother!”

Fu Han turned around with a smile, “What’s the matter, Xiao Jiu? Can’t stop worrying about Third Brother?”

Murong Jiu also smiled, “Yes!”

In truth, the Third Prince had grown up quickly. After the Bai Aoshuang incident, he had matured a lot.

But Murong Jiu felt that he might have overcorrected a bit; whenever he saw women, he would keep his distance, as if afraid of being deceived.

The Third Prince was not young anymore. His elder brothers had no interest in women and devoted themselves wholly to their careers. The Third Prince hadn’t joined the military, so this was a perfect opportunity to perhaps find a wife for him.

During her time in Tea Ridge County, many ladies from noble families in the Capital City had sent her their calling cards. Now that she was back, it would be a good chance to receive them.

Among those ladies, she felt that several had admirable characters, not the type like Murong Man who was deeply scheming.

She thought Miss Chen Zhaorong was quite good; she was straightforward, vengeful when wronged, and would not harbor malice in her heart. She was well-suited for the Third Prince, who was not adept at understanding women’s thoughts.

“Good, Third Brother will definitely come often!”

Fu Han had no idea that his sister was already selecting potential brides for him.

Upon entering the Prince Mansion, Jun Yuyan’s limp was gone. He scooped up Murong Jiu in one motion and strode back to Qiyun Courtyard.

With the treatment of Murong Jiu and Divine Doctor Zhai, Jun Yuyan’s leg was completely healed, but to the outside world, it appeared still untreated.

The Emperor was overly suspicious, and now was the time when hostility arose between the Second Prince and the Third Prince; it was unnecessary to let others know that Jun Yuyan’s leg was healed.

“Why did you suddenly come back?”

Not knowing how he managed, his armor did not chafe her. Murong Jiu comfortably wrapped her arms around his neck and asked softly.

“This morning, the Emperor summoned me to the palace unexpectedly, assigning me to manage the stationed army outside the Capital City. The departure was abrupt; I didn’t leave any word for you. I thought you should know about your father and brothers leaving the capital. I was afraid you’d be crying, so I hurried to see you.”

Murong Jiu smiled and asked, “So, did you find me crying?”

Jun Yuyan looked down at her and shook his head with a chuckle, “Jizhong is not far, and your father and brothers didn’t want you to worry; so, they said it was Jizhong, but actually, they have gone to the Frontier Pass.”

“The Frontier Pass?!”

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