Chapter 47 You're Not Human!

"Third Young Master!" Yi Shan suddenly rushed in, his face a little pale. "The Duke and Second Master are back and want to see you."

One moment he was red-faced and angry, but at Yi Shan's words, Xu Hengyi's complexion instantly drained of all color. "...Now?"

"Yes."

"Did they ask Xie Jiang to come along?"

"Xie Gongzi wasn't mentioned. They just asked for you immediately."

Xie Gongzi, after all, was an outsider. The Duke and Second Master would surely want to get the full story from you first.

Besides, Xie Gongzi was the savior of the Grand Madam. Did the Duke and Second Master even have the right to question him?

Even if the Marquis of Yongjia and the Grand Princess came to demand an explanation, the Duke and Second Master would still have to mediate.

In short, he didn't know if Xie Gongzi would be alright, but their Third Young Master was definitely going to get a beating.

Yi Shan looked at his Third Young Master with pity.

So miserable, a disaster from the blue!

Xu Hengyi glanced at Xie Jiang, who was sleeping soundly with the quilt wrapped around him. Realizing he couldn't count on him, he walked out as if attending a funeral.

But why should he be the one to be reprimanded and beaten, while this insane bastard Xie Jiang was sleeping soundly on a soft bed!

The next second, Xu Hengyi's voice was heard in the courtyard, shouting in utter despair, "Xie Jiang, you scoundrel, you bastard! You're not human! I'll never rest in peace! I won't spare you even as a ghost!"

Xie Jiang frowned, but soon the courtyard fell silent, and he relaxed again.

After waking up, he happily cooked, and after dinner, feeling bored, he took the extra portion and went to Xu Hengyi's courtyard.

As expected, Xu Hengyi had been beaten and was lying on the couch groaning, dressed only in an inner garment.

"You scoundrel, you dare to come here!"

Seeing Xie Jiang enter, he let out a cry of grief and anger, grabbing the large bolster in front of him and throwing it. However, the pain from his hip injury brought tears to his eyes.

Xie Jiang elegantly and calmly shifted his shoulder, and the bolster fell to the ground without even touching a strand of his hair.

Seeing Xu Hengyi cry out in pain, Xie Jiang's mood improved greatly, his eyes sparkling.

"You're crying quite pitifully. Where are you hurt?"

Xie Jiang knew exactly where he was injured. He stepped forward and patted Xu Hengyi's bruised and bleeding buttocks. Xu Hengyi's screams became so loud that his voice cracked.

"Ahhhhhhh—Xie Jiang, you bastard! Are you doing this on purpose—"

Yi Shan gasped, feeling the pain just by watching Xie Gongzi's ruthless and venomous actions.

"I am a renowned master of ancient times. It is your good fortune for eight lifetimes to have me help you with your injuries. How can you be so ungrateful..." Xie Jiang's cheerful voice was clearly laced with schadenfreude.

"Why are you here! Get out, I don't want to see you—"

Xie Jiang took out a box of ointment and threw it to Yi Shan. "A secret recipe. Apply a thick layer to your young master before sleeping tonight, and by tomorrow morning, he'll be bouncing around again, chasing cats and dogs."

Yi Shan, knowing he should cherish the medicine given by the poison doctor, hesitated. "Our young master has already applied medicine. Will this conflict?"

"No."

It was just a superficial wound, looking scary but nothing more.

Could they really cripple their own child?

It was all just for show, for the Meng family to see, and also for her to see.

Xie Jiang opened the food container layer by layer, taking out the dishes as he spoke, "I'm so good to you. I know you definitely didn't eat well at dinner, so I personally cooked your favorites: Lion's Head, Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs, Boiled Sliced Pork..."

This scoundrel had bad character, but his cooking was undeniable. Hearing that she had cooked herself, Xu Hengyi's saliva flowed uncontrollably. "Don't think a good meal can make me forgive you! At least two, no, this meal doesn't count, you still need to add three more meals!"

Just giving you some leftovers, and you're getting uppity. "It wasn't me who hit you, so why do you need my forgiveness? Eat it if you want, or don't. If you don't eat it, feed it to the dogs..."