The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Chapter 393: Being beaten half to death at the doorstep

A man dressed in cloth called the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang "Madam" in front of the Marquis of Xingchang's Mansion.

This is a surprising thing.

Not to mention, the man shouted loudly on purpose.

At that moment, it attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Many people stopped and looked at the man in plain clothes.

The driver also noticed the gazes around him.

At that moment, he even drove the man in plain clothes away: "Where did you get this fool? Whose wife are you calling? The one in our carriage is the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang! If you want to find your own wife, go to your own home!"

"It is the lady in the carriage that I am looking for! She is my lady!"

The man looked up at the driver with a hint of intimidation in his eyes.

This made the coachman hesitate to lower his whip.

He just said awkwardly, "You are so funny! Everyone knows that the Marquis of our Xingchang Marquisate has been dead for a long time. Are you here to pretend to be dead? Hurry up and get up."

Jiang Wanqing, who was in the carriage, heard the sound and felt something was wrong.

Then he glanced at Mo Yu in the carriage.

Mo Yu lifted a corner of the carriage curtain and just took a look.

He immediately lowered the curtain and said to Jiang Wanqing, "Madam, it's Zhou Zigu! He looks like he has a lame leg."

Jiang Wanqing raised his eyebrows: "He finally went home. However, Shui Yun was not good at doing things, so he had a lame leg. How about this, Mo Yu, you go down and break his other leg as well."

Mo Yu heard this, nodded, and got off the carriage immediately.

Zhou Zigu saw a man walking out of the carriage and was about to explain, but when he saw the man's face, he felt a little disappointed.

That person is not Jiang Wanqing.

Mo Yu stood on the carriage and looked down at Zhou Zigu: "Fool, if you don't leave, don't blame me for being merciless if you keep talking nonsense."

Zhou Zigu's face darkened in an instant.

He snorted softly: "I'm telling you, let Jiang Wanqing get off the carriage quickly, I'm..."

Before Zhou Zigu could finish his words, Mo Yu snatched the whip from the coachman's hand and jumped off the carriage.

He swung the whip in his hand and whipped Zhou Zigu so hard that he fell to the ground.

Zhou Zigu was completely unprepared.

Because he had a lame leg, he took the full brunt of the beating.

Zhou Zigu's face became increasingly darker.

With one hand on the ground, he looked up at Mo Yu and shouted, "How dare you! Do you know that I..."

"Bitch! I gave you the chance to leave! But you insisted on staying here and insulting my wife!"

"Everyone knows that my uncle died a long time ago! Where did you come from? How dare you come out and shout like that! I will teach you a lesson!"

Mo Yu interrupted Zhou Zigu.

Zhou Zigu was not given the chance to speak out his words.

He raised the whip in his hand again and swung it towards Zhou Zigu.

Zhou Zigu also reacted and started to dodge.

But after all, he had a lame leg and was no match for Mo Yu.

After a while, Mo Yu seized the opportunity and whipped him to the ground again.

Mo Yu stepped on Zhou Zigu's leg.

He looked down at Zhou Zigu with a threatening look in his eyes: "I think, since you already have a lame leg, I'll just break one of your legs! Since you're a fool, then just stay at home and don't cause trouble for others."

Zhou Zigu felt the pressure on his legs, his back tightened, and he quickly said, "You can't, I'm Zhou..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Zigu exclaimed.

When he came to his senses again, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The pain in his leg bones made Zhou Zigu understand.

His other leg was also broken!

Zhou Zigu's heart sank, and when he looked at the carriage, a hint of hatred appeared in his eyes.

Looking at the provocative look on his face, he was full of murderous intent.

I originally planned to return to the Marquis of Xingchang's Mansion earlier.

But who knew that before coming here, one of his legs was suddenly crippled by a group of assassins.

Now he came to the Marquis of Xingchang's mansion, and one of his legs was crippled in front of his own home.

This made Zhou Zigu feel even more uncomfortable.

Zhou Zigu touched his legs, feeling a chill in his heart.

He supported himself on the ground with both hands and tried to sit up.

But unexpectedly, the next moment, a whip attacked Zhou Zigu again.

Zhou Zigu could only subconsciously cover it with his hands.

There were red marks all over his hands.

Zhou Zigu gnashed his teeth and said, "Stop! I am the Marquis of Xingchang! How dare you do this to me!"

Mo Yu heard it, but did not stop there.

Instead, he swung the whip down a few more times.

"You are such a fool! Everyone knows that the Marquis of Xingchang Mansion died a long time ago! You spoke rudely to my wife first, and now you are speaking rudely to my son-in-law again. You are simply courting death!"

After a while, Zhou Zigu's face was also covered with bruises.

Zhou Zigu was a little furious. He sat on the ground and tried his best to avoid the attack of the whip while shouting: "How dare you! I am Zhou Zigu!"

Soon, a circle of spectators gathered around the carriage.

The passers-by who watched the whole show all pointed at Zhou Zigu lying on the ground and started talking.

"Whose family did this fool come from? He actually said he was Zhou Zigu? Is he crazy?"

"Everyone knows that Zhou Zigu has been dead for more than a year. I'm afraid the grass on his grave must be several meters high, right?"

"Hahaha why don't you say it's the old marquis of Xingchang Marquisate?"

"Now the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang has become a widow at such a young age, and she has a daughter. This man has to come up and say that he is Zhou Zigu. Isn't he just looking for trouble with the Marquise!"

"In my opinion, it would not be excessive to beat such a fool to death."

Just then, the servant at the gate of Marquis Xingchang's mansion saw that the situation at the gate was somewhat out of control, so he hurried towards the mansion.

Jiang Wanqing's voice was heard from the carriage: "Mo Yu, don't beat him to death. For such rude people, just teach them a simple lesson."

"Yes, ma'am."

Mo Yu shouted loudly, then looked at Zhou Zigu and sneered, "My wife is kind, so she spared your life. Next time, even if you want to die, don't come to our Xingchang Marquis's Mansion to seek bad luck!"

Zhou Zigu, who was beaten half to death, endured the pain and glared at Mo Yu.

He glanced at the Marquis of Xingchang's mansion and couldn't help but feel anxious, wondering why his mother hadn't come yet.

When Mo Yu saw Zhou Zigu's unconvinced look, he became even more anxious.

Putting his hands on his hips, he said, "If you don't accept this, I will send you to the government office!"

At this moment, the people around shook their heads at Zhou Zigu.

"He really doesn't know how to live or die. People are willing to let him live, but he still has this expression on his face. Who is he showing this to?"

"It's just that Mrs. Zhou is kind-hearted and doesn't want to bother with such a fool."

"Yes, Madam Zhou is indeed a very good woman, as expected of her being born into the Jiang family. It's just a pity that she became a widow too early."

Zhou Zigu, who was lying on the ground, was so angry when he heard this that he vomited blood.