Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 354: Dust Settles

Chapter 354: Chapter 354: Dust Settles

The one he held dear had suffered such a torment because of him, he couldn’t possibly let him off the hook.

Shen Wenchen didn’t say much.

If this happened to Nannan, he didn’t know what he would do.

Perhaps he’d react same as himself.

General Residence’s dungeon once held many young women and handsome youths; because of their torment and humiliation in life, and inability to reincarnate in death, the dungeon in the General Residence was always a place with the heaviest gloom.

Not until he and Shen Wenchen took charge of Yan City did the resentment in the dungeon gradually dissipate.

Additionally, upon completion of the mission, the prisoners were transferred to Kyoto. Now there was only Shen Zhong hanging in the massive dungeon, sparing others the need for special oversight.

When Shen Zhong was encountered again, he had long lost the innocence he had in Lihua Village.

Shen Zhong had been severely beaten, and his face was swollen like a pig’s head. His face was a mix of blue and purple, and there was a puddle of staining wetness beneath him, giving off a foul smell.

Hearing someone open the prison door, Shen Zhong slightly opened his eyes, which were swollen like walnuts, but could only catch a vague glimpse of a figure standing in front of him.

He still remembered seeing Shen Zhong when he and Shen Wenchen returned to their hometown.

Shen Zhong was always a bit shy, and though he was naive about romantic feelings at that time, he used to sneak a glance at him often.

He used to see Shen Zhong quite often.

Shen Zhong always wore a coarse cloth gown, sometimes just wore a small coat. He would always greet people with a smile on his face, he was a kind-hearted peasant.

Because later he had to teach the villagers to hunt, Shen Zhong was assigned to his place.

He should be very clear about what sort of person Shen Zhong used to be.

"Who, who are you?" Shen Zhong’s speech was somewhat slurred because two of his teeth had been knocked out.

Sweat mixed with blood pouring down his forehead had blurred his vision. Despite his efforts to see the person clearly, it was futile.

"Shen Zhong."

Shen Zhong was about to speak, but hesitated upon hearing his voice.

His eyes, blurred by blood, were somewhat bewildered. He tried to reach out but was held back by the chain, the pain sobering him.

"You are, Shen?"

As Shen Zhong regained his senses, a bit of anxiety set in his heart.

Now Shen was a general, and Miaomiao had been given to Mr. Liao No. 2. If he found out...

Shen Zhong dared not think any further. Until now, he thought he was caught and brought here because he had gone to the gambling house.

"Shen, please, let me go..." Struggling with the wave in his mind, Shen Zhong hoped Shen would let him go.

"Shen Zhong, do you know why you are here?"

Shen just looked at him quietly, at the peasant who used to call him "Master Shen", and became what he was now.

Driving his wife into prostitution, selling his sister to pay debts.

"I, I just went, went to gamble with silver, I didn’t, didn’t do anything else."

Shen Zhong shook his head in defense of himself.

Mr. Liao went away with Shen Miaomiao long ago. He hadn’t seen him for a couple of days after hanging around in the gambling house. Maybe Mr. Liao is still indulged in his tender paradise. Shen would never know it was his doing.

If that was the case, as long as he insisted, he might be able to save his life.

Shen looked disappointed, just quietly watching him, not saying much.

Shen Zhong’s eyes couldn’t see clearly, but he could feel Shen’s gaze on him, which made him a little at loss for a moment.

"Shen, you just, just let me go! I know, I know you’re a general now, I just went to gamble with silver, nothing, I didn’t do anything else!"

Shen Zhong was hanging by chains, only the tips of his toes touched the ground. Whenever he spoke, his body would involuntarily shake, and he couldn’t stabilize himself. He had to endure the pain of his wrists being rubbed raw to find a posture to steady himself.

"Where’s Miaomiao?"

The words of Shen fell like a feather, but in Shen Zhong’s ears, it seemed like a thunderbolt.

Making his scalp tingle and ache.

"I, I don’t know." Shen Zhong’s voice involuntarily quivered. As his unstable standing pulled the chains tight, a rattling sound filled the dungeon.

"I’ll ask you again, where’s Miaomiao?"

All Shen Zhong could feel was a chill up his spine. After a while, he started stammering: "She, she couldn’t wait for you to come back, she got, got married!"

Shen’s fist clenched tight, his eyes turned red.

But Shen Zhong seemed to find a reason to let himself off.

"She, she’s now eighteen, a girl at this age should get married and not show her face in business. She’s been waiting for you for two years. She knew you’re a general now, she, a country girl, is not suitable for you, so, she wanted to get married.

I know a guy who is also a prominent figure in Yan City, Miaomiao married him a few days ago!

You should, you should forget her!"

The more Shen Zhong spoke, the more confident he became, firmly believing he would escape this predicament.

Girls could be engaged at the age of thirteen and could get married at fifteen.

His sister was already eighteen, who, without any problems, would still not marry at the age of eighteen?

Shen was completely disappointed in him.

He couldn’t imagine how Miaomiao would react when she heard what Shen Zhong had said.

Maybe in the future, Miaomiao would detest him after knowing this incident, but he couldn’t let Shen Zhong remain in this world.

"Now she is someone else’s wife. You’re a general now and even if Miaomiao waited for you, could you let her be the wife of a general?

Although we are peasants, we didn’t want her to become someone’s concubine. It would be better if you let me go early!"

Shen Zhong put on the attitude of an elder brother, but he didn’t notice the long sword now in Shen’s hands, shining coldly.

Gurgling...

In the women’s building, Shen Miaomiao was greeting guests. Suddenly she felt a little strange.

"Sister Shen? What’s wrong with you?"

Miss Zeng became fast friends with Shen Miaomiao and Nanzhi, and at this banquet, she naturally showed more intimacy with Shen Miaomiao.

"No, nothing." The young girl shook her head, picked up a cup of fruit drink with an apologetic face.

"I was lost just now, I’ll punish myself with a drink."

The porcelain cup was filled with cold wine, and as the cold wine touched her lips, the hall burst into laughter.

"Sister Shen is very bold!"

Nanzhi was managing the iced drink shop downstairs, instructing the young girls about the sequence and location of serving dishes and desserts.

Chen Qiulan looked at the guests in the courtyard, feeling a bit emotional.

"Sister, just look at her, how amazing Miaomiao has become!"

She never thought she would leave Stone Village in this lifetime, let alone earn silver.

Not to mention having such an amazing younger sister-in-law.