The strong wind whistled, rubbing Cheng Dong's ears and falling down. The mace almost fell down against Cheng Dong's head. The ears were scratched by the mace and blood dripped.

Cheng Dong felt half of his body tilting downwards and couldn't help screaming. He knew that his shoulder was hit by a mace and his bones were broken.

"Okay! Bitch Song, you are so cruel!"

Cheng Dong cursed in his heart, then fell to the ground, and his scream disappeared, and Cheng Dong's head fainted.

Just after Cheng Dong fainted, two figures came out of the hall. It was Duke Lu's wife and Duke Lu's son Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui looked like his mother, with a long and thin face, not at all similar to Cheng Dong, and looked like a gentle scholar.

But this seemingly gentle guy is actually ruthless. Even if there is no evidence, he dares to attack Cheng Dong.

If Cheng Dong dodged a little just now, the stick would not fall on Cheng Dong's shoulder, but on Cheng Dong's head, killing him directly, saving worries and effort.

"It doesn't look like I know how to be kung fu," said Mrs. Lu.

"It doesn't look like it, but look at his hands carefully." Cheng Hui stepped forward and took his feet to pick up Cheng Dong's left hand, signaling Mrs. Lu to observe carefully.

"What's the point?" Mrs. Lu looked carefully. She was just a woman in the backyard, so she didn't know how to read the tiger's mouth.

However, the middle-aged man holding a mace next to him answered, "Watching the second young master's tiger mouth, he should be a martial arts person who has been practicing martial arts for many years.

But the second young master must have deliberately protected his palms, so the calluses on the tiger's mouth are not as thick as me."

"What Ye Lao said makes sense. His hands have indeed been deliberately protected. The skin on his hands is better than the skin on his face."

Cheng Hui squatted down, touched Cheng Dong's face and back, and came to a conclusion.

"I'm a scheming person. I'll beat him to death if I pull him down." Mrs. Lu was angry when she heard this. The good guy was actually playing tricks under her nose. This scheming son was too scheming.

"Today he wanted to kill Fang Xu in Zuixianlou, but I don't know which prince he wanted to please in this move?" Cheng Hui did not stop him, but instead asked a question lightly.

The concubine's son died. He had to know which prince wanted to use Chengdong to disrupt the Duke Lu's Mansion. No matter who the other party was, he was his enemy. Duke Lu's Mansion could only be inherited by him.

No one can take it away!

"What does it mean? Do you suspect that he is colluding with the prince and trying to take away the title of Duke?"

Mrs. Lu's eyes widened even wider. She looked down at Cheng Dong who was dizzy. She couldn't help but spit out, thinking so beautifully.

"Put it down and try it seriously. I want to see which prince is ambitious." Mrs. Lu immediately changed her mind and knew the master behind her before she was beaten to death.

She didn't want a secret enemy to stare at her side, that was too tactful.

A few servants came over from the side, dragged Cheng Dong away, preparing to serve him with great punishment.

At this moment, the second housekeeper walked in staggeringly, bowed to the wife and the eldest son, followed him to watch the fun, and couldn't even suppress the gloating expression on his face.

When Cheng Dong woke up again, he was already in a dark prison, his body was covered with scars, and the red soldering iron flashed with sparks on the fire.
Chapter completed!