Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 198 Even in Death, He Still Has to Wear a Hat (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Fang Hai knew that the Marquis's mansion was not harmonious.

But how many truly powerful and influential families can truly love and care for each other?

The corruption within is perhaps no less than that of the royal family, rife with deceit, intrigue, and scheming. Living in such a place requires utmost caution at every step; one wrong move can lead to utter ruin. Fang Hai, too, has gradually risen from initial ignorance to where he is today, enduring countless dangers and narrowly escaping death numerous times.

In comparison, the only problem in the Hou family's affairs was the strained relationship between Gao Yang and his mother-in-law, Jiang Miaojun, which was so minor that Fang Hai couldn't even be bothered to deal with it.

Moreover, Gao Yang was very sensible; even though Jiang Miaojun was targeting him at every turn, he still maintained a semblance of harmony.

Fang Hai once thought that his lineage could maintain this harmony forever, but who would have thought that Jiang Miaojun was not only stupid, but also ambitious. Such a person is absolutely the worst. Because Princess Gaoyang had not been able to give birth to a son or daughter, Jiang Miaojun seized the opportunity and sent her niece from her maternal family to Fang Jun as his concubine.

If that were all, Fang Hai could tolerate it.

But this guy still wants to elevate his niece to the status of a concubine.

Just kidding, how could a royal princess be allowed to have a concubine when she marries into the royal family?

This big-breasted, brainless idiot thought the emperor could do whatever he wanted just because he relied on the Fang family, but little did she know that because of the long-standing bond between the Fang family and the royal family, they were already in the same boat.

At this point, even if one wanted to cut the rope and switch sides, it would be impossible. Once the cooperation collapses, the Yang family, Bailu Academy, and Xilin Academy might temporarily spare the royal family, since the emperor is nominally the ruler of the world, and killing him directly would be unseemly.

However, they will absolutely pounce on the Fang family without hesitation, like a gluttonous beast, and devour them completely.

In other words, while the royal family relied on the Fang family, the Fang family also relied on the royal family.

Therefore, as soon as Jiang Miaojun raised this idea, he and her father Fang De immediately suppressed it, telling Jiang Miaojun directly that there was absolutely no such possibility.

As long as she is alive, Princess Gaoyang will always be Fang Jun's wife, and that will never change no matter what happens.

I thought Jiang Miaojun would stop there, but who would have thought that she would actually want to get rid of Gao Yang? Does this fool think that without Gao Yang, his stupid niece can take over?

This is the Fang family home, not the Jiang family home.

It's not your place, a woman who married into the Jiang family, to make decisions.

Even so, Fang Hai only thought that it might be his maid or even Jiang's foolish niece who was stirring things up, but then the guard brought Song Yan's message.

Song Zhe and Yang Ming have been in Songzhou Prefecture in the past few days.

Yang Ming.

Upon hearing the name, Fang Hai couldn't help but shudder, a bad feeling creeping over him.

Yang Ming is a notorious womanizer in the Eastern Imperial City. He has no interest in women his own age, younger women, or unmarried women; he specifically targets other men's wives, especially newlywed women, who are most likely to pique Yang Ming's interest. It's said that this guy even keeps a group of henchmen who roam the city and its outskirts, tasked with finding out which families are getting married, their identities, and whether they're someone to mess with.

If it were an ordinary family, they would visit the next day.

You read that right, it's the next day.

He has little interest in women who haven't consummated their marriage.

Because Yang Ming mostly targeted ordinary families, and because of his noble status, he would often leave behind several hundred taels of silver afterward, so most of the families who were insulted could only grit their teeth and accept it.

This reputation is quite resounding.

Fang Hai had previously lived in Dongling and was familiar with Yang Ming. Yang Ming's distinctive features included his hooked nose and a mole at the corner of his eyebrow.

As for Song Zhe, he was also a prodigy of the Song family, and he was present during the previous wave of disaster victims.

To most people, Song Zhe was a refined gentleman, elegant and dashing.

A distinctive baby face is also very appealing to women.

Fang Hai knew that this man was cunning, treacherous, and even more dangerous than Yang Ming.

Fang Hai couldn't be sure if Song Zhe and Yang Ming were the ones who instigated Jiang Miaojun. Originally, they just wanted to trick Jiang Miaojun, but who would have thought that at this moment, Jiang Miaojun was in extreme pain because she had lost her son, and she had been slapped twice by Fang Hai. She was probably also worried that her secret would be discovered. In her great fear, she was a little out of her mind and blurted out an explanation.

However, this explanation is nothing short of a blatant attempt to cover up the truth.

Have tea?

Where is it wrong to drink tea? The living room, the gazebo, there are so many places you can't drink it, why do you have to come to the mistress's bedroom to drink it?

And he even wants to crawl under the bed?

Drinking tea? What are you doing in bed? Who in their right mind would drink tea in bed?

Damn it, damn it, damn it...

Fang Hai trembled uncontrollably. His already frightening face now resembled that of a vengeful ghost, especially his eyes, which sent chills down Jiang Miaojun's spine. Even if he didn't particularly like Jiang Miaojun, no man could tolerate being cuckolded.

Luo Yuheng's expression was strange. Who would have thought he would hear such explosive content? For a moment, his eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at Jiang Miaojun.

Bah, shameless woman.

He's over forty and still messing around.

If this news gets out, the Fang family will likely become a laughing stock among powerful clans.

And Yang Ming, he has really heavy tastes, he can even lay a hand on an old woman like that.

Then she quietly took a step back, leaving the stage to Fang Hai.

At this moment, Luo Yuheng was completely at ease. She knew that from now on, the Fang family... or at least Fang Hai, would be locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Yang family, with no other possibility.

From this perspective, perhaps we should thank Yang Ming for solidifying the relationship between the Fang family and the royal family. It's just a pity for Gao Yang... "Master, please believe me..."

On the other side, Jiang Miaojun was still pleading desperately.

Her eyes were wide open in an almost pathological way, bloodshot, and her body trembled uncontrollably as the approaching sea of ​​rooms filled her with unimaginable terror.

"Master, I've served you for so many years, have I ever done anything improper? There's really nothing between him and me..."

Fang Hai let out a slight sigh: "Fool, Jun'er was killed by that person."

Jiang Miaojun was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously retorted: "Impossible, how could such a good person do such a thing? It was Luo Yuheng who killed Jun'er."

"Master, I know you can't forget that vile woman Luo Yuheng, but our children are all dead. How can you do this to Jun'er Ma?"

Such a good person?

Seeing that Jiang Miaojun still showed no sign of repentance, he stopped hesitating and silently reached into his robes. When he pulled it out, he found a white silk ribbon in his hand.

Ever since he strangled his own daughter Fang Lingyue with this white silk ribbon that day, Fang Hai had always kept it close to his chest to remind himself that it was better to get rid of the idiot as soon as possible, otherwise things would go wrong.

However, he never expected that this white silk ribbon would be used so soon.

Seeing what Fang Hai was holding, Jiang Miaojun could no longer help but scream loudly, as if hoping someone would come to save her.

But, it's useless.

She turned to run, but Fang Hai grabbed her hair and dragged her back. Then the white silk ribbon was wrapped around Jiang Miaojun's slender neck.

The next instant, both arms exerted force simultaneously.

The white silk ribbon tightened instantly.

"Uh uh uh uh..."

Strange noises came from Jiang Miaojun's throat, her body began to struggle desperately, her eyes bulged and turned white in waves.

He used so much force that Jiang Miaojun felt like her neck was about to break.

The intense feeling of suffocation brought with it the fear of impending death. She desperately tugged at Fang Hai's arms, her sharp nails leaving bloody scratches. But Fang Hai seemed completely oblivious to the pain, remaining motionless in the same position, his cold expression unchanged.

His eyes simply gazed calmly into the distance, towards the direction of the Eastern Tombs.

It's unclear how much time passed, but Jiang Miaojun's struggles grew weaker and weaker, and even the fingers gripping Fang Hai's arm became increasingly feeble.

Then, his head tilted to the side and drooped down.

His entire body seemed to have lost its support, and he became completely still.

After a long while, Fang Hai finally let go.

He summoned a trusted aide: "Drag the mistress's body to the bedroom, find a place to hang it up, and say that the mistress was so heartbroken by Jun'er's death that she committed suicide."

The confidant didn't say a word, but simply nodded and dragged the body away.

"Your Highness, I'm so sorry you saw something unpleasant." Fang Hai smiled apologetically, seemingly having completely recovered from the grief of his son's death. "I still have some matters to attend to, I really..."

This is when the housing market is at its most terrifying.

Luo Yuheng knew that Fang Hai's revenge was about to begin, but he didn't know how many lives the Yang family was prepared to pay this time.

She nodded and turned to leave. Knowing that the cooperation between the Fang family and the royal family would not be affected was already her greatest gain. All that remained was to find Gao Yang; she needed to see him alive or dead, she couldn't let him disappear without a trace.

After Luo Yuheng left, Fang Hai pursed his lips and headed towards the inner courtyard.

There lived a woman there, Jiang Miaojun's niece, Fang Jun's concubine, Jiang Zhiyun. She had a beautiful name, but just like her aunt, she was stupid.

With descendants all being of this caliber, it's no wonder the Jiang family declined so quickly.

As they walked, Fang Hai sighed. Although the affair between Song Hongtao's wife, Yang Miaoqing, and Song Jincheng was a secret, it couldn't be hidden from some people with ulterior motives.

For example, the previous governor of Songzhou knew everything. That guy had served in Songzhou for over thirty years; nothing could escape his notice. During the handover ceremony, Fang Hai hosted a banquet for him, and the two got completely drunk. Then, the former governor inadvertently revealed the information. At that time, Fang Hai was still mocking Song Hongtao, saying he wasn't a real man, not even aware of being cuckolded so many times.

Who would have thought that I would become Song Hongtao myself?

If he hadn't laughed at Song Hongtao back then, would his situation be any better?
Thinking this, Fang Hai went to the backyard. A woman was playing with a small dog there. Hearing footsteps, she immediately put on a tearful act. Her eyes were red, and she gently stroked her stomach, sobbing, "Waaah, Young Master Jun, you've gone and ended it all, but what are we, a widow and her children, going to do?"

orphan?

Fang Hai's heart skipped a beat.

The next instant, the killing intent in his eyes intensified.

You slut, you slut, you slut.

Jiang Miaojun, that bitch, cheated on me.

Jiang Zhiyun, that bitch, cheated on Jun'er.

Jun'er is already dead, yet he still has to endure such humiliation.

Die, die, die.

All deserve to die!
(End of this chapter)