On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Just then, Guo Ao, who was tied up like a dumpling, hopped over and shouted, "Lu Dehao! You little beast, have you got some nerve? You really dare to run wild on my turf!"

Lu Dehao jumped up and kicked him, yelling, "Get the hell out of here!"

Guo Ao lay down stiffly like a dead dog.

"Master!" Lady Mi and her maid screamed in disbelief.

"How dare you hit me! You bunch of traitors, I'm going to report you to His Majesty, I'll exterminate your entire clan!" Guo Ao landed face-first, blood streaming from his nose and mouth, yet he still shouted wildly.

Enraged by his insults, Lu Dehao walked up to him, squatted down, and slapped him twice across the face.

"Slap! Slap!"

After two slaps, Guo Ao's face swelled up at a visible speed, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"You...you still dare to hit me..." Guo Ao was stunned by the beating. He never expected that Lu Dehao, who was usually so quiet and unassuming, would dare to beat up a fourth-rank official of the imperial court!

"I'm going to hit you!" Lu Dehao slapped him again with his backhand. "Today I'm not only going to beat you up, I'm going to ransack your house and sleep with your concubine!"

Having said that, he turned his gaze to Lady Mi, whose face had already turned pale, and said with a lewd expression, "Auntie, I see you still have your charm, why don't we give it a try? I'm sure I'm much better than Lord Guo!"

As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards Lady Mi.

Guo Ao's eyes were bloodshot: "You little brat, how dare you!"

"Hahaha, just you wait and see if I dare!" After saying that, Lu Dehao actually pinched Madam Mi's cheek.

"Ah! Get away! You lecherous scoundrel!" Lady Mi screamed and struggled, but Lu Dehao grabbed her waist.

"Auntie, don't worry, I'm not interested in you. But if you keep yelling, I'll have someone sew your mouth shut." Lu Dehao's face suddenly turned cold. "Come on, tie this woman up too, and gag her."

"yes!"

Immediately, a servant stepped forward, tied Lady Mi up tightly with a rope, and gagged her with a rag.

Seeing his wife humiliated, Guo Ao's eyes turned bloodshot with rage, and he struggled desperately, shouting, "Lu Dehao! I'll curse your ancestors! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

"Don't worry, you won't have a chance to become a ghost." Lu Dehao sneered, ignoring the couple, and ordered his servants again, "Search everything thoroughly! Not just the goods, tie up all the women in this mansion! Don't miss a single one! Take them back to the Prince's mansion tonight, let the Prince have some fun!"

"yes!"

Fifty retainers were assigned to arrest people.

In an instant, the entire Vice Minister's residence was thrown into complete chaos.

The screams of women, the cries of children, the clanging of shattering porcelain, and the futile resistance of servants blended together, echoing through the sky.

In the backyard of the Guo mansion lived Guo Ao's six concubines. These women were used to a life of luxury, spending their days vying for favors, drinking tea and watching operas. They had never seen anything like this before. When several burly men in black, wielding steel knives, kicked open the door and rushed in, they were all terrified, huddled together, trembling with fear.

"What...what are you going to do?" Aunt Liu, who was usually the most favored concubine, asked in a trembling voice, mustering her courage.

The leading retainer grinned, "Ladies, please be patient. We are here on the Prince's orders to invite you to the Prince's residence!"

"What?"

Without waiting for their agreement, the servant stepped forward and dragged the delicate concubines out one by one from under the daybed and table, like catching chicks.

"Ah! You bunch of rude lackeys!"

"Don't touch me! My clothes!"

"Help! Master, help me!"

"You despicable lecher, where are you touching me!"

"Let me go, sir!!" The concubines struggled and cried desperately, but to no avail. They were quickly tied up with ropes, gagged with strips of cloth, and dragged out by the servants like a string of rice dumplings.

On the other side, Guo Ao's widowed sister, Guo Fu, was chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha in her small courtyard.

Her husband died young, and she had no children, so she could not follow the custom of "following the son after the husband's death" and could only follow the custom of "following the brother after the husband's death".

Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a bang, and several retainers rushed in.

Guo Fu was startled, and the prayer beads in her hand fell to the ground: "Amitabha, gentlemen, why do you trespass on this humble nun's place of meditation?"

She tried to remain calm and clasped her hands together.

The servant said very politely, "This humble servant has disturbed you, Madam. Please forgive me. I am acting on the orders of the Prince to invite you to the Prince's residence for a chat."

"The Prince's Mansion?" It is said that there is much gossip around a widow's door. Since returning to the Guo family, she has never left the house.

But this person in front of me actually wants me to go to the Prince's mansion by myself? What will happen to my reputation then?

"No, this humble nun will not go."

"Then I have no choice but to offend you." After saying that, the retainers rushed forward and tied her up in just a few seconds, without giving her any chance to struggle.

"What are you doing! Let me go!"

"Brother! Help me!"

Guo Ao couldn't hear it at all.

The most unlucky people in the Guo family today are the female relatives who came to visit.

Guo Ao's sister-in-law and sister-in-law, who are Lady Mi's two sisters, happened to come over today to have tea and chat about gossip with her sister.

There were also two other officials' wives, who were also friends of Lady Mi. They were chatting and gossiping in the side hall about makeup and dressing up when suddenly someone barged in.

"Bang!"

"Ladies, His Highness has ordered that you come to the Prince's residence to rest."

The women looked at each other, and finally one of them spoke.

"presumptuous!"

"Who are you? Do you know who we are?"

"My husband is a councilor in the Ministry of Justice!"

"Let me tell you, if you dare lay a finger on one of our heads, I'll have my master throw you all in jail!"

These officials' wives were used to throwing their weight around, and they immediately put on an air of authority, trying to scare away these uninvited guests.

Unfortunately, they miscalculated.

The retainers of the Prince's mansion only carry out Lin Yi's orders and never care who the other party is.

"Then I'll have to offend you."

"what!"

"What are you doing!"

"Indecent assault!"

The head retainer kicked over the tea table, tied them up, and took them into the courtyard to join the Guo family's female relatives.

A large group of women were kneeling on the open ground in the courtyard.

Guo Ao's legal wife, Lady Mi, had six beautiful concubines, his widowed sister Guo Fu, three unmarried daughters, and a few unfortunate tea companions, making a total of more than a dozen people.

They were all disheveled, their hair in disarray, but none of them were afraid; their eyes were filled with resentment towards the retainers.

As someone in a superior position, he was in no way inferior in terms of presence.

Lu Dehao walked back and forth in front of them with his hands behind his back, like a general inspecting troops, making "tsk tsk" sounds of admiration.

"Not bad, not bad, Lord Guo is truly blessed with ladies. Old and young, fat and thin, plump and slender, you name it. I just wonder what it's like to be your widowed sister, hehehe..." His gaze swept over Guo Fu's body without restraint, as if he could see through her clothes to her flesh.

Guo Fu was filled with shame and indignation, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

Guo Ao, who was tied up to the side, was furious when he saw his women being humiliated like this. He made a "hoarse" sound in his throat, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Lu Dehao...you'll die a horrible death..."

Lu Dehao ignored him completely. After admiring his "spoils of war," he began to direct his men to count the confiscated valuables.

Boxes, one after another, were carried out of the mansion. Gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, silks and satins—a dazzling array.

However, as Lu Dehao looked at the mountain of treasure before him, his brows gradually furrowed.

Not right.

Too little.

Guo Ao has been in the Ministry of Justice for so many years, and the amount of money he has made is definitely more than what is shown in front of him.

He squinted, walked to an open box, picked up a gold ingot and weighed it in his hand, then looked at the jewelry and jade artifacts.

The quality was good, but the quantity was far less than he had expected.

It is said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and you shouldn't put all your eggs in one basket.

It seems that old rascal Guo Ao has probably hidden most of his family fortune.

Ha, that's quite cautious.

It's a pity I'm here to raid homes, unlike other officials who just go through the motions.

Thinking of this, Lu Dehao smiled coldly, walked up to Guo Ao, squatted down, and patted his face, which was swollen like a pig's head.

"Lord Guo, you are not being honest."