ebookland Chapter 295 Abuse of Power
Chapter 295 Abuse of Power
In the prison.
The Duke of Wen and his wife were facing each other in their prison cells.
The moment Duke Wen entered and saw Madam Wen, his face contorted with rage. He roared and ran toward her, reaching through the railings and tearing at her hair.
"Bitch! Bitch!"
He roared, his voice hoarse.
Lady Wen cried out in pain, desperately trying to break free from Duke Wen's grasp.
Fortunately, the jailers arrived at that moment and quickly took Duke Wen away.
"He's already in the dungeon, yet he's still so arrogant!" Several jailers disliked Duke Wen and gave him a severe beating when they brought him in.
Duke Wen screamed incessantly, but the jailers did not stop.
Entering the Heavenly Prison is like stepping halfway into the gates of hell.
Even the most distinguished person will find it difficult to turn their life around once they enter this place.
They beat and cursed Duke Wen without restraint. Duke Wen was beaten black and blue, cursing as he did so, but what he got in return was an even more brutal beating.
Finally, Duke Wen was so frightened that he dared not say another word and was stammering as he was sent to prison.
His cell faced Madam Wen's, and as soon as he entered, he saw Madam Wen sneering at him.
"You slut! You poisonous woman!"
He cursed Madam Wen, his eyes filled with venomous hatred for her.
To this, Madam Wen simply scoffed.
"Do you still think you're the Duke of Wen?" Madam Wen called him by his full name for the first time. "Wen Shiliang, you're already a despised prisoner. The news of your poisoning of your wife has already spread throughout the capital. Before long, even the small towns on the border will probably hear about your deeds."
"Your prized title will be handed over to someone else."
At this point, Madam Wen felt a sense of satisfaction.
Upon hearing this, Duke Wen's face turned ugly. He stared at Madam Wen for a long while before sneering, "I am despised by everyone, and how much better off are you?"
"Zhang Rongrong, you are also a despicable person who is scorned by everyone. Your daughter will be just like you, hated by people. Do you think that by going to great lengths to keep her alive, she will have a better life?"
"When she's being scorned by everyone, won't she resent you, her mother?" Duke Wen's laughter grew louder. "Do you really trust Wen Shuyao so much? You and I poisoned her mother together! She hates us to the core, would she really protect your daughter's life?"
Ever since Duke Wen learned of Wen Yitong's true identity, he has hated the mother and daughter to the core. He no longer regards Wen Yitong as his daughter, but as his disgrace.
Madam Wen's expression gradually turned pale, but she managed to suppress her inner panic and spat at Duke Wen in front of him: "So what? With her, Tong'er can at least keep her life, but without her, Tong'er and I... really have no way to survive."
"As for you..." Madam Wen sneered, "Even if Wen Shuyao doesn't come looking for me, I will find a way to kill you."
"I have suffered countless injustices over the years, all for this day," Madam Wen said, each word distinct. "If you had treated me with sincerity, that would have been fine, but you have repeatedly taken concubines, and for your own future, you have handed over everything that belonged to my Tong'er to Wen Shuyao!"
Madam Wen's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "This excellent marriage should have been mine, Tong'er's!"
"You gave up this marriage to Wen Shuyao! In the end, isn't your current predicament precisely because you sent Wen Shuyao to become the Princess Consort of Jing? If she hadn't become the Princess Consort of Jing, how could she have dealt with you?"
"You handed the sword meant for yourself to Wen Shuyao!" Madam Wen shouted hoarsely. "I did nothing wrong! I am a selfish person by nature, and I would do anything for Tong'er!"
Duke Wen was so angry at Madam Wen's few words that he trembled all over. He pointed at Madam Wen, his eyes filled with hatred: "Isn't this all caused by your good daughter!"
"In the end, it's all your fault!" Duke Wen glared fiercely at Madam Wen. "You've ruined me, and you're going to die anyway! Your good daughter won't live much longer either."
Madam Wen hated Duke Wen so much that she made so many sacrifices so that Wen Yitong could live a good life.
So she gritted her teeth and said, "I will definitely make sure Tong'er lives! As for you..."
"Your death will just be a blessing for my Tong'er!" Madam Wen said, enunciating each word clearly. Then she gave Duke Wen a cold look and said, "You'd better stay here quietly and avoid suffering any more pain."
Duke Wen was furious and was about to yell at Lady Wen, but at that moment, the jailer walked in again. Duke Wen was afraid of being beaten and quickly lowered his head.
However, the guards' expressions were extremely obsequious, and Duke Wen sensed something was wrong. He looked behind them and discovered that it was General Chu and his wife.
His heart skipped a beat, and in Old Madam Chu's hand was a porcelain bottle.
The porcelain bottle has a red seal with a few words faintly visible on it.
Duke Wen was uneasy and was about to speak when he saw General Chu raise his hand. Several jailers immediately stepped forward and opened the cell door in front of Duke Wen.
"What do you want to do? Are you going to resort to vigilante justice?"
Upon hearing this, Old Madam Chu sneered: "We are merely giving them a taste of their own medicine."
"A single red flower." Old Madam Chu placed the porcelain bottle in front of Duke Wen and shook it. "Does it look familiar? This is what you fed to Wanqing back then."
"Today, I will feed you this thread of red, so that you may taste the torment that Wanqing suffered back then,"
Old Madam Chu spoke slowly and deliberately, but every word she uttered filled Duke Wen with immense fear.
Duke Wen watched helplessly as the poison marked with a red line was fed to his lips. He struggled desperately, his heart filled with fear and unease. This time, he finally felt that his death was imminent.
"No!" Duke Wen shouted hoarsely, but the jailers had been in the prison for many years, so how could they be frightened by his words?
Therefore, the jailer did not hesitate to stuff the poison into the mouth of the Duke of Wen.
After swallowing the poison, Duke Wen's face turned completely ashen. He clutched his throat in agony, trying to vomit the poison, but once it was in his throat, he could no longer expel it.
Seeing his appearance, Madam Wen closed her eyes.
Mrs. Wen knew that she would be next.
She knew better than anyone the importance of the first line of red.
The current miserable state of Duke Wen will also be her fate.
She watched all of this numbly, her heart no longer stirred by any emotion.
"This is an abuse of power! Even if you want to punish me, you should do so according to the law!" Duke Wen shouted, his eyes bloodshot. "Does His Majesty intend to allow you to do this?"