The Genius Wife of the Pampered King of Hell

The Genius Wife of the Pampered King of Hell
Chapter 18 – The Shame Of Nalan Manor


Hexi placed a hand on the thin shoulder of Nurse Wet Chen, her voice holding a rare trace of tenderness, "Wet Nurse don't be afraid, I can easily find a method to deal with it."


Finished speaking, his cold gaze glared like a tiger watching its prey. His gaze was fixed on the clustered servants, “You all must not forget that after all I am your Master. This kind of offense against your Master, are you not afraid of being punished by the Nalan Manor people?"


“Ha ha ha ha.....” The servants in the room all raised their heads and laughed out loud, their faces full of ridicule and arrogance, “Nalan Manor? He he, I advise you not to indulge in wishful thinking, who does not know you are embarrassing Nalan Manor? You're still alive that's what caused Nalan Manor to lose face. Maybe if you die, Master will be able to be happy!"


Others agree, “True! The master and everyone in the Nalan family all had amazing innate talents, one of which was not the famous young talent in Yan Jing city. Then unfortunately you came out, this trash, to shade Nalan Manor's face. No one even knows if you are really Teacher's biological child or not.”


“Maybe he really is an illegitimate child! Who does not know his mother famously had the appearance of a fox [1], who knows how many random men were tricked by her!"


[1] Fox appearance – Fox spirit is a very productive shape changer, known as hli jin (fox spirit) in China. Although the specificity of the story varies, fox spirits can usually change shape, often in the form of beautiful young women who try to seduce men, either for mere mischief or to eat their bodies or spirits.


Next the main hall was filled with boisterous laughter.


Nurse Wet Chen was so angry that his entire body trembled, resisting the urge to rush over and dragging out the evil servants who produced such an evil tongue with all his might.


But Heci was not angry in the least. Holding Nurse Wet Chen, he vaguely swept his eyes at some people, "Oh, so it could be said that I was secretly sold, his idea came from Nalan Manor?"


In the depths of Nalan Hexi's memories, there was a powerful longing hidden away. The yearning for recognition from Nalan Manor was paired with a child's admiration for Nalan Zhengze. Even throughout his childhood, although he was often bullied by Nalan Feixue, there was not the slightest bit of hatred. Instead, she considered him a sister.


A kind and weak little girl. Even if Nalan Manor had abandoned him, he could still tolerate it.


The servants here did not know clearly about the matter of selling a Hexi like Butler Zhang and Xiao Si, but they knew that something had happened to him. They just don't care.


Each of them felt an unshakable hatred towards Nalan Hexi. They all wished for him to disappear quickly, so that they could leave this remote place and return to Nalan Manor.


Nalan Hexi might hinder their return, but even so they would not dare to act blindly without thinking. She's still Third Miss Nalan Manor. Now that someone in Nalan Manor wanted him dead, they would all be happy to see it happen.


Zhangsan took the dagger from behind his back, and slowly approached Hexi, "Because you do not feel grateful and appreciate the kindness we gave you, instead of returning here to find death, he said, then don't blame us for being cruel."


"Brother, everyone's together!"


Those words had just come out, when the five remaining servants in the room joined him to attack. Zhangsan brandished a dagger that gave off a cold light, while the others gathered their spiritual power in the palm as they charged towards the Hexi.


Hexi sneered, her figure moving slightly as she gently pushed Chen the Wet Nurse who was yelling away from her.


The long whip in his hand decomposed, violently whipping towards the six maids.


"Ah ah ah ah - - - -!" Screams of pain echoed throughout the room, “My hands! My hands!!"


In the blink of an eye, the wrist bones of three people were neatly shattered. Their hands hung helplessly as their palms were mottled with a bright purple and green tint.