The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Perhaps Zhu Yu's ability improvement had reached a bottleneck, and apart from causing trouble for the monster at the city gate, Zhu Zheng did not continue to cause trouble for Deng Shentong.

In Blizzard City, we had a rare period of peace.

Zhu Yunque hadn't seen Deng Shentong for a while. However, she didn't know Zhu Zheng's specific plan, and just thought that she was still in contact with Deng Shentong as usual.

She is a very determined person. Even though she knows the consequences will be a cold shoulder, she will still keep trying.

Upon learning that Deng Shentong had returned to Deng Garden, she prepared a basket of pastries like an ordinary loving couple and walked towards Deng Shentong's yard.

No wonder she dressed up in this cold weather and stepped into Deng Shentong's courtyard in a graceful manner.

At this time, Deng Shentong should have just woken up from a nap.

Zhu Yunque's reasons were well prepared. She came to apologize for the last assassination incident and wanted to reconcile with Deng Shentong.

However, when she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she did not see the maid who was supposed to stop her. Where had all these servants gone?

Deng Shentong was surprised to find the yard so quiet. Zhu Yunque looked around but didn't see a single person.

But her information couldn't be wrong. Deng Shentong had not gone out and should still be in the room.

Although Zhu Yunque was confused, since no one was stopping him, that was even better and there was no need to report it.

She walked into the house. The empty living room was deserted. It seemed that Deng Shentong was still in the bedroom.

Relying on his memory, Zhu Yunque groped his way towards Deng Shentong's bedroom.

It is said that people's will is weakest when they just wake up. Maybe she can take this opportunity to get closer to Deng Shentong.

As she was thinking this, she had already walked to the bedroom door, but she faintly heard voices coming from inside.

I couldn't hear clearly through the thick wooden door, but I could vaguely hear a man saying something.

It seems like locking the door or something.

Deng Shentong is in the room?

Zhu Yunque smiled happily. She knocked on the door out of politeness and said softly, "Mr. Deng, are you still resting? I have something to say."

There was a sudden flurry of noise in the room. After a while, the person inside still didn't speak, and it seemed that he didn't want to respond to her.

"Mr. Deng?"

Zhu Yunque was a little puzzled. Was Deng Shentong in a bad mood?

"what?"

She noticed that the door was not locked tightly, so she decided to go in first.

"The door is not locked...so I can come in?"

Zhu Yunque put his hand on the handle of the door lock and was about to turn it when he heard a voice stopping him.

"and many more!"

The people in the room seemed to panic in an instant, and their voices rose octaves. Zhu Yunque now realized that it was indeed Deng Shentong who was speaking.

Zhu Yunque paused, a little puzzled, but still stopped opening the door. "What's wrong, Mr. Deng?" she asked tentatively.

However, there was no response from the room, only a rustling sound.

Zhu Yunque couldn't help but become more curious. She muttered to herself: What is going on? Why didn't Deng Shentong let her in? Is there some secret in there?

Just as Zhu Yunque was thinking, she suddenly heard Deng Shentong in the room seeming to be scolding something in a low voice.

Zhu Yunque was shocked. It turned out that there was someone else in the room!

She suddenly felt that things were becoming more and more confusing, and at this moment, there seemed to be a huge mystery hidden behind the locked door.

The people in the house seemed to be talking about something again, and then there was a more violent noise, as if two people were fighting inside.

"Miss Zhu, let's talk tomorrow. I have something to do now."

Deng Shentong's voice came from inside the door. He seemed to be trying hard to remain calm, but he could not hide his panic.

"boom!"

As soon as Deng Shentong finished speaking, there was another muffled sound from inside the room, as if something had hit the bed heavily.

Zhu Yunque frowned, and she became even more curious. She kept insisting, "But... I'm afraid it will be too late tomorrow. When will you finish your work? I'll come back to see you later."

There was silence in the room for a while, and then a voice said, "Miss Zhu, why don't you tell me what's going on? Otherwise, just talk outside the door."

The voice was not clear, and she was not sure whether it was Deng Shentong, but it was indeed a man's voice.

Zhu Yunque hesitated for a while and said, "Okay."

Anyway, as long as the message is conveyed, since Deng Shentong is busy, she will not go in to disturb him so as not to annoy him.

She paused, then lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Deng, I apologize for the assassin incident. I was impulsive..."

As he spoke, Zhu Yunque pretended to feel wronged:

"You also know that in the past year since we got married, the servants in our house have never looked down on me. I'm just jealous, jealous that Zhang can stay by your side... It's all because I care about you too much!"

"I know I was wrong. Please forgive me for the fact that we are husband and wife." There was a hint of pleading in Zhu Yunque's tone.

"I will never do this again, I promise! As long as you forgive me, I am willing to do anything..."

After saying that, she quietly waited for the other party's reaction.

The room was so quiet that Zhu Yunque could even hear her own heartbeat.

She bit her lip, and just as she was hesitating whether to continue speaking, there was suddenly a noisy sound from inside the house, and it sounded like the people inside were in a fierce fight again.

This noise was louder than before, and even the bed frame began to creak.

And in the midst of this chaos, she could vaguely hear a man's low and painful breathing.

What exactly happened?

Why was there a fight in the house? Who was the man who was gasping in pain? A series of questions troubled her and made her feel at a loss.

Then, she heard a faint whisper, as if Deng Shentong was begging for mercy from someone: "...No more...Stop..."

Deng Shentong couldn't beat that guy? Who on earth is this guy?

But since he was her nominal husband, Zhu Yunque decided to help him and emphasized, "Mr. Deng! What do you think of this?"

"Well... go on, I won't comment yet... ah..."

Deng Shentong's voice came again intermittently with gasps, but the war in the house seemed to have reached a fever pitch, and he sounded very painful.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be the sound of slapping in the house. The fighting became more intense, the breathing became heavier, and Deng Shentong even began to make slight moans.

Deng Shentong is Ipsilon, who could beat him like this?

Before Zhu Yunque could react, a crisp slap sounded, and then Deng Shentong couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

She waited anxiously at the door, but didn't dare to rush in. She hesitated and asked loudly, "Mr. Deng, are you okay? Do you want me to call a doctor?"

"No, no need!"

Deng Shentong hastily refused, but before he could finish his words, they turned into uncomfortable gasps: "... um... ah!"

"Deng Shentong, are you okay?"

Zhu Yunque became more and more worried. She gritted her teeth, reached out to grasp the door handle, and prepared to push the door open.

However, just as her hand was about to touch the door handle, Deng Shentong struggled to speak again:

"No, it's okay. Just tell me...ah..."

This time, Deng Shentong seemed to be in extreme pain and actually let out a fragile cry.

Zhu Yunque froze in an instant. Her heartbeat quickened rapidly, and an inexplicable fear surged into her heart.

Where has she seen such a battle?

In her mind, Deng Shentong is already the most powerful person. Who could beat him so badly?

The noise in the room continued, even more intense than before. The sound of slapping kept coming. Could it be that the man was holding Deng Shentong and slapping him?

From time to time, the low threatening voice of another man and Deng Shentong's groans and cries could be heard.

Zhu Yunque was extremely anxious, watching her nominal husband being abused in the house, but she was just a weak woman and could do nothing.

She was so nervous that she unconsciously clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms, causing waves of stinging pain.

At this moment, her heart was like a turbulent sea, with all kinds of emotions intertwined together: worry, fear, doubt... countless question marks flooded into her mind, making it impossible for her to calm down.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of an object hitting the wall in the room, and then everything returned to silence.

Zhu Yunque's heart almost stopped beating. She widened her eyes and pressed against the door, trying to hear any sound from inside.

A few seconds later, Deng Shentong's voice was heard again, this time even weaker, begging for mercy from the man in vain: "Slow down, slow down...ah ah..."

Ask the other party to hit slower? Has it come to this?

Zhu Yunque was shocked, fearing that the person inside would jump out and beat him up.

She didn't dare to listen any further, and hurriedly grabbed the hem of her skirt and trotted out of Deng Shentong's yard to seek Zhu Zheng's protection.