Although Hu Xuan'er endured hardship in the temple on the mountain for a period of time, she was not made for hardship at all, and she had no strength in her hands.
How could she break free from Wang Ziyuan who was holding her tightly with his dead hand?
She could only shout desperately : "Help, help" "You shouted for help, I dared to report it to the police if you shouted for help, you stole so much money from my house and ran away, you thought that was the end of it."
When Wang Ziyuan heard Hu Xuan'er shouting like this, he felt even more hateful, and he also shouted.
On the streets of the busy city, there were many people watching the excitement, especially when they heard Wang Ziyuan shouting like this, his eyes were full of gossip.
Residents who have lived here all year round all know that Wang Ziyuan moved here later, but the temperament of a person cannot be erased immediately, especially when Wang Ziyuan is drunk and often yells and curses, which makes many people hate him.
The story is familiar to everyone, especially in the capital, where the story of Wang Ziyuan's previous trouble has been spread.
So at this time Wang Ziyuan yelled bitterly, but no one doubted the authenticity of his words.
After all, there were some things in the past to compare with.
Hu Xuan'er was pulled by the downtrodden Wang Ziyuan.
She was anxious and afraid, but she didn't recognize him for a moment.
She just shouted: "You dare to pull me, I, I am a lady from the official family, I am Wang Ziyuan's sister."
When he shouted the words, the people around him burst into laughter.
After Wang Ziyuan moved here, no one knew who Wang Ziyuan was when he was drunk.
At this time, Hu Xuan'er shouted out like this, which confirmed her relationship with Wang Ziyuan.
"It's rare that you still remember me."
Wang Ziyuan turned to look at Hu Xuan'er, his scarlet eyes burning with hatred.
Because of this turning back and looking at each other, Hu Xuaner recognized Wang Ziyuan.
She was a little frightened and shouted in disbelief: "Brother Ziyuan, you are brother Ziyuan" Wang Ziyuan sneered, grabbed Hu Xuan'er's hand a little tighter and said, "You probably have nothing to say this time."
Hu Xuan'er knew that she would not be able to fall into Wang Ziyuan's hands, so she lowered her eyes and kept crying, with a look of aggrievedness on her face, but she did not dare to scream anymore, because she knew that she would just call the officials. , then she has to listen to Wang Ziyuan and go home with Wang Ziyuan.
At this time, Hu Xuan'er still held some illusions, thinking that Prince Yuanxu had been hit, but the loss was not that serious.
But when Prince Yuan was really dragged to the place where he lived a few days ago, all her illusions were shattered.
"Brother Ziyuan, why do you live here?"
Hu Xuan'er followed Wang Ziyuan into the narrow and dilapidated small house.
The room was filled with the smell of alcohol and dirty smell.
As soon as she entered, Hu Xuan'er choked and coughed.
"Why, you still dare to be dirty, I don't know who caused it today, it was all your fault."
Wang Ziyuan looked at Hu Xuan'er's reaction, pushed her to the ground, and yelled condescendingly.
"If you hadn't stolen Fu Anqing's dowry, if you hadn't escaped with the money, would I be like this?
It's all your fault, it's all your fault, you bitch," Wang Ziyuanbu said These were okay, but when he thought of these, the hatred in his heart surged, and he punched and kicked Hu Xuan'er.
Hu Xuan'er struggled at first, but in the end she couldn't withstand the strength of Wang Ziyuan.
In the end, she was beaten and could only huddle in one place, desperately protecting her face, because Hu Xuan'er knew that the most valuable thing about her now was probably her face.
Finally, Wang Ziyuan was tired of beating.
He slumped down on the chair and rolled his eyes as he watched Hu Xuan'er curled up in a ball.
He found a thick rope and tied Hu Xuan'er's hands, and then tied another piece to On his own wrist, he fell down and began to fall asleep. tgt ttrgt: