Wu Mazi brought someone over, and what he saw was Hu Xuan'er looking like this.
When she saw Wu Mazi, Hu Xuan'er's eyes lit up, and she looked at Wu Mazi with some hope.
"Master, Master, Master, please help me."
Hu Xuan'er's voice was hoarse and no longer as sweet as before.
She pulled on Wu Mazi's trouser legs and begged desperately.
The more she begged, the more Wang Ziyuan looked at her.
The more vicious it becomes.
Wu Mazi knelt down, patted Hu Xuan'er's cheek with his hand, and said with an evil smile: "Why, now I think of you, don't worry, I'm here to care for you."
"When Prince Yuan originally arrived, you should pay the interest.
However, Xuan'er and I have slept together in the same bed.
If you go out and watch, as long as I am happy, your interest will be waived this time."
Wu Mazi looked back at Wang Ziyuan, touched Hu Xuan'er's face with his hand, and said contemptuously.
"Master, master, thank you, master."
Wang Ziyuan wanted to refuse, but looking at the ferocious Wu Mazi and those Wu Mazi's men who were extremely ruthless, he swallowed the words in his mouth, and he tried again and was dragged out the door.
The feeling of going away, but this time he was not as desperate as before, but looked blank with a little hatred on his face.
After Wu Mazi vented his anger, he walked away with his men contentedly.
Wang Ziyuan entered his small shabby house.
Without saying a word, he raised his fists and beat Hu Xuan'er violently: "I asked you to be unruly, I asked you to sell, I Let you sell it” Hu Xuan'er had been tortured over and over again by Wu Mazi in various humiliating ways without mercy.
Now she had regained her breath.
After another round of beatings, she almost lost her breath.
She pulled on the thin layer of worn-out clothes.
The quilt, my fingers are torn The next day, the armored guard came to see Hu Xuan'er as An Qing had ordered.
He gave the prince yuan of silver and took Hu Xuan'er to an inn.
He sent her back more than two hours later.
There, the armored guard bandaged Hu Xuan'er's wounds and gave her a change of clothes.
When Hu Xuan'er thought she might be rescued, he told her apologetically that there were rules in the family and they could not marry an unruly woman, that is, the concubine.
Not good either Hu Xuan'er just cried after hearing what the armored guard said.
She felt that she was harmed by Wang Ziyuan.
If it weren't for Wang Ziyuan, she would have a good life and meet a good person.
Desperate people, especially selfish people like Hu Xuan'er, will always find various excuses for themselves to tell themselves that they are not wrong and that others have harmed them.
Under this suggestion, Hu Xuan'er's hatred for Wang Ziyuan grew day by day.
After Wang Ziyuan took the armored guard's money, it was like opening Pandora's box.
He began to use Hu Xuan'er to make money.
Wang Ziyuan still beat Hu Xuan'er, but he started to beat Hu Xuan'er skillfully.
He hit those places that could easily cause misunderstanding.
He didn't touch the face.
Then he led some people who he thought had some money or wine.
The man he drank came to the house Hu Xuan'er has become Wang Ziyuan's money-making machine.
The ones that smell good and smell, as well as fish sellers and wine sellers, as long as Wang Ziyuan thinks the price is enough, they will all get the opportunity to get close to Hu Xuan'er.
Once or twice, under An Qing's arrangement, the armored guard went there for the fifth time and did not go again.
Hu Xuan'er felt that it was all Wang Ziyuan's fault because he had made her lose the only sunshine in her life. , the hatred is fermenting more and more intensely One late night, Wang Ziyuan drank enough wine and fell asleep with a wine jar in his arms.
Hu Xuan'er, holding the short knife she had taken from a pig butcher, approached Wang Ziyuan little by little and slashed.
The blood sprayed directly on her face, and she excitedly showed a bright smile that she hadn't seen in a long time. tgt ttrgt: