"Second Master, don't worry. The little widow has been stunned by the villain and tied tightly. Even if the uncle comes back to life, she won't be able to escape! I will keep her safe today so that Second Master can feel comfortable... Oops!"

In the corridor where dim yellow candle shadows were scattered, the middle-aged man nodded and bowed before he could finish his words. He received a firm slap on the head from the man in the gold and royal blue robe behind him.

"Bad luck! What are you doing with that short-lived thing on such a good day? Do you think my life is too smooth for you, grandpa?" The broken candlelight hit the sharp-mouthed face of the man in brocade robes, making his powdered face look even more greasy and old.

"Don't be upset, Second Master, you're just a little bitch!" The middle-aged man hurriedly admitted his mistake, then carefully opened the carved wooden door, stood at the door and said humbly, "Sir, the eldest lady is inside now, waiting for my blessing! "

"I love hearing this! Lin Xing, Lin Xing, aren't you just waiting for me to be lucky..."

As early as when the door was quietly opened, the beautiful woman on the soft carved bed in the inner room woke up.

The house was pitch dark, with only the mottled moonlight faintly falling through the crocodile gauze on the ice-patterned windows.

Lin Xing suddenly woke up and let out a "huh" sound, her voice hidden in the voice of the man outside the door.

What's going on? Didn't she issue a mission at the Medicine Hall?

In just a moment, the memory was laid out like a scroll, swallowing up her mind bit by bit.

She is the woman who married Zhao Yi Chongxi, the richest man in Yuzhou City - to be precise, she was bought by Zhao Yi. The Lin family owes a huge debt, and her body coincides with the birthday of Chongxi's daughter calculated by the master for Zhao Yi It matched, and the two of them just passed her and hit it off.

Who would have imagined that not long after the wedding, Zhao Yi, who was still a year older than Lin Xing, could not handle it, leaving behind Lin Xing, who had just entered the family and became a little widow, and the one who was only one year younger than Lin Xing. His son Zhao Jie passed away.

The memory came to an abrupt end. The footsteps outside the gauze tent, deliberately soft but quick, were approaching like ghosts. But when Lin Xing came back to her senses, she realized that some bastard who had been stabbed a thousand times had tied up her hands!

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer, she couldn't even break away from the rope in her hand, until the gauze curtain was lifted abruptly...

"Sister-in-law, uncle, I love you so much!"

The second master of the Zhao family suddenly lifted up the water chestnut gauze curtain, and was caught off guard by a pair of misty almond eyes. The bright and moist eyes were like a frightened little rabbit. Such an agile and wonderful person was staring down at the tied man. On the rope tied like a pig in front of him.

In an instant, there seemed to be a loud thunderclap in Mr. Zhao's head, and it exploded with a bang.

As soon as the young widow entered the house, he had thought about it day and night. Only now that he saw such a stunning appearance did he know what it means to die under the peonies, and to be a ghost is also romantic!

Seeing the rope, Zhao Laoer stepped forward and untied it while cursing: "Those idiots! If such a delicate little beauty suffers from physical pain, I can't spare them!"

Lin Xing stared at him to untie the rope without saying a word, her almond-shaped eyes were slightly opened, her red lips that were not even pointed were slightly pale from the bite of her teeth, and her black and pearl-like eyes directly aroused the anger in Mr. Zhao's heart. , rushed towards her like a hungry wolf, muttering "Beauty" in her mouth, rolling her eyes, looking extremely vulgar.

However, as soon as he threw himself on the bed, the beauty suddenly raised her hand, and gently grasped his broad palm with her slender and tender hands. The soft and smooth touch instantly broke his guard, and he couldn't help but groan.

"Ah~ah——"

The servant who was eavesdropping outside the door spat, secretly cursing Zhao Laoer for not being a thing and bullying the new little widow. He cursed and left, completely forgetting who tied Lin Xing here, and didn't even hear the moan that followed.

A muffled scream came.

In the greenhouse, the beauty of the little rabbit who was gentle and gentle a moment ago has now revealed her sharp claws, and her green and white jade fingers are firmly pressing on Zhao Laoer's crotch, with a smile on her pretty face.

"You little bitch, if you don't let go, I'll let someone beat you to death!" Zhao Laoer gasped in pain, but his hand was so painful that he couldn't work hard. "Ah, my arm! I have to kill this little prostitute.

You...ouch!"

"It's not certain who will die first."

In the room shrouded in moonlight, a woman with a sweet voice struck his throat with her jade-like hand, as strong as a spring breeze, but it made him cry out in pain.

Immediately, she lost her foothold, and kicked him on his knees and legs with a move from under her skirt. It was like hammering and chiseling, but when she was blinded by the pain, the rope that was originally tied to Lin Xing's wrists was tied to Zhao Laoer's hands behind her back.

Lin Xing picked up the embroidered shoes on the ground and blew them in his face. Zhao Laoer's face was slapped by two shoe soles, which swelled up visibly to the naked eye. After shaking off two kilograms of powder, a faint shoe mark was left.

"This is Hegu, in charge of women's sunflower water," Lin Xing put down her embroidered shoes and raised her hand to touch the back of his tied hands, her eyes wavered slightly with a serious smile, "It also manages blood cold and stroke."

After she finished speaking, she pressed hard, and the pig's face suddenly turned purple, and then it screamed, "Ah——"

"Yangxi point is responsible for pain and numbness in the hands, as well as pain in the ears, eyes, and teeth."

"Three miles of hand, it doesn't care about toothache, it also cares about..." The woman's voice was soft and soft, her breath was like blue, but it seemed like a devil's whisper lingering in her ears, "Hemiplegia."

Screams came one after another. With a sweet smile on her face, Lin Xing had a trace of undetectable disgust in her eyes. She put on her embroidered shoes and went to clean her hands in the copper basin, and she heard screams in her ears.

"I am the wife of Zhao Yiming. Even if I come from a poor family, I have no reason to let others bully me."

The female voice was like the sound of spring water. After washing her hands, she wiped away the water stains, picked up the extra knot behind Zhao Laoer, and pulled it gently. Zhao Laoer immediately screamed like a pig, but she seemed not to have heard it, step by step.

He immediately walked towards the flower hall of the main hall.

"I know who you want to kill me, but when I meet the old man today, I don't know who will die."

She, Lin Xing, may not die, but Zhao Laoer will certainly have a hard time surviving!

Eight screens on two sides were placed across the Zhongfu Hall, separating the front hall and the back hall, as well as the screams in front.

It wasn't until the boy guarding the door of Zhongfu Hall screamed that the old man with white hair and beard inside glared at him like a knife, turned around at random, and slightly arched his hand towards the young man at hand, "Your Majesty, please."

Wait, let me go and take care of it."

"Excuse me, sir." The handsome man raised his hand, a smile on his face like a bright moonlight, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

Mr. Zhao only regretted that he did not have a granddaughter, otherwise even if he was given a baby, it would not be in vain.

Walking out of the Eight Screens of Rivers, Lakes and Seas, the crutch in Mr. Zhao's hand made a clanging sound, and he scolded with great anger: "You bastard, what's going on? I don't know if there are distinguished guests in your house?"
Chapter completed!