Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 50 Presumptuous!Where did this lowly slave come from, how dare he disrespect me!

"Look at my memory, I almost forgot. There is tremella and lotus seed porridge stewed in the pot for you, Sanmei."

"Did sister cook it herself?"

"Yes."

Murong Hua looked at her tenderly: "Elder Sister, this is the first time cooking for Sanmei, I'll go to the back kitchen to see if it's done, and serve it to Sanmei for you to taste."

"Eldest sister lowered her status so much for me, I feel a little embarrassed."

Murong Wan lowered her head in embarrassment.

Murong Hua looked at her with a smile: "Look at what you said, third sister, after you return to the palace this time, you don't know how long it will be before you come back. I'm afraid that you and my sister will not see each other for a long time. You wait here first, I'll be right back."

After Murong Hua left, Murong Wan simply ate a few more mouthfuls of food.

The taste of the food is moderate, which is very suitable for Murong Wan's appetite.

She has never been picky about food, and she thought it was delicious, so she would inevitably use her chopsticks to eat a few more bites.

Footsteps came from behind her, she just thought that Murong Hua had come back so soon, and she didn't turn her head.

"Elder Sister loves me the most. She knows what I like to eat. These meals are more suitable for my stomach than those I ate in the palace." The rest of the words came to an abrupt end because of a big hand on her shoulder.

Following the big black hand, Murong Wan's gaze slowly moved upwards, and when it moved to the man's sloppy face, it changed color.

The man looked to be in his 50s. He was dressed in tattered clothes, his bare arms were full of dirt, his stubble-covered face was also covered with dust, and his body exuded a foul smell.

Murong Wan panicked, managed to remain calm, slapped his hand, and stepped back: "Presumptuous! Where did you come from, a lowly slave, who dares to disrespect me! Come on!"

No one answered.

The man smiled more complacently, and rubbed his chin wretchedly, "Beauty, where do you think this is? It's useless, the servants of Qingyayuan have been dismissed by the eldest lady, even if you shout out your throat, No one can be called."

"you--"

Murong Wan's eyes widened: "Did sister send you here?"

"Otherwise? This is the territory of the eldest lady. Without her permission, how could I get in? Concubine Jin, don't struggle, just submit obediently, sir, I will make you happy!"

The man rushed towards him obscenely.

Murong Wan wanted to escape, but there was a huge gap in strength after all.

Almost as soon as she took a step forward, the collar behind her was grabbed by a man.

With the sound of "stab--".

The dress behind her was mostly torn, and even the clothes on her shoulders were torn, revealing most of her white and tender jade-like skin.

The man's eyeballs were rounded, and he swallowed hard: "You really deserve to be the concubine Jin of the sixth palace, beauty, come on, don't run away, let me love you well, sir—"

"presumptuous!"

With his shoulders clasped by him, seeing his big mouth full of stench about to kiss her, Murong Wan's face turned pale, and she lowered her voice: "You stinky girl, don't go too far, what the hell are you eating in your mouth? Why is it so smelly?!"

The man was addicted to playing, and he ignored her at all, and when he did something to her, he saw that his whole body was touched by her, even the clothes on his body were loose and messy, his hair was messy, and he was in a mess.

"Beauty, I chewed all ten cloves of garlic, smell it, how does it taste?"

The man opened his mouth to let her smell it.

Murong Wan resisted the urge to kick him, and pushed him away.

"Help! Come on! Come on!"

Taking advantage of the time to push the man away, she ran out of the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)