Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 269 Infinite scenery
As dusk fell, the carriage slowly drove out of the city, and Mrs. Zhao and Rong Yunqing were sent back to Chang'an.

Zhao's face was contorted, and her eyes were vicious and angry: "Rong Jiu, this bitch, bitch! If you dare to humiliate me like this, I will never let her go! If she didn't use tricks to lure me into the game, how could she anger the master? Will you be demoted to be a concubine?"

Rong Yunqing casually raised his hand, melted into the dark golden halo, watching the light flow in the palm of his hand: "Mother, why bother to get angry with a dead person, what's the use of letting her win once? Life is gone, I think How can she fight me?"

"Qing, Qing'er," Zhao couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, "What do you mean?"

Rong Yunqing curled his lips, and smiled coldly: "I put poison on her body, she is already dying, maybe, she is already dead."

"The lowly girl is so vicious that she dares to demote me as a concubine. This is the end. Even if she dies, it will be hard to relieve the hatred in my heart."

"These days, my mother will bear it first, and when my father returns home, my mother is the high-ranking and glorious wife in charge of Shangshu's mansion."

"Qing'er, you are indeed my mother's good daughter."

"Mother is Qing'er's most important person, how could Qing'er let outsiders humiliate her."

Mrs. Zhao smiled and held Rong Yunqing's hand. At this moment, the horse was startled and neighed wildly. The carriage also shook violently. The two of them leaned over and fell forward.

Mrs. Zhao cursed loudly: "You dog slave, how did you manage to drive the car? You startled Mrs. Ben and Qing'er, how many heads do you have to apologize?"

The little servant trembled all over, pursed his lips, and said in panic: "Aunt Zhao Zhao Zhao Zhao, someone hijacked the car."

Mrs. Zhao lifted the curtain of the car, cursed and said, "Whoever is not afraid of death, dare to rob Shangshufu's carriage, he's tired of living."

Before Mrs. Zhao finished cursing, a black figure flashed past, strangled her by the neck, threw her out of the carriage, and the next moment, grabbed Rong Yunqing and left.

Zhao's face turned pale for a moment, and she got up from the ground, trying to catch up: "Qing'er, Qing'er, Qing'er"

"Who are you and what do you want?" Rong Yunqing was shocked, and quickly suppressed the panic in his heart, calming down, "If you ask for money, you let me go, and the Shangshufu can give you as much as you want. "

The man in black's breath was as cold as a blade, grabbed her, and rushed all the way, and finally stopped on the eaves of a ruined temple.

The ruined temple was full of disgusting and filthy beggars, Rong Yunqing vaguely guessed the purpose of the man in black to rob her and froze suddenly, the fear in his heart instantly spread throughout his body.

"I am the eldest lady of the Shangshu Mansion, you'd better let me go, otherwise... ah."

Rong Yunqing screamed, and before he could speak, he was thrown down by the man in black and hit the ground.

Rong Yunqing gasped in pain, as if his internal organs were torn apart, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

When someone was knocked down suddenly, the beggars were terrified and hid in the corners one after another.

"Don't play people to death. After half a year, send them to the Shangshu Mansion in Chang'an City." The man in black had no emotion in his cold eyes, and threw a medicine bottle into the arms of one of the beggars. Give her one tablet every month."

The pills in the medicine bottle can make people so weak that they can't run or scream.

The beggars did not expect that such a beautiful woman would be sent for them to have fun with. After the man in black left, he slowly approached Rong Yunqing, all of them with lewd lights in their eyes.

Rong Yunqing's face turned pale, and he shouted in horror: "No! Don't! Don't come here!"

There was a "hiss" sound of cloth being torn apart, which was exceptionally clear.

The dress was torn apart, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. Only those who have been pampered since childhood can have such a delicate and soft color. These lowly and humble beggars have never played with young ladies. It is a dream that I dare not even dream about.

A dirty hand couldn't wait to tear open her bellyband.

　6 o'clock two more

　　
　
(End of this chapter)