marry maid

Chapter 41

"To deal with people like him, if you don't do this, I'm afraid it will be endless entanglement."

Looking at him hesitantly, he said, "But..."

"Just to put it bluntly, but what?"

Because the third son is weak, his internal strength is not as usual: "But just now, there is another person on the roof!" If it weren't for the second son's light work that was so angry that he was a little negligent, he would definitely not know that someone was on the roof, and he would not be aware of it. People, in the whole world, so far he only knows that there is only the Second Young Master: "If the old slave guessed correctly, it should be the Second Young Master!" Shicai also reminded the Third Young Master himself, he didn't want to make this mistake.

The body abruptly sat down on the grand teacher's chair, his handsome face was covered with ashes, and his pale white color was a bit shocking, and his frail body made him even weaker.

When the words just now fell into Bo Ze's ears, what kind of turbulent waves would they cause?And how could his own dying body withstand Qiji's ambition?

why?Everything in the world is always such a joke?Why, the distance between him and Bo Ze always goes further and further?

Ye Qiji, who left, returned to Qiyun Mansion, but did not go back to the dormitory, but went to the study, took out the fragments of the vase that he had always brought with him, and looked at it quietly.That frosty cheek made it difficult for people to know what he was thinking, but the deep eyes revealed a little bit of sadness.

Very light, like a breeze and white clouds; very light, as if never hurt.

Hand, stroking the pieces of the table one by one, thinking about the distant story.

It was a beautiful young man who escaped from there in torn clothes without bringing anything, and fell into the world of mortals alone, separated from the palace compound, from the proud son of heaven to the living dead, he struggled slowly alone.

He was ignorant of human affairs, young and frivolous, and was drugged and sent to a brothel.His extraordinary appearance made him the favorite of the man with broken sleeves. Because of his arrogance, he was beaten black and blue by the madam, but he still refused to compromise.

He was pinched back and forth by four men with thick wooden sticks, but he never shed tears. With a sense of arrogance, he ran away repeatedly.

Too many people missed his appearance, so the madam tried her best to want him to nod, but she still couldn't stand his indifference.

Until one day, the young man who woke up from a coma, the pain all over his body, and even his weak breathing made him gasp.A peerless face, without any scars, was frighteningly pale.The eyes that have been starved for a long time are too round and set on the face, which is very pitiful.

With a groan, he squirmed his body slightly, and he turned his dead gray eyes, looking at the moonlight leaking in through the broken window sills, the blurred eyes seemed to see the person smiling in the sky.

"Damn, it's better to die than this bitch, I won't be able to sleep at night." A well-built man kicked the young man, causing the young man to convulse.

Another rough man smoking a big cigarette also echoed: "I want to fuck him, but when I touch him, he looks like a mad dog, and it hurts me all over!" Will it cost him his life?

Seeing that he didn't respond, the strong man bent down and leaned towards his nose, and his weak breathing made him very angry: "Grandma, you dare to pretend to be dead. Could it be that if I pretend to be dead, I won't beat you?" The wooden stick crazily hit his thin body.

And the young man lying paralyzed on the ground raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, and a series of crazy smiles escaped from that hoarse voice: "Haha, haha..."

His wild laughter aroused the man's heart of conquest, and the wooden stick in his hand hit his body like a storm.

The maniacal laughter never stopped, but the man's hands were already weak, and he slumped on the ground tiredly: "Li Yun, come here!"

Li Yun, who was smoking, saw the man's appearance, and a perverted smile came out of his eyes. These days, because of the teenager's uncompromising, they have already contracted a crazy sadism: "Okay, I'll do it!" Said After finishing, he lightly picked the fiery red pipe in his hand, and put it between the young man's laughing lips: "I made you laugh, and made you so cheap!"

"Ah..." He had to scream out in pain from the sudden fireworks.

That kind of voice sounded in the dark night, it was a kind of hysteria, a kind of despair for life, no matter how repeatedly he emphasized his strength, he was still beaten repeatedly, and he suffered from perverted punishment time and time again. Exhale.

That call woke up the whole brothel, making people feel lingering fear and even more unbearable.

Li Yun didn't give up, and even closed his jaw with his right hand, preventing him from spitting out the tobacco.The pipe in the left hand, the remaining fireworks, fell on the rope binding the boy, emitting faint green smoke quietly.

Even though he felt the pain, the young man never struggled, but waited until the rope was loosened slightly, and with his last breath, he put one hand on the ground, and kicked Li Yun with his bound legs.

Knocking him down to the ground, the boy forgot to spit out the tobacco in his mouth, and just frantically jumped towards the door.

The other person who was tired, naturally couldn't deal with the young man in arms, but he just sat on the ground and rested.

As soon as he arrived in the yard, he stumbled over a stone and fell to the ground. He jumped up like a trapped wild animal, his eyes were fixed on the front, and his hands untied the ropes on his feet.

"What? Do you still want to escape?" Accompanied by the attack of a whip, the woman's voice sounded: "In the hands of my old lady, there is no other way out except compromise or death!" After finishing speaking, another cruel whip , landed on the young man's body, branding a red blood mark.

The boy who was beaten suddenly, even so, still did not give up. He jumped up, but he bumped into a fat and strong man. His thin body took two steps back, and the inflexibility of his feet made him fall to the ground again. .

"Want to escape? It's not that easy!" The woman in the red shirt sneered, stretching out the whip again.

The young man who was breathing sharply swallowed the smoldering tobacco between his lips in one gulp when he couldn't hold on any longer, the pain in his throat pierced his heart, which made him suddenly sober: "I don't!" His body flew up again, towards the courtyard wall. Flying away, the flames of the clothes being ignited brought a puff of green smoke away.

"Ah Qing, hurry up and bring him back to my mother!"

The fat and profuse Khan flew up, his body was as light as a swallow, and in the blink of an eye, he had carried the thin boy to the woman's side.

The woman raised the young man's jaw with a whip, and the arrogance in his eyes made her heart tremble: "You don't want me to give you shame, but don't blame me for using a unique trick! Ah Qing, break his legs!"

Ah Qing, who was clasping the young man, pushed the young man with an arm like an iron pillar, and when he had no time to escape, he chopped his left thigh with a palm.The other hand tightly pinched the boy's body, causing him pain even as he struggled.Before the boy could catch his breath, his right palm once again chopped onto his right thigh.

The two heart-piercing pains made the young man almost faint. Relying on the only arrogance he had, he persisted, but he still couldn't stand the cruelty that hurt even breathing: "Ah... ah..." hoarse The voice escaped from the boy's lips
The free head crazily smashed on the ground, as if it didn't belong to his body.

No interval, once, once, with all the strength of the whole body; Dongdong is simple, one sound, extremely cruel.

The color of blood immediately bloomed between his forehead and fell on the white stone, exposing the patterns one by one, which looked like red plums, but even more poignant.

"Hurry up and lift his head up for me!" The madam shouted, asking Ah Qing to stop him from self-harming: "It's not that easy to want to die!" She waved her hand back fiercely.

The four men stepped forward and approached the boy step by step, their faces were full of disgust, which made people sick.

"Ah Qing, shut his mouth and let him go!" Seeing the arrogance in the young man's eyes, his blood-blurred face was still as cold as ice, and he gritted his teeth tightly: "Let the old lady open him today!" Already!"

When the four men heard this, they all smiled evilly and walked towards the boy.

Looking at it, a few traces of despair flashed in the boy's eyes, his broken legs tried several times and he still couldn't stand up, his blocked lips couldn't even bite his tongue to kill himself, but he still didn't compromise.Just dragging his blood-covered body, he crawled forward step by step in horror.

On the white stone ground, a long bloodstain was dragged out, it was the young man's dying struggle, and it was the dry tears of the young man.

Under the shining white moonlight, the bloodstains were horrifyingly gloomy.

The wind whistling past, with the pain for the children of the world, sobbed its tears, but it was just crying over and over again helplessly.

Suddenly, only a secular voice sounded: "Matchmaker, you are bullying my darling again!"

The madam turned her eyes and saw the gold master coming, she exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, why is Boss Chen not in Wenrou Township, but came to the backyard instead?" Her face smelled of copper, which complemented her beautiful face.

"You're bullying my darling, how can I feel at ease?" From the first time he saw the boy, he had been coveting his beauty.

"Isn't the slave family training him to make him more obedient in the future?"

Nodding his head slightly, Boss Chen smiled and said, "Well, that's a good thing."

A male servant walked in from the gate of the courtyard, holding a vase in his hand: "Master, Mr. Li said that your asking price is too high!" Without noticing what happened in the courtyard, the male servant just stepped forward and said.

"Damn it, is 10 taels still expensive? Don't forget it, I don't have to worry about not being able to sell it!"

"Hey, it turns out that Mr. Chen is doing business! The servants are bothering you!"

When the dying boy was closing his eyes, seeing the vase in the hand of the male servant, his ashen eyes suddenly burst into light, he could no longer make a sound, he could only be excited like a wild animal.

The madam, who saw the clue, followed his gaze, but saw the item he cared about, and then her thoughts changed: "Boss Chen, your vase, I bought it for 10 taels!" In the past three months, she has never been interested in anything, and now she has finally found his shortcoming.

(End of this chapter)