Jiang was provoked by Aunt Yin...... Isn't Aunt Yin going to be stubborn and chaste? Isn't the concubine a genius, one of the four heroes of the capital?

She just didn't save face for the mother and son.

Every whip can bring away a piece of the clothes worn by Aunt Yin, Jiang's hands are particularly skillful, Aunt Yin is not completely naked, but the broken clothes can't stop Aunt Yin's unique style and fine skin and tender meat.

The male servants serving in the main courtyard hung their heads one after another, but most of them quietly peeked at the fourth master's concubine, no wonder the fourth master doted on Aunt Yin, the skin and flesh were really seductive and intriguing.

It wasn't until the fourth master rushed over to stop the Jiang family that the male servants weakened their knees and knelt on the ground, not daring to peek at Aunt Yin, who had bullying beauty, and today they knew that if the woman had whip marks on her body...... It will make the man's blood run and the pleasure of conquest or abuse will surge.

"You're stopping me for her?"

"Madame...... Don't make any more noise. ”

The wound on Wang Yixin's forehead destroyed his immortal temperament, and Jiang remembered that the wound on Wang Yixin's forehead was smashed by himself, and he felt a little distressed, in case of a scar, his appearance would no longer be handsome and flawless.

Jiang's arm slowly lowered, and the three-foot-long whip hung down slightly, "I'll give the fourth master face, and I'll end here today." ”

Wang Yixin untied the cover on his body, covered Aunt Yin's body, wrapped her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Qingqing, I'm late." ”

"Fourth Master......" Aunt Yin almost bit her lip and whimpered: "Concubine, you don't have the face to live anymore." ”

Wang Duanhan also saw his biological mother's body just now, and everyone present saw it, he hung his head sadly and angrily, ashamed and ashamed...... Jiang's whip brought Wang Duanhan, who had a smooth journey, an unbearable humiliation!

In case outsiders know about this, Wang Duanhan will no longer have the face to call himself a handsome talent.

Aunt Yin Yingying looked at Wang Yixin with affection and determination, "Let the concubine die, the concubine goes, it's good for everyone......"

Sensing the determination of her beloved woman to find her to the death and keep the festival, Wang Yixin's hot feelings hidden in the shadows and in the depths of her heart burst out, stopping her and persuading: "You are not to blame for this. ”

Even if Jiang Shi was no longer emotionally open, he also noticed the difference between Wang Yixin and Aunt Yin, and his ears echoed the words that Wang Zhiyao had said when he was on the Zhuangzi in Fenghua Valley, and Jiang's arm holding the whip trembled and could barely hold the whip.

Even if he doubted Wang Yixin's intentions, Jiang didn't want to look too badly on her husband, who had been in love for more than ten years, and always thought that her daughter misunderstood her husband too much......

Wang Yixin and Aunt Yin are like a pair of lovers who are separated from each other in life and death, with deep affection piercing eyes.

Wang Zhiyao wet the corners of her eyes, heartache for the Jiang family and her previous life.

She took advantage of the situation to arrange all this, she just wanted the Jiang family to recognize the true face of Wang Yixin, but the result of this play was bitter for their mother and daughter.

"Mother."

Wang Zhiyao quickly ran to Jiang's side and held her cold hand, no matter how painful it is, no matter how bitter it is, Wang Zhiyao will uncover the hypocrisy that stands in front of Jiang's eyes and cut off the cancer of true love!

She couldn't watch the Jiang family go to a miserable end, let alone let Wang Yixin deceive the Jiang family for the rest of her life.

"Why did my father hug Aunt Yin? You are like lovers who are forced to separate due to oppression...... Is Dad rehearsing a new play? ”

"It's not." Wang Yixin denied it, and the arm that he wanted to retract was tightly wrapped by Aunt Yin, and said with a straight face: "How dare you compare your father to a play?" ”

Wang Zhi smiled and said: "The drama is just a play on the stage, at least the audience is a real person, what about you?" To whom is true and to whom is false, do you dare to say it? I see that Aunt Yin cares about you very much. ”

A woman who is also a man, Jiang can see the pride between Aunt Yin's eyebrows.

Aunt Yin snuggled tightly in Wang Yixin's arms, her eyebrows raised slightly, as if showing off to the Jiang family, I have a fourth master, do you have one?

Jiang hated it to the extreme, and waved his whip again: "Slut! ”

Angry, Jiang Shi didn't control the direction of the whip, maybe she also resented Wang Yixin for protecting Aunt Yin, the whip that was originally going towards Aunt Yin changed direction and pulled Wang Yixin's body, and a red and swollen whip mark penetrated his fairy face.

Wang Yixin looked at Jiang in disbelief, she dared to smoke herself?

Jiang closed his eyes, with remorse, pain, and a hint of relief.

The old lady Wen directly smashed the stove in her hand at Jiang Shi and scolded loudly: "You want to destroy my son? ”

Wang Zhiyao had already prepared, blocked the stove that attacked the Jiang family, protected the Jiang family who was obviously not in a state, and counterattacked: "Shouldn't grandmother blame my father?" If he hadn't protected Aunt Yin, how could he have been hurt by his mother? ”

"The rules of the Wang family are not like this, the concubine is punished, and the male owner blocks the whip!"

“……”

The old lady Wen was like a quail pinched by the throat, and it took a long time for her to catch her breath, and she looked at Wang Zhiyao with a complicated expression, "Seven girls, it was your father who was beaten!" ”

"If it weren't for the 'accident', would he be qualified to be the immortal of the Guanwen Marquis Mansion again? Isn't it all said that he has the legacy of the scholars? During the Wei and Jin dynasties, the Lang Jun of the Wang Xie family was also like his father? ”

"How can it be different from me reading history books and reciting the royal family motto?"

Wang Zhiyao's words made Wen and the others more and more embarrassed, and Nalan helped Wen and whispered: "It's an accident." ”

Once this matter spreads, Wang Yixin and the Wang family will inevitably be discredited, and the wife will punish the concubine, to put it mildly, even the noble courtiers who rise later do not dare to block the whip for the concubine, and do not give face to his wife in public.

Wen took a deep breath of cold air and shouted, "Fourth, you come into the house for me!" ”

Wang Yixin turned a deaf ear to Wen's words, Jiang Shi shed tears, she will cry too? The person who was drawn was himself...... Why do you have a faint trace of guilt in addition to anger?

"Wang Yixin!"

Wen snatched the hand stove from the hand of his eldest daughter-in-law Nalan and smashed it at his son, and reprimanded his son with a stern expression: "Look at the good things you have done!" It's okay, what are you going to do with the concubine? Don't you want to live a good life? ”

Wang Zhiyao was not interested in blocking the stove for Wang Yixin, seeing Wang Yixin being smashed into coals, listening to Wen's hoarse voice and roaring godson, she felt extremely satisfied, just waiting for Jiang to figure it out, the hypocrisy of the Wang family can be broken.

Filial piety and not disobeying one's parents are also one of Wang Yixin's 'good virtues'.

Even if he had all kinds of grievances, he had to kneel straight in front of Wen to listen to the training, "Mother is angry, don't be angry." ”

scolded Wang Yixin, and the old lady Wen panted: "Rebel, don't you want to accompany your daughter-in-law?" Fourth, you have to remember that wives and concubines are not the same, and the ancestral motto of the Wang family - cheap concubines are playthings and slaves. ”

Aunt Yin was directly hit by the word plaything and collapsed on the ground, Wang Duanhan couldn't raise her head, her blood-stained fingertips were tightly clasped to the ground, what if her biological mother was no longer a concubine?

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