No wonder Zheng Zeming's attitude was so strange, it turned out that he thought I was going to kill Wei Yan!

Who is it that wants to stir up our relationship as husband and wife? Don't...... Is that Yulian?

No, it won't!

Liu Sisi dismissed this idea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yulian is just a concubine with no status, there is no one around her who can make it, and she will not know about Wei Yan and Zheng Zeming! Only ...... know about it

The answer is about to come out!

Liu Sisi's expression changed uncertainly, she couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out, why did that person provoke their husband and wife? Why did such a conspiracy be hatched against her?

When Wei Yan woke up, she found herself lying in a dimly lit room, and as she got up, dust fell from the tattered curtain on the top of the tent.

Wei Yan remembered that she followed Zheng Zixin back to Zheng's mansion, and she said that she could help her send a letter to Yuqin, and she said that she already knew Wei Jiang's whereabouts......

Just thinking about it, Zheng Zixin walked in with a few maids and a golden ring of jade.

"Miss Zheng!" Wei Yan saluted, "There is a lot of disturbance." Can we write to Mr. Xu now? ”

"Heh~" Zheng Zixin seemed to hear something funny, she opened her mouth and laughed, "What did you say?" Write a letter to Xu Gongzi? ”

Wei Yan stepped forward and grabbed her sleeve, "Yes, last night, didn't you mean ......"

"Smack!" Without warning, she slapped her hand and hit Wei Yan hard in the face, "You are also worthy?" What are you? Do you also deserve to mention Xu Gongzi? You're just the leftovers of being played by my third brother! Do you think you can still marry Xu Gongzi? ”

"You!" Wei Yan slapped him firmly, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, "Last night, you said that you would help me!" Why do you treat me like this? ”

"Hmph, all kinds of things last night, but I just made it for my third brother to see!" Zheng Zixin sneered, "If it weren't for that, how could the third brother agree to let you live with me?" Wei Yan, you are so naïve! ”

While speaking, he approached Wei Yan. Her nails scratched Wei Yan's face, "I'm telling you, you can't leave." I want you to live, you can't die. I want you to die, you can't live! ”

Wei Yan shook off her hand and rushed to the door: "Get out of the way, I'm leaving!" Get out of the way! ”

Without Zheng Zixin's order, several maids had already caught Wei Yan. Wei Yan asked: "I have no grievances with you, why do you treat me like this......?" ”

"No grievances?" Zheng Zixin smiled, "But I just like to torture you, watching you live is better than death!" I will be very happy to see you suffering, very happy! ”

She waved to the maids, "Take it!" ”

A maid took out a piece of paper and a seal box from her bosom. Zheng Zixin walked up to Wei Yan's side, took Wei Yan's hand, pressed her fingers into the ink, and then covered the paper.

Wei Yan's eyes widened, and she saw clearly that it was written: On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, there was a female Wei Yan, because she could not bear the hardships of life, in order to ask for two meals, she voluntarily sold herself in the Zheng Mansion as a low-class rough slave......

It's a deed of sale! How is Wei Yan willing to press the handprint? But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free of the two maids who were holding her tightly, and she could only watch as her handprints were printed on paper!

The bright red fingerprints make people's eyes hurt!

"Is that what Zheng Zeming meant?" Wei Yan asked.

"My third brother?" Zheng Zixin carefully put away the deed of sale, and said with a smile, "My third brother is an amorous person!" Back then, for the sake of a Qinglou woman, she refused to get married. Later, he got married, and he fell in love with his classmate's sister, and she was going to live and take her as a concubine. And then there's you. You become a slave of Zhengfu, maybe one day I will be happy, and I will let you serve my third brother, he will definitely praise me, I am a considerate and sensible sister! Haha, hahaha......"

Zheng Zixin smiled and leaned back.

Wei Yan closed his eyes in resentment. She didn't regret it for a day, at that time, she shouldn't have walked into the Zheng family's shop and asked Zheng Zeming for help.

In the following days, Wei Yan tried every possible means to escape. Zheng Zixin's people were staring at her all the time, no matter who caught her, they would beat her with their hands. Zheng Zixin's personal maids were even better at torturing people, dressing her in the coarsest linen clothes, so that her delicate skin was rubbed by coarse linen. She couldn't drink a sip of hot water or eat a fresh meal.

The cold and hard steamed buns were placed on the tattered table, Zheng Zixin sat opposite for a long time, crossed Erlang's legs and sneered, "Don't think about dying on a hunger strike, you know, Xu Gongzi's letter is in my hand." Only I know where your sister is, and if you make me happy, I maybe, I will be merciful and tell you! ”

Wei Yan looked away, pondered, and finally, she picked up the steamed bun and approached her lips.

The smell of rancid acid hit her nose, and she fell on the table and began to retch.

Zheng Zixin laughed, very proud. Who would have thought that Wei Yan, who is famous all over the world and has a beautiful crown in the capital, is in her hands, let her torture, let her take care of it!

Wei Yan was locked in the small firewood room behind the kitchen, and the people in the kitchen were staring at her, and as long as she walked a little farther, she would be pulled by her hair and pushed back into the house. As early as the first night she entered the Zheng family, she was drugged by Zheng Zixin, and all the baggage, jewelry, and silver tickets she originally carried were taken away, only the old Tao Xun, because it was too inconspicuous, and luckily stayed by her side. She couldn't bribe others to help her get out of trouble, and no one dared to disobey Zheng Zixin's order to talk to her.

After a few days, Wei Yan finally stopped trying to escape, and Zheng Zixin ordered someone to tell her to do things. Either to wash the toilet bowl or to wash the clothes of the slaves and maids...... Wei Yan stubbornly straightened his back and sat on the threshold. She didn't move, like a dead person. No matter how the people who came to tell her to do things beat and scold, she just bit her bloody lip and didn't say a word.

Zheng Zixin was also afraid of accidentally killing someone, so he couldn't explain to Zheng Zeming. Zheng Zeming came to see Wei Yan several times, but she was sent away on the grounds that "Wei Yan didn't want to see him". Zheng Zeming even almost broke into her boudoir once, and wanted to see Wei Yan in person. Zheng Zixin knew that hiding her like this was not a way after all.

On this day, she came to the firewood room in the backyard and heard the leisurely music coming from inside from a distance. Wei Yan sat by the door, dressed in coarse linen clothes, holding a leaf in his hand and blowing an unknown tune.

At the moment she was poorly dressed, her hair was loose, and she was tied with a straw rope. She closed her eyes and looked indifferent. In front of her, there were several basins of dirty clothes, some of which were still stained with oil and blood, and exuded a foul smell.

But Wei Yan was gone. She played a little song, as if she was not in a dilapidated courtyard, but sitting on the most beautiful field, facing the gentlest spring breeze, extremely leisurely......

Zheng Zixin didn't know why, when he saw this scene, his eyes were so stinging that he couldn't open them.

She was humiliated by others, hoping that Wei Yan would grovel in front of her and lose her dignity, but at this moment, she was so relaxed and calm, where did she look a little humiliated?

Zheng Zixin walked into the courtyard slowly, the servants who watched Wei Yan quickly saluted and scattered, the maids took a chair and put it in the courtyard, Zheng Zixin sat down, and waited for Wei Yan to put down the leaves in his mouth before he spoke: "Xu Gongzi has a letter!" (To be continued.) )