Hearing the knock on the door, Forsythia gave Zihuan a look, reminded her to take care of the county lord, and turned around to answer the door. The heavy partition door opened a narrow gap, and Forsythia raised her head, and was immediately startled on the spot. "Your Highness."

The man at the door pressed his armrest on the door, and with a slight force, the door leaf of some years squeaked and retreated to both sides. The master and servant of the house all looked at him.

With a sick face, You'an, who was resting by the window, saw that it was him, and stared at him without blinking for a moment, with a wooden and empty expression.

"I'm still stunned, and I don't want to retreat quickly." The palace steward who came with him hurriedly beckoned to the forsythia, and secretly scolded her for being blind. Your Highness is here, and you must have something to say to the county lord. According to the current situation, the county lord will only have one way to enter the prince's mansion in the future.

Since he can respectfully and obediently lead His Royal Highness to the boudoir of the county lord, he must have the acquiescence of the prince. Sooner or later, the county lord will be this person, and if you want to talk about the rules, it seems redundant.

When Forsythia Zihuan was taken away, the man at the door carried a robe in one hand, and Shi Shiran stepped in, leaving the attendants under the corridor.

"I heard that the county lord has been in poor health these days and refuses to use medicine." Not far from her, he picked a random circle chair and sat down. Sit with one leg on your knees and lean back. I don't ask people to serve tea, just look around by myself, and look outside the east window of the hole, a few trees are like plantains, green and fresh.

He sighed twice and greeted kindly. "The rumors are not credible. The county lord can still see things and think about people, and he is not sick enough to choke his breath. "If I remember correctly, in that person's yard, he likes to plant plantains in the past two years.

You'an was already uncomfortable, and then he was ridiculed by his vicious words, and the little arrogance in his bones appeared, looking at him with hatred, and the hand on the thin quilt, I don't know when, the nails have sunk into the quilt.

"What are you going to do?"

If he hadn't hurt her that day, she wouldn't have ended up in such a situation. Those people outside only said that he was drunk, which ruined her innocence. But who knows, this person only tore her undergarment at all, and next to her, he didn't move a finger from her.

At that time, she struggled desperately, and he pressed against her, and her whole body was stinky. The pungent smell of fat powder on her body choked and made her sick. It is conceivable how this person flirted with those maids and singers at the birthday banquet before.

She tried to call for someone, but he covered her mouth with his hand. The hot breath he exhaled had an unpleasant smell of wine, and if it weren't for the clarity and clarity of his eyes, she would have been deceived by his clever disguise like others.

"The county lord thinks that for the noble girl, she broke into the wing room by mistake and was drunk by this son, and her innocence is good; Or did you lose your virginity before marriage, and you were broken by a man who didn't know the origin, and now, you don't abide by women's morals again, and you can't bear to seduce the reputation of my son, which is even more worthy of your heart? ”

He held her under him, tore her shirt but didn't move her again. At that moment, she fell into an ice cellar and looked at him in distraction, as if she had known this person for the first day.

He knew that she was insulted by Gongzicheng, and he did it on purpose, setting up a situation to wait for her to be trapped......

Half of the dark gray hem that appeared in front of her pulled her back from that nightmare. There was a raging anger in You'an's eyes, only this fire burned fiercely in her body, but she couldn't really make this despicable villain in front of her who deserved a thousand cuts.

She knew that night that she was pinched by him by seven inches. She lost her life to Gongzicheng, and she has made a big mistake. And now he is rubbing salt in her wounds, taking advantage of the danger!

No matter how much she resisted, he would bite her innocence and would not give her another chance to marry that person. So she finally relented in the bottomless despair. She regressed, and because she was humiliated by Gongzicheng, she was placed on the edge of the cliff. And his hand, finally, extinguished her last bit of hope, she was extremely sober, and was pushed off the cliff by him, and since then there has been no return, and it is difficult to turn back.

Silently, there was a blur in front of me. You'an only felt that her body was like a big mountain, and she was so tired of living.

"No one sues you, and this son can't see a woman who cries and cries." He sighed softly, took out the brocade handkerchief, shook it casually, and covered her face. As if to confirm his words, he really hated her pretty face with pear blossoms and rain.

When she touched a personal object with his body temperature on her face, she was extremely disgusted, and she raised her hand to rub it and throw it on the ground.

But before she could move, her mouth and nose had been tightly covered by him through the brocade. There was a great force in his palm, as if he wanted to kill her alive. You'an kicked his legs and feet, struggling fiercely, frightened like never before.

She suddenly realized that he was different from the man she had met before. That person treated her extremely indifferently, and the son was an adult-faced beast, but none of this would kill her. He was the only one, he was so simple and direct tyrannical, he really didn't take her seriously. He tortured her so hard that her eyes turned black, as if she was going to hold her breath in the next moment.

"Woo......" she writhed desperately, her hands disorganized, trying to pull away his palm covering her mouth and nose. The nails pinched into his flesh desperately, pulling and twisting. She felt that the force hurt her, but the big hand he put on her face did not move at all, and she used more and more force. The pain she inflicted on him provoked him like a bloody beast, cruel and brutal.

She began to cry, after all, she was afraid. Tears continued to roll down the corners of his eyes, and because of suffocation, his hands and feet lost their strength and drooped softly.

Just when she thought she was about to suffocate to death, he chuckled and let go. Uncovered the finely and luxuriously woven silk handkerchief that almost killed her, and in front of her, slowly wiped the back of her hand that had been dug out by her fingernails, cut the skin and flesh, and was dripping with blood.

Fang had just experienced a dying horror, and You'an was so frightened that she trembled. The resentment against him in my heart turned into countless fears for this man. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to make a sound, and she sobbed lowly.

"If you want to live, you have to spare your life first." With a flick of his robe, he moved over the embroidered pier in front of the couch and sat down in front of her. With a disapproving smile on his face, a little cinnabar on his forehead, scarlet and bewitching.

The world compares his white and gorgeous beauty to the beauty of that man's magnificence and grace. It is said that Gongzi Dan is a drunken man, except for being born with a good appearance, there is no merit.

You'an clasped his hands in front of his chest, and now that he thinks about it, he feels that this is the biggest joke in the world.

She looked at him, and her whole body was still trembling slightly. He patiently admired her delicate and delicate in her illness, although her face was a little pale, but this timid pity made him feast his eyes.

"It's beautiful." Suddenly, he smiled warmly, lifted her chin with two fingers, and looked at her facial features carefully.

You'an was startled, afraid that he would be in his bones, and he instinctively wanted to dodge. He let out a soft snort in his throat, and the imperceptible blackness of his eyes made her understand that if she dared to act again, this man would not make her feel better.

She didn't dare to retreat again, her breath was disordered, she sobbed, and she hiccuped.

Looking at her pitiful posture, Gongzi Dan let go of his hand and took advantage of the situation to put her down on the brocade couch, and at the end, she struggled desperately and kicked the messy bedding after tidying up for her.

He got up and went to the window, half-sideways. The light cast from the window shone warmly on him, lining his face as white as jade, with a little cinnabar between his forehead, and the demon was gorgeous, which was really beautiful.

Look at him again at this time, where can you still see the slightest bit of fierceness. It is rare for a man to be born as white and handsome as he is.

He hugged his arms and didn't even bother to clean up the scene. There were still tears on her face, and he had called someone to come in with a medicine bowl. is not afraid that he will bully her, and it will reach the ears of the eighth prince.

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I originally thought that there was a hint in the previous chapter that a stroke of time was calculated by You'an. As a result, the relatives said that they didn't understand it, so they had to explain another chapter in detail. Xiao Qi's guess that You'an was held by Gongzi Dan is that Gongzi Dan already knows that You'an was made by Gongzi. He is blackmailing her with this, and let her choose: is it the cowardly admission that he was taken advantage of after drinking, or is she not abiding by women's morals in the first place, lost her virginity before marriage, and is unwilling to be lonely, and comes to seduce him again. These two choices, which one is wrong, are completely different for the reputation of women.