As if a basin of cold water was poured down from his head, Yan Hong's desire to arouse a hundred zhang high was extinguished. He took two steps back and sat down in his chair, holding his head in thought.

In the memory of the genuine dead ghost, the fragments about Hu Wanniang are fragmented and covered. In some memory elements, Yan Hong saw himself whipping Hu Wanniang with a leather whip. Judging from the screams and expressions of the late mother, this is not only the joy of husband and wife, but also the beating and abuse, and even the pleasure of revenge.

In addition to the whipping, there are all kinds of strange tortures. Yes, it is similar to the style of the 11 District gymnastics performance video that Yan Donglai watched in the 21st century, and it is also a little antique. Without exception, in these flashing scenes, she is the one who is raging and happy, and Hu Wanniang is always just helpless and even desperate.

But in some memories, the wife seems to be a goddess in her heart. It seems that Yan Hong is indeed intimate and hopes to be good to her, hoping to see the late mother laugh, in order to make the late mother happy, he spends a lot of money and doesn't care. However, this sincere desire was only exchanged for cold indifference. In these clips, Yan Hong almost became a victim again, in pain, and tears flowed behind his back.

So, what kind of state was Yan Hong, the little king of Yama, and her wife Hu Wanniang before they crossed over? Are these fragments of memories true or false?

From the memory that can be caught so far, the fake Yan Hong can't come to a conclusion.

The only thing that is very clear is that Hu Wanniang in front of her does not like to have such a fun time with herself.

This is, of course, quite frustrating.

In fact, no matter from which point of view, the initiative is now in Yan Hong's hands. From the perspective of feudal social ethics and morality, wives have the obligation to comply with the requirements of their husbands; And in the current situation, Hu Wanniang's delicate body is tied by ropes, and she herself has long given up the will to resist, Yan Hong can naturally do whatever she wants.

However, Yan Hong's self-esteem was never shrouded in pure primitive desires.

I, Yan Hong, am the eldest young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion and have received a 21st century education. If you have to use force on your own knotted wife, it is not called fun, it is called shame!

Thinking of this, Yan Hong snorted heavily from his nose and strode forward.

Hu Wanniang was still bound, lying quietly on the bed, her chest gently undulating. Seeing Yan Hong striding over, she still had the same indifferent expression, but there was a little nervousness in her eyes.

Yan Hong walked to the side of the bed in two steps and muttered, "Don't look down on me!" Picked up Hu Wanniang, made her prone on her stomach, waved her hand and slapped her on the buttocks: "Tell you to pretend to be a puppet!" ”

Then he began to untie the knots.

Who knew that when I was tied up just now, I was too excited, and I was careless and tied into a dead knot. Coupled with the fact that he is in an unhappy mood now, and his fingers are weak after a long illness and half-drunkness, Yan Hong can't untie this knot.

Hu Wanniang was still lying on her stomach, feeling that Yan Hong was tossing behind her, a little inexplicable.

Seeing that he couldn't solve it, Yan Hong walked to the door and shouted: "Come on, bring me a knife!" ”

For a moment, Hu Wanniang's face was pale, but then she calmed down.

I only heard an exclamation, and the maid rushed into the door, knelt down and kowtowed: "Young master, young master, don't harm Miss, Miss She has suffered a lot, if the young master wants it, I will ......"

Yan Hong yelled: "Lao Tzu is still bitter! Lao Tzu wants to use a knife to cut the rope, provoke you, and dig your ancestral grave? Your young lady is a pig, and when you see a knife, you think you want to stab her? ”

It's no wonder that his wife is numb, and she is misunderstood for doing a good deed, and there are too many depressions for Yan Hong on this day.

When Shen'er heard him say this, he laughed out loud, and quickly took out a small pair of scissors from behind him: "Young master, here you are." ”

Yan Hong walked to the side of the bed with a snort, cut the colorful cotton rope with two strokes, pulled out the rope that had been broken into several pieces, threw it on the ground, and threw the leather whip to the opposite wall, and Hu Wanniang, who was surprised, said:

"Madam, you have a good rest, I have worked hard for you these days."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out the door.

The late lady asked timidly: "Xianggong, where are you going?" ”

"Lao Tzu went to the study, read at night, and prepare for the top prize!" Yan Hong kicked open the door and walked into the courtyard.

Leaving Hu Wanniang and Shen'er's master and servant, they looked at each other in the room, glancing at the back of Young Master Yan from time to time.

The two beauties glared at each other silently, neither of them dared to speak first, as if they were afraid that as soon as they opened their mouths, the beast that had just calmed down would suddenly turn around and pounce on them, choosing people to devour.

After a while, it was finally Shen'er who couldn't help it, and said, "Miss, my uncle is ...... today." Seems to have changed? ”

Hu Wanniang pondered for a moment and sighed: "I don't know if Lu Dao has really changed, or if he is pretending." ”

Shen'er said: "I think, my uncle is like this, not pretending." When I misunderstood him just now, he was really anxious......"

"That's because you haven't seen the beast under him!" Hu Wanniang choked angrily.

After all, it was the master and servant, and Shen'er immediately fell silent and lowered his eyes. A faint flush crept up the pretty girl's cheeks.

Just as the master and servant were playing a game of puppetry, they suddenly heard a howl like killing a pig from the study:

"Falling! Pendant! Roll over to Lao Tzu! ”

In an instant, the slightly embarrassed faces of Wanniang and Shen'er were full of horror.

On the beautiful face of the late mother, there are five points of fear, three points of anger, and two points of perseverance: "Shen'er, if he wants to attack you, I will fight with him!" ”

With tears in her eyes, Shen'er shook her head: "Miss, Shen'er has followed you since childhood." To live, to live together, to die, to die together. ”

After speaking, she bowed to her mother Yingying, turned around and went out without looking back.

At this moment, Yan Hong was snorting angrily in the study and knocking on the pen.

was originally full of lust after eating a stomach of wine and meat, but Hu Wanniang was suffocated back by Hu Wanniang's immortal appearance, which was not pleasant. The key is that this is in your own home, to your wife!

What the hell is going on, is this what Lu Bing is referring to when he says "there is a problem with the inner house"? Although he couldn't dig any clues from the memory of the genuine Yan Hong for the time being, he had not lost his ability to observe words and emotions as an insurance salesman.

Nine times out of ten, this maid pendant knows the way. Yes, just ask her what happened.

made up his mind, he tore his throat and called Shen'er in, planning to interrogate him strictly, and he had to force Hu Wanniang's son Chouyin Mao to confess!

In a blink of an eye, I saw Shen'er come in, and he was blessed: "Shen'er has seen my uncle." ”

Yan Hong turned his face: "Hmph, you still treat me as an uncle?" ”

Shen'er's big eyes blinked twice, and she bowed her head slightly.

Yan Hong slapped the table: "What are you pretending to be stupid!" Let me ask you, why did my lady look like she was immortal when she saw me? Why are you afraid of being like this when I call you to take a knife? ”

Listening to his menacing question, Shen'er raised her eyes. Although he didn't speak, Yan Hong read the meaning from her eyes: You are pretending to be stupid.

Thinking about it, he really didn't know much about the real dead ghost, Yan Hong changed his tone to a more relaxed tone:

"Since Young Master Ben fell from a horse and was injured and healed his soul, many things have not been remembered clearly. If this young master called Wanniang in the past or you suffered any grievances, you might as well tell the truth. If a person is not a sage, who can do nothing. ”

Shen'er seemed to be a little surprised this time. Her lips moved, and she was about to speak, when the door to the study was slammed open. Hu Wanniang was cloaked, bumped in, and shouted as soon as she came in: "Xianggong, Xianggong, you promised me not to touch the pendant......"

"Fake!"

Yan Hong stood up suddenly, regardless of whether these two Ming Dynasty beauties didn't understand, a 21st-century scolding foreign accent popped out of his mouth, and then kicked hard and kicked the chair he was sitting on aside:

"Open your eyes wide, Lao Tzu touched your baby maid, did your aunt and grandmother fall a finger? In total, Lao Tzu is yellow mud falling into the crotch of his pants, it's not but is! You are going to engage in cultural geming at home, and treat your husband as a class enemy! ”

Only then did the late mother find out that Shen'er and Yan Hong were in good condition and fully dressed. Seeing Yan Hong, whose face was flushed, foaming at the mouth and scolding a bunch of words that she didn't understand, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when she thought of her gaffe:

"Yes...... It's the concubine who has misunderstood, please forgive the sins. ”

"That's it, how dare I forgive your sins. I'll pay a hundred taels of silver for Ming'er myself, and I'll marry Shen'er out of Lu, so as not to put it in my room and make you worry all day long! ”

When these words were spoken, the two beauties were stunned. Hu Wanniang wanted to speak and stopped, but Shen'er knelt down first: "Uncle, uncle, please be merciful, Shen'er and Miss have been together since childhood, and they would rather be slaves for life than separated from Miss!" ”

The late mother didn't speak, hugged the pendant, and the master and servant wept relatively together, a touching scene.

Yan Hong looked at the two beauties with tears rippling, raised his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared, fierce and fierce:

"Rush from the bedroom to the study, and don't let me live in peace for a moment. Madam, if you don't let out this evil breath today, you will definitely not let me go. Why don't you hang me up and beat me up. I wronged you in the past, and it can be regarded as a retribution in the world! ”

Seeing Yan Hong gritting her teeth and saying this, the late mother couldn't help but be frightened again, and hurriedly blessed her:

"It's because the concubine is not in good health, which disturbs the minister's hard work. The concubine will retire. Let's go. ”

After saying that, he stood up and pushed the door open. Shen'er glanced at Yan Hong and followed the hostess.

Yan Hong looked at the backs of the two beauties and sighed. This inexplicable everything really makes people's brains stir like paste. Coupled with the burst of wine he drank at the dinner, he couldn't think much about it anymore, wrapped his clothes casually, lay down on the bed in the study, and soon snored.

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