The vermilion lacquer gallery leans on the carved beams to paint the building.

Several trees of emerald green Tianzhu were bent by the white snow, and the strings of ruddy Tianzhu fruits on the branches leaned into the beauty, and the cold wind blew and shook off the snow.

The beauty poked her fingertips out of the rabbit fur cuffs and brushed away the fine snow on her cheeks.

Xu had something on her mind, she sighed softly, and a small cloud of hot mist dissipated in the wind and snow, lining her red lips, like crumpled peach petals.

Zhao Jialangjun swallowed his saliva.

A beauty is a beauty, and a random movement is also delicate and bright.

He broke free of his minions and stumbled towards the Southern Orb.

"Lao Tzu has been wandering in Chang'an for many years, and I have never seen you as a beauty! Look at you combing the woman's hair in a bun, and think whose concubine it is. Who is your master, tell me? Hehe, I'm going to ask him if he wants you! ”

His drunken eyes were hazy, and he asked with a smile crossed his waist.

Nan Baozhu was struggling with his feelings, but he didn't expect a drunk man to suddenly appear.

She knew that she was married and shouldn't get along with a foreign man, so she nervously took two steps back.

She raised her sleeves to hide her face, disgusted: "I am the concubine of the prince of the Zhenguo Mansion, there is a difference between men and women, please leave quickly!" If you're seen—"

"What about being seen?"

Zhao Wu impatiently climbed over the vermilion lacquer railing.

Nan Baozhu kept retreating.

This man is menacing, and richly dressed, about the children of the family.

If she offends ruthlessly, will it bring trouble to the Zhenguo Mansion?

Zhao Wusan caught up with her in two steps, and grabbed the corner of her sleeve domineeringly: "Listening to your accent, it doesn't seem to be from Chang'an." Hehe, Lao Tzu will tell you about the rules of our Chang'an! ”

"You let go of me!"

Nan Baozhu resisted fiercely.

Although Zhao Wu drank wine, he was a martial arts practitioner, so he easily cut Nan Baozhu's hands and pressed her hard against the beauty.

He squinted his eyes and shook the girl's golden steps: "The so-called concubine, that is a plaything, something that can be given away at will!" Beauty, my sister Xiaoman is going to marry Ning Wanzhou, and Ning Wanzhou will be my brother-in-law in the future, I asked him for a concubine, what is the matter? The Zhenguo Mansion will not offend our Zhao family for the sake of a concubine for you! If you know each other, you will obey me! ”

Jin Bu Shao was discarded in the snow.

Nanbaozhu is full of green silk like a waterfall, scattered on both sides of the cheeks.

She was about to shout, but Zhao Wu covered her mouth tightly.

He leaned over her back, pressed against her, and even bumped into her obscenely through his skirt.

Nan Baozhu froze.

A feeling of nausea arose.

She was sick to her stomach.

Zhao Wu leaned over to her neck and sniffed it, her face was full of intoxication: "It's worthy of being a beauty, it smells fragrant!" Come, kiss Grandpa—"

Before the words fell, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind behind him.

A huge force grabbed Zhao Wu's bun from behind.

Zhao Wu's scalp was hot and painful, and he screamed and was dragged out!

Before he could see the man's face clearly, he was punched in the face.

"Ouch, ouch!" He covered his cheeks, slammed into the railing in embarrassment, and shouted loudly, "Who dares to hit Lao Tzu-"

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Ning Wanzhou kicked him in the chest with a sweeping leg!

Zhao Wu smashed the railing to pieces, fell miserably in the snow, clutched his broken ribs, and couldn't get up in pain.

Ning Wanzhou's face was expressionless.

He walked up to Zhao Wu and stared at his right hand.

In my mind, I thought of this hand tightly covering Nan Baozhu's mouth.

The young fox's eyes are deep and gloomy. 2020

He raised his foot and stepped heavily on Zhao Wu's right hand.

Leather boots, slowly crushed.

The sound of cracking bones is especially clear in the silent garden.

Zhao Wu was like a shrimp, so painful that he suddenly curled up and convulsed, and the howl echoed throughout the garden, so frightened that the little guy fell to the ground, where did he dare to come forward to persuade him.

Blood soaked red in the snow.

Zhao Wu's eyes were red and tears flowed down his face.

He finally saw clearly that it was Ning Wanzhou, and hurriedly choked up and begged for mercy: "Little grandfather, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" I shouldn't covet your concubine, little grandfather, let me go, little grandfather! ”

Ning Wanzhou was still expressionless.

He kicked at Zhao Wu one after another.

Zhao Wu wanted to escape, but Ning Wanzhou found an iron rod out of nowhere and hit him on the knee mercilessly!

Cracked kneecap.

Zhao Wu screamed and rolled into the snow in embarrassment.

Ning Wanzhou threw away the iron rod, stepped forward, and continued to kick him.

His strength was so great, like kicking a dead dog, at first Zhao Wu could still scream and cry, but gradually, the blood soaked his robe, Bai Sensen's ribs almost poked out of his chest, and he fell dying in the snow, and even his moaning was weak.

Ning Wanzhou was still kicking him.

The bloodshot fox eye was emotionless, and he said indifferently while kicking: "Whose woman do you think you are light?" Wasn't it very endurable just now? Get up, get up. ”

In the verandah, Nan Baozhu finally came back to his senses.

She hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Ning Wanzhou: "Stop fighting!" ”

Ning Wanzhou twisted her neck and impatiently pushed Nan Baozhu away.

Nan Baozhu sat down in the snow, seeing that Zhao Wu was about to lose his breath, he had to hug Ning Wanzhou's leg tightly: "Don't fight, if you keep fighting, he will die!" ”

After all, Zhao Wu is a child of a family.

In case you are killed, how can you explain it to the other family?

Nan Baozhu asked himself if he was incapable, and he really didn't want to take on the name of the disaster, let alone cause trouble for the Zhenguo Mansion.

Ke Ning Wanzhou was murderous, ignoring her pleas at all, and wanted to kick Zhao Wu.

In a hurry, Nan Baozhu simply blocked in front of Zhao Wu.

Ning Wanzhou didn't stop, and kicked her into the snow!

The girl clutched her chest, almost speechless in pain.

Ning Wanzhou stopped beating Zhao Wu, squatted down on one knee beside Nan Baozhu, held her hand, and said coldly: "Scum, why should my sister protect her?" This kind of person is good if he dies. ”

His fox eyes were scarlet.

The whole body is an irrepressible cold and murderous aura.

Nan Baozhu is a little unfamiliar with such a Ning Wanzhou.

She avoided his gaze, her little face pale: "If he dies or not, what does it have to do with me?" I'm just afraid of causing trouble to the Zhenguo Mansion. ”

"My aunt is the eldest princess, and my father is the prince of Zhenguo, so what if he is killed, does the Zhao family dare to ask me to pay for my life? What are they? ”

Nan Baozhu stared at him.

She knew that he was of noble birth, and she knew that he had arrogant capital.

Just relying on his family background, he doesn't take the opponent seriously, which is too frivolous.

She was about to persuade her, when an exclamation suddenly came from not far away.

The two looked over.

More than a dozen noble ladies stood at the end of the flower path, staring at Zhao Wu covered in blood in shock.

They looked at Ning Wanzhou, who was stained with blood on the soles of their boots, and suddenly turned pale with fright.

The chubby Mrs. Wei said in horror: "Quick, go and tell Mrs. Zhao that something happened to her son!" A few of you go and tell the rest of the people in the town mansion to come to the garden quickly! ”

Nan Baozhu chuckled in his heart.