Another bucket of cold water woke her up.

"Sister, don't sleep," Jiang Cuilang approached her, pinched her chin, squinted and scrutinized, "You and my brother and sister are reminiscing, and we haven't talked a word yet." ”

He was accustomed to his half-sister's reticency at such times.

"You and I haven't seen each other for a long time, do you think I can let you go this time just by keeping quiet?" He sneered contemptuously, "You born of a prostitute. He walked behind her, his fingertips running across her wet back, and slamming into the fresh wound on her waist.

Jiang Linglong gritted her teeth, but the bone-crushing pain had already made her unable to stand the trembling, her whole body trembled, and finally a muffled scream entered Jiang Cuilang's eardrum.

Ahh

"Look," he grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to look up, and his arms grabbed her thin neck from behind, so that she was completely attached to his chest, "and still be so seductive when he is dying." ”

"You know, I've never cared about wealth and fame." He let go of her and explained unusually gently, "Brother just wants you to stay with me." So that you don't harm other men. He slammed his foot on her bare instep, crushed it word by word, gritted his teeth, and said, "This." All. Be. For. You. Good. After speaking, he seemed to be not satisfied, he paced around her for a week, his eyes wandered over her body repeatedly, and he reached out angrily to pull her belt, "I see what qualifications you have to dress up, you demagogic slut-"

"Boom, boom, boom—"

There was a loud bang on the top, and before he could react, he saw a person rolling down the stairs and turning over on the ground a few times, unable to bear the pain, but begging for mercy.

"You raise your noble hand and let my child go," Jiang Heng kept bowing towards the steps, "He didn't mean to, he was, he really loved his sister too much!" ”

"Daddy?" Jiang Cuilang was suspicious, and looked up the stairs along Jiang Heng's gaze, and a figure with a chill was walking towards the bottom.

Kuang Yu frowned, and the moment he saw Jiang Linglong who was shackled, the disgust in his eyes for the Jiang family's father and son instantly turned into anger.

In the huge cellar, whips, soldering irons, fire sticks, everything is available. And she was shackled and hung in the center, her shoes and socks were gone, she was only wearing obscene clothes, hanging her head and not moving. He took the whip and slashed at Jiang Cuilang, who was standing, and split half of his face with a whip, only to see him fall to the ground with a cry of pain and shrink into a ball.

"Son!" Jiang Heng crawled to see his injuries.

Kuang Yu ignored it, he gathered his internal strength, and split the shackles of cast iron with a few whips, Jiang Linglong responded, and the whole person was planted on the ground like weightlessness. He hurried to pick her up, reaching out to check with a little light, brushing her back, but his hand froze when he touched her knee.

Jiang Cuilang is afraid that he is crazy. He sat on the ground, looking satisfied, and smiled stupidly at Kuang Yu who turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of crimson and murderous intent, "What did you do to her!?" ”

"If she doesn't break her leg, she'll run away." Jiang Cuilang also had to explain, he covered half of his fleshy face, without fear, "What can the first-class duke do with me?" Don't say that there are people behind the Jiang family, even if there is not, what is the problem with the eldest brother disciplining his sister? ”

Kuang Yu hugged the person in his arms tightly, and picked her up with one arm with the remaining reason, "Don't be afraid, let's go to Dr. He." If it weren't for Jiang Linglong's situation that could not be delayed, he would never have left the father and son alive. He dropped the whip, hugged her with both arms, so that she could be more comfortable, and hurriedly walked out, but he didn't want Jiang Heng's old guy to see that he didn't do anything again, so he helped his son up and persuaded him to go to the royal court.

He stopped and said coldly, "Jiang Heng, what my wife has suffered today, I will teach your son to return it a hundred times in the future." Do you think you can survive from the hands of the Cloud Villa to the day of the lawsuit? ”

He took her out, and when he saw the light of day, he saw her appearance clearly, her face was pale, her back was wet with blurred flesh, her knees were crooked and swollen, she was in pain and broke out in a cold sweat, but she didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain.

He tore off his robe and put it on for her, and his heart ached.

Why didn't I react earlier.

She has nothing to do with King Liang, and she can't move her own interests, so Liang Yanran naturally won't be in a hurry to ask for her life. But she is a thorn in Liang Shuyan's side, so what can make King Liang angry for his sister more than seeing her tortured.

The chariot he was looking for on the street, hurried all the way, and when he was sent to Qiluofang, Mo said that Langqin was shocked, and even He Youran's face was ugly.

In the Qingluo tent, Dr. He cooked for a long time, and finally withdrew from it. He raised his eyes with his back and saw Kuang Yu shaking his head unconsciously.

"How many days is it short? Why is it always Mrs. Trouble? He went to look at Langqin, who was also worried, "The feng shui of the Cloud Villa is not good, I see who goes to prevent disasters for your owner, don't go." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about," Lang Qin said angrily, "what the hell is Madame?" ”

"It's all like that, a woman, can you still be good?" He Youran has always been pitiful and cherished the jade, and he is not angry when he says it, "There is no intact behind this, the old injuries are new, the skin is open, and there is no longer a satin skin coagulation." And this leg is injured in the knee. He glanced at Kuang Yu and saw that he was indeed anxious, so he didn't go around in circles, "The two knees were each hammered, but the other party's strength was not enough, although the muscles and bones were seriously injured, but the bones and tendons were not broken, but the bones and muscles needed to be dressed and recuperated for a long time." ”

Langqin listened to it, and then breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to go in to see the situation, but saw Kwong Yu motionless in front of the tent.

"The master doesn't take a look? Madame will wake up for a while and will not see you, but she will have to be in a hurry. ”

"Nope." He said firmly, he wanted to go out.

"Master," Langqin stopped him with a fan, "after all, she is Madame's blood relative," she guessed what he wanted to do, and said something to dissuade her, "It's better to wait for Madame to wake up, and let her decide." ”

Kuang Yu was noncommittal, but still took a step, walked outside, and instructed, "Let her recuperate in Qiluofang, and wait until she is healed." ”

Jiang Linglong was not unconscious, and the constant pain could only make her think more clearly. She heard all the sounds—the sound of the whip, the sound of Jiang Cuilang's exhalation, Jiang Heng's shameless cover-up, the heartbeat of Kuang Yu when he hugged him, and the categorical tone in his tone. Naturally, she also heard his voice as he left and Langqin's persuasion.

She just didn't want to open her eyes.

The quilt in Qiluofang is soft, the house is lit with incense, and the Langqin is considerate and thoughtful, and you can listen to music every day and watch those beautiful girls come and go in front of you.

If you don't let me go back to the village, I won't go back.

It's good here, too.

She felt that this arrangement should be reasonable, so she ignored the feeling of emptiness in her heart.