Chapter 15: The Son of the Gentleman (1)
It was a moment of crankiness, and soon, Yang Yuying's mind was filled with a lot of data, including both the memory of the person who possessed him, and a piece of information from the future.
When she entered the dungeon this time, she entered with her body, and the person who was possessed was Zhao Yi, the son of the pure king, who was fifteen years old.
Hey?
King Chun is the Shen Ruobin, the 'backer' of Shen Daxian Order.
It's a strange fate.
Yang Yuying chuckled, and at this time, Zhao Yi's consciousness shrank in her sea of consciousness, her face was full of ignorance and horror, a handful of snot and tears, and she trembled.
After thinking about it, she raised her eyebrows and comforted him: "Shi Meng didn't ask for your consent to let me possess me, don't cry, cry something." ”
Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, and cried even louder, he is not a madman, how could he agree with a ghost to snatch his body!!
Well, it seems that Zhao Yi has a bit of amnesia.
Shimeng's work is not meticulous enough!
The current state, in the eyes of the other party, may indeed be quite terrifying, but it is not the time to ignore him.
The victim was next to her, and she immediately pinched Zhao Yi to death, which was also a righteous and courageous act, and she deserved the medal pennant, not condemned.
If it weren't for Yang Yuying coming over, Zhao Yi, the son of the pure king, would wake up, and he would have enjoyed the beautiful woman in front of him, Li Nan's wife Huang Rou, who was given to him by his subordinates.
He didn't even go back to the palace, he did this bastard thing in this guest room in Xiangyue Building.
Huang Rou woke up furious, unbearable and humiliated, hit her head against the wall, her husband Li Nan came looking for his wife, just saw this scene, angry and angry, a firewood knife slashed Zhao Yi's face, a firewood knife chopped his bane, if it wasn't for the alarm of the Zhennan King and others near the left, the guards rushed to the rescue in time, I'm afraid Zhao Yi would have to die.
Li Nan's martial arts skills are extremely high, although he is outnumbered, he still holds his wife and goes, although Huang Rou hit the wall, the person did not die, but was seriously injured.
Since then, the husband and wife have been wanted by the Yamen, and they fled all the way, and later fell into the grass.
When she fled, Huang Rou was already more than a month pregnant, and it was no accident that the child was Li Baoguo, but unfortunately, the child was not saved after all.
The time for Yang Yuying to enter the dungeon was a little late, but it was not too late, Huang Rou had already let the unsightly subordinates of the Chunwang Mansion be taken to bed, but Zhao Yi had just woken up from drunkenness, and he began to undress, and he had not succeeded.
A little earlier, he would have been able to escape, but the bitter lord was about to wake up.
Huang Rou's body was very heavy, her mind was in chaos, layers of cold sweat oozed from her head, she opened her eyes lightly, and saw 'Zhao Yi', her body stiffened, her face was a little gray, and the endless anger and despair in her heart churned, pouring into her eyes, and the fierce gaze that chose people to devour her stabbed straight through.
"Ahh
'Zhao Yi' screamed in a low voice, his eyes were terrified, his face was full of emotion, and he jumped out of bed like a burning tail, and even crawled to the door and wanted to rush to the door, but rushed to the door and touched the door and didn't hit it, obviously the door had been locked from the outside.
"You, you-"
Immediately, he covered the bag on his head with a frightened face, squatted in the corner, and pointed at Huang Rou from afar, as if Huang Rou was the bully who bullied the women of good families.
Huang Rou's heart was painful, desperate, frightened, and hatred before it had time to erupt, and it was all on her face in an instant: "......"
"Who are you?"
'Zhao Yi''s eyes were as red as a rabbit, his body trembled, curled up in a ball, he was like a little white rabbit about to be taken away by the big bad wolf, but he was the first to take people, "I, I tell you, don't try to force me, I, I'm sick, dirty, if you touch me, you won't be good!" ”
Huang Rou: "......"
She was now weak, and she didn't even have the strength to speak for a while, so she could only accumulate strength while passively listening to what was happening in front of her...... Idiot babbling.
'Zhao Yi' got up and hid behind the table, with his back to Huang Rou, his voice was soft, as if he was extremely scared, and he was about to faint in the next moment, but he was still trying to maintain his 'innocence'.
"Don't you think about coming to me, I'm actually not good at all, I don't have two taels of flesh all over my body, I don't learn and don't have skills, I have a headache when I endorse a book, or you go to Xia Zhiming, it is rumored that he is the best talent, you catch him when you are the boss of the village, you also have face?"
As he spoke, 'Zhao Yi' tears fell down, and his red eyes looked pitiful.
"It's not my fault that I look like this, why am I so unlucky!"
The real Zhao Yi shrank in a dark corner, watching 'himself' perform in amazement.
Huang Rou finally regained some strength, took a deep breath, and squeezed out two words in her dry throat: "Shut up!" ”
Although she has been in poor health since she was a child and cannot practice martial arts, her father and brother are both dart masters, and most of the people she has seen are high-spirited men.
There was a clang, and the door to the room opened.
Li Nan rushed into the door with a bad body, his muscles were exposed, and his face was full of rage: "Rou Niang! ”
"Brother Nan!"
"Hero, help!"
Li Nan had already raised his firewood knife and didn't cut it, and when the 'wicked' saw him, he swooped over and hid behind him as if he had seen a great savior.
"Help me, save me!"
Huang Rou said viciously: "Shut up! Brother Nan closed the door, don't alarm others! ”
Li Nan was confused, but it was an instruction and an action.
'Zhao Yi''s face changed suddenly, and he looked at a man and a woman in the room in disbelief, opened his mouth, and just wanted to speak.
Huang Rou said sharply: "Stop, stop your mouth, I have a headache." ”
Li Nan didn't care about anything else, hurriedly took two steps over and hugged Huang Rou's shoulder, helped her sit up, and looked carefully, and saw that she didn't seem to be injured and her clothes were intact, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Three people in the room looked at each other, both sides full of vigilance.
Huang Rou slowly eased up, and with Brother Nan by her side at this time, she completely relaxed, exhaled and asked softly, "Didn't you kidnap me here?" ”
'Zhao Yi' looked around, his face dazed: "Huh? ”
immediately reacted, and said in amazement: "You are not a flower thief?" ”
Huang Rou and Li Nan: "......"
'Zhao Yi's body was weak, and he propped up the table and asked in a low voice, "Really, not?" ”
Li Nan and Huang Rou both felt ridiculous for a while, just a moment ago, they were still full of despair, for fear that this rich and noble man's son would rob the people's daughters, they may have some power in the rivers and lakes, but how can they compete with the powerful?
Li Nan was ready to do his best.
Huang Rou is even more determined to die.
Then the next moment, Huang Rou, the victim, became a flower thief, the perpetrator, and the gentleman looked like a pitiful white rabbit.
It's all about whatever!
Huang Rou was angry and said angrily: "It's obvious that you kidnapped me on the street!" ”
'Zhao Yi' was dumbfounded, and only after a while did he move his steps to the bronze mirror of the dresser in Xiangyue Building, and took a careful photo, he breathed a sigh of relief after taking the photo, and turned his head with an incredulous face, "Girl, no, madam, if you have an eye disease, it is better to ask a doctor to take a look." ”
Huang Rou was even more angry, but after being angry, she was glad again, and after being glad, she finally had the mood to pay attention to the bastard who made her angry.
If you look closely, you are really ashamed of yourself.