Chapter 9: The Lord's Wife.
Jiang Yanran is indeed in the City Lord's Mansion.
After Cheng Lixue left, a big customer came to the sugar painting stall, and he ordered several kinds of them in a row, and specially asked for freshly baked and freshly made. The sugar painter had no choice but to comply, and his craftsmanship was exquisite, and he made a candy figure with a quick rotation and pulling. At this time, the crowd was surging, and the onlookers couldn't stop applauding, Jiang Yanran was mixed in it and was watching it with relish, and she didn't notice that someone covered her mouth and nose from behind for a while.
When she woke up again, she found herself in the firewood room, and there was silence around her, and no matter how she called, no one answered.
I don't know how long it took, the house was pitch black, and I couldn't see it before someone opened the lock and walked in.
There were about seven or eight people in the group, led by an elderly woman, who wore Luo clothes and gold and silver, but she couldn't stop her eyebrows and cold eyes. As soon as she saw Jiang Yanran, she waved her hand and ordered the rough envoy behind her: "Take it away!"
A few rough women stepped forward.
Jiang Yanran's heart was not good, so she was about to shout but before she could make a sound, someone covered her mouth, Jiang Yanran struggled desperately, but those rough mothers-in-law had a lot of strength, and they were very skilled and skillful, no matter how Jiang Yanran struggled, it was in vain.
"Girl, let's save your energy!" the mean-faced woman sneered and glanced at Jiang Yanran contemptuously.
Jiang Yanran hated that she was so powerless at this time, and at the same time, she couldn't help but be desperate and frightened.
What are they going to do, and where are they going to take her?
Seeing that she still refused to stop, the woman reached out and pinched the tender flesh on Jiang Yanran's waist, and the painful Jiang Yanran's eyes turned red and shed tears.
"Tut-tut, look at this pitiful thing, even my old wife feels distressed when she sees it. She said and patted Jiang Yanran's face, "It's a pity, this good face is the wrong person." If you want to blame yourself, you will blame your own fate, take away-"
What do you mean?
Before Jiang Yanran could think deeply, she was coerced and taken to a palatial room.
Green smoke surrounds the nose, and a figure looms behind the bead curtain.
"Kneel!" As the woman shouted, Jiang Yanran was pressed and fell to the ground, saying that kneeling was actually similar to falling, her knees hurt from being hit, and her face was pressed tightly on the cold ground.
"This is the Jiang girl?" a thin female voice came from the curtain.
The woman saluted respectfully and said, "Mrs. Huiyu, it is the daughter of the Jiang family." ”
"Well, you guys did a good job, look at the reward!"
As soon as the so-called lady behind the curtain finished speaking, a handful of golden nudes were thrown out, and one even rolled down in front of Jiang Yanran. Immediately afterwards, someone said: "The villain Mrs. Xie is rewarded." ”
This familiar voice made Jiang Yanran's eyes widen, she struggled to raise her head, and the person also happened to walk in front of Jiang Yanran to pick up the golden nude, and the two of them couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at each other.
This person was none other than the person who was driven away by the Seventh Prince's maidservant after being entangled in the market that day, Jiang Yanran didn't expect to see this person here again.
In an instant, she understood everything, and Jiang Yanran asked, "You were premeditated from the beginning. ”
Wang Er wiped the non-existent ash on the golden nude, and smiled slightly after putting it in his arms: "Little lady, don't look at me like that, the villain is just acting on orders!"
At this time, the woman suddenly shouted: "Okay, since you have accepted the reward and still do not retreat, you dare to be presumptuous in front of your wife?"
Hearing this, Wang Er stopped speaking and hurriedly saluted and retreated.