The monk did not understand why he had come back after three years of absence, and everything was turned upside down, so he went to ask the people around him, and he learned that the hostess had been forced to come to the monk one day to find out how he was doing, only to be defiled by his drunken father.

When he learned of this, he went to his father in a fit of rage, but his drunken father, in the midst of an argument with him, accidentally fell off a cliff.

A series of blows broke him.

The monk wanted to marry her again, but she refused strongly.

Yao Er said that she didn't blame him, but if they were together, it would be against the norms, she was a polite and intellectual woman, and she would never do such a despicable thing.

In the long agony, he gradually changed his personality. Becomes emotionally changeable and depressed and irritable.

And because there was no pillar in the family, the title of the family was hereditary to him, but he hated the hypocritical circle maintained by his father, so he also refused this so-called right, but Yao Er was unwilling to give up this glamorous life, and began to maneuver among those nobles as a hostess.

And what he didn't know was that their family was also involved with the Zhurong remnant family.

When the Zhurong remnants came to find him and asked for financial support, Yao Er was taking care of it, and her ability became stronger and stronger, and when he didn't know it, the stormy home was stabilized in the storm.

Her fame gradually gained some influence on the outside.

However, the monk master who went to practice outside heard bad rumors about her.

Everyone said that she was a hibiscus willow waist, and that the fragrance in her tent was strong, which made people linger.

He returned home from the academy to ask for clarification, but knocked at the door but no one came, and he broke down the door, but was hindered by the maid of the house, and he watched a man come down from the pavilion while arranging his clothes.

It was a friend of my father's and a prominent family leader.

He smiled contentedly, patted the monk master's shoulder, tilted his head, and said, "Are you coming back to see your mother?" What a dutiful son, but she's still resting—"

Enraged, he slapped the man's fat hand away with one hand, then flew up and kicked the man down the stairs.

"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!!! ”

He scolded angrily while beating the man all over the ground and looking for teeth, he only felt angry, and was angry, Yao Er rushed out in a panic wearing a robe, she was still barefoot, lying on the stairs and shouting at him, "What are you doing!" Stop it! ”

"Do what?" The Lord of the Rites glared at her with red eyes.

"When you ask me what I do, do you have to ask yourself first, Mother!!"

"How dare you hit me!"

The pig-like man stood up and roared, "Me."

Tell you, it's too late for you to kneel down for me now, otherwise I will revoke your family's land transportation qualification in the north, and you will never want to do any business in the north!! ”

"Gra! Don't be angry! Gra! This sentence did not shake the monk master, but it made Yao Er panic, she ran down in a panic, passed by him, rushed to the front of the man, she softly stroked his injured cheek, "Gla, don't be angry, this child he- blame me for forgetting that today is the day he came back, he probably thinks you offended me as a mother, don't be angry, okay?" ”

Her almost pleading voice softened the man's heart, and he smiled and grabbed her soft and pulled it into his arms, looking at the monk master with a provocative gaze, "This child is not sensible, I won't care about today's affairs, but you, as a mother, should also teach him what etiquette is......"

As he spoke, he kissed her and stroked her twin peaks.

Yao Er struggled for a moment and looked at the monk master in a panic, but the man's rough movements made her no time to be distracted, and she struggled to squeeze out the order to the other strange servants, "Take the young master down!" ”

The master of the ceremonial monks rushed forward as if he had been burned by fire, forcibly separating them, and Yao Er was thrown aside in disheveled clothes, tearing in pain.

His eyes were gloomy and terrifying, "Get out of me, if you want to break the road, you can cut it off for me, Lao Tzu is not rare, but the next time you dare to step into my house, I will break your neck, can you remember it for me?" ”

The man was obviously frightened by the monk master, and after he was thrown down, he ran out in a panic, and before leaving, he didn't forget to turn around and shout, "You young master who doesn't know the world, do you know your so-called mother, she is now a prostitute who rides thousands of people, where do you think she is still noble?!" Even if you beg me in the future, I won't come again! ”

The door was slammed shut.

It was as if everything had stood still.

He stood there, the other maids were silently cleaning up the mess, and some people wanted to help Yao Er up, but they were frightened by the eyes of the monk master and didn't dare to move.

Step by step, he walked up to the woman.

He leaned down and stared at her for a long time, watching her rush out with her clothes draped in before she even put on her belly pocket, tightly protecting her front.

Her neck was covered with red and cyan marks, and her lips were swollen from Fang Cai's passionate kiss.

"Do you know why I came back this time?" The monk asked quietly.

Yao Er shrank for a moment, returning her expression to her former calmness. She just wants to hide her panic, she used to be so innocent, but now she is full of calculations and scheming.

"I was going to get you out of here." The monk master said softly, watching Yao Er raise his head in disbelief, and said coldly, "But I have changed my mind now." ”

He grabbed Yao

Son's hair, dragging her up the stairs.

"Young Master, Young Master!!" The loyal maid was frightened by his actions, and rushed up desperately to stop her, but he kicked her away, and he walked up step by step, pulling Yao Er, who was desperately struggling, and letting her let out a terrible scream.

"Fetch me water."

He dragged Yao Er into the room and gave orders to the maid the moment he closed the door.

“…… Yes, yes! ”

He turned around and finally saw a painful look in Yao Er's eyes. He let go of his hand, and he ripped off a handful of her thick black hair, which was still dripping with blood.

He used to treat women so cared for and cherished so much.

The hair he once loved so much, and loved so much.

He stared at the hair in his hand, moved his gaze to Yao Er, who was pale, and showed a hideous smile, "Don't you like to be a bitch who rides thousands of people?" Whatever you want, I'll give it to you. ”

The water was beaten, and he pulled Yao Er's hair and stuffed it into the bucket, and while rinsing her, he angrily scolded, "Dirty, slut!" Are you so dissatisfied? ”

He tried his best to humiliate her, Yao Er struggled with the pain at first, and then gradually gave up, allowing him to angrily scrub her body with a brush, her clothes torn and her hair ripped to pieces.

She bit her lip tightly, closing her eyes in despair at his wrath.

And when she was thrown on the bed, she struggled desperately.

"Don't, you go away! You go away! Let me go! ”

She screamed, biting his hand with her teeth, and the monk ripped off his own clothes and bound her hands, holding her down as she struggled.

"No, no!! Let me go! She cried out with desperation.

"Isn't it because you're my mother that you don't accept me?" His kiss was in the siege, and he raised his eyes and sneered.

"Mother, don't you always praise me for my filial piety?"

He gritted his teeth and suddenly advanced, torturing her with devastating torture, "Serving my mother, isn't it what I, a filial son, should do?" ”

Outside, there was a storm of thunder, lightning and thunder.

He heard her cry in his frenzy, he hadn't heard her cry for a long time, and the first time he cried was because he had broken his arm trying to catch her from a horse, and she was holding her arm and tears were falling down her face.

He also laughed at her, "It's not that you fell, why are you crying." ”

"But......," she whispered, blinking her teary eyes, "but you fell, and I felt like I had been hurt by a fall." ”

"What a coquettish guy." He couldn't help but smile, and secretly leaned down and pecked her lips while she was tearing down, watching her cheeks turn red quickly, and said, "Kiss you, this is a flat story!" ”

"Why are you like this!" Yao Er was ashamed and angry, constantly hammering his chest, smiling like a flower.

……

Her cries drowned out in the shower, and he paused to wrap her in his arms, and he heard her murmuring, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

She was in a near-comatose coma, with a high fever, repeating the phrase throughout the night.

He was beside the bed, clutching her hand tightly, in pain.

Because of the torture, Yao Er had a serious illness. After three days of high fever, when I woke up, I was already a little confused.

He watched her wake up tired, his heart was like a broken bowel, waiting for her to scold him or let him go, no matter what he was now, he would rely on Yao'er, and he would never let her suffer half a point of grievance.

But Yao'er's situation changed strangely, she stared at herself blankly, and then asked with a smile, "Monk Master, didn't you go to the school yesterday?" Why is it back today? Is it because you're homesick, or is it because you miss me? ”

In the last sentence, she was already a little shy. He looked at himself with a red cheek.

The monk master was stunned.

He was shocked to find that her memories were confused, and all the memories stopped at the time he left her.

His feelings suddenly surged into his heart for a while.

(End of chapter)

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