At that moment, the deep grievances and panic in Ming Shen's heart were instantly melted into a bowl of sweet sugar water by her husband's act full of trust and tolerance.

But she didn't know that the sugar water that melted into a bowl of pulp needed a strong fire to boil it so that it was so sweet that the root of her tongue was bitter!

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Wen Xuan led Ming Shen all the way to the west door, Sven's handsome face seemed calm, but in those narrow peach blossom eyes, there was a monstrous anger, like a sharp blade about to come out of the sheath, and he had to see blood to dissolve his anger!

He glanced at Ming Shen with the corner of his blood-red eyes, squeezed her delicate hand suddenly, and asked with great force, "Who is the adulterer?" ”

Ming Shen frowned painfully, looked at him with a grim face, and looked like a teacher asking for guilt, the sweetness that had gathered in his heart just now melted into thousands of strands of sourness in an instant.

"The concubine didn't do anything to be sorry for you, can Xuan Lang stop asking?"

"Clever words!" Wen Xuan saw that she dared to shield that person, so angry that he slapped her hard, and because the force was too strong, he directly hit her in the eye and fell to the ground!

Ming Shen fell on the hard and cold ground, and the corners of his lips that were swollen and bleeding were not stopped, and he suddenly felt that he wanted to cry without tears, so he only said: "Xuanlang, didn't you promise to be a concubine and never question it?" The concubine really didn't do anything against women's morality, don't you believe it? ”

"Put away your pitiful face, you don't eat this set!" Wen Xuan said coldly, and then, like a chicken, he bent over and grabbed her, dragged her all the way to the carriage, lifted the curtain, and threw her in.

Ming Shen's whole body threw himself into the carriage, and his forehead hit the mahogany couch heavily, although it was very painful, but fortunately it was separated by a half-thin goose feather cushion, so there was no blood, only a swollen bruise.

She propped herself up with her hands and got up in embarrassment, and before she could sit down, she saw Wen Xuan with a dark angry face, and a horseskin whip in her hand.

Ming Shendeng's face turned pale with fright, and the woman keenly only told her that this man wanted to beat her, and he beat her with a whip!

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The horse-drawn carriage drove on the official road of Kyoto, and the four gold-inlaid windows cut off the inside of the car from the outside, and the doors of the car were covered by curtains, making it impossible to see an inch of spring light!