Yu Qing changed into a plain beige white dress, simply freshened up, and got rid of a beautiful embryo, and the scar on her face couldn't stop her plain beauty.

The clothes just came off.

Before he finished speaking, a sarcastic female voice sounded outside the door.

"Yo, who did I say? It turned out to be you girl. ”

When Xiyue heard the prestige, she hurriedly knelt down, "Fujin is auspicious." ”

The little face is white.

Yu Qing raised his eyes, wearing a gold silk eight-treasure bun on his head, hanging a beaded hairpin, and a bean-green satin, showing wealth.

Xiyue called her Fujin, in other words, the woman here is big.

Yu Qing looked the other party up and down, and didn't know whether to salute or not, so she nodded slightly and bent down. Fu Jin saw the scar on Yu Qing's face, and then his originally black face smiled.

She straightened her waist, slowly walked in and sat down on the main seat, picked up the jade teacup with one hand and took a sip elegantly.

"I heard you jumped straight out of the coffin?" She glanced at Yu Qing contemptuously, her face full of disgust.

Yu Qing lowered her head, couldn't figure out the ins and outs, and didn't know how to answer all of a sudden.

Xiyue, who was on the side, gently bumped into Yu Qing, who was in a fugue, and signaled her with her eyes.

"Yes." Yu Qing agreed.

She clearly sensed that the other party was hostile.

Fu Jin snorted lightly, "Xiyue, this kind of person who is full of bad luck, still doesn't help her baptize?" ”

She deliberately raised a few decibels during the demonstration.

Xiyue, who was kneeling on the side, didn't dare to raise her head, trembling so much that she broke out in a cold sweat.

Baptism? What is the baptism? Yu Qing was confused.

"Fu, Fujin, the second lady is the one brought back by the young master, and it should be decided by the young master." Xiyue's voice trembled, and her face turned pale.

"Presumptuous, when will it be your turn to speak here." Fu Jin put the teacup in his hand heavily.

"Don't go yet." She raised her eyebrows and yelled at the two maids beside her.

The maid was in a hurry, and immediately brought two palm-sized ceramic vials, and the two of them clamped Yu Qing on the left and right, and stuffed Yu Qing's feet into the ceramic bottles.

"What are you doing?" Yu Qing asked with a struggle.

Fu Jin looked very relaxed, as if watching a good show, slanting his eyes and raising his eyebrows.

"I'm just going to wash away your bad luck." She sat dignified, with a clear face.

Xiyue on the side trembled so much that she didn't dare to squeak.

Yu Qing's feet were forced into a small ceramic bottle, and cold sweat came out in pain. The servant brought two plates of red-hot charcoal, and forced Yuqing's feet to roast on them.

"Let me go." Yu Qing shouted.

Is this baptism?

What an international joke, baked like this, shrunk at the foot of the porcelain jar will be destroyed sooner or later.

"It's your blessing to be able to live in the bachelor's mansion today, but you have to listen to the rules of this mansion. When you've washed all the bad luck off your body, I'll let you go. Fu Jin Pi said with a smile, his eyes were full of coldness.

Yu Qing has experienced what a femme fatale is.

She struggled hard, but was held by several maids, and she couldn't move at all. Yu Qing visibly felt her feet rolling, she clenched her teeth tightly, and her eyes looked directly at Fu Jin.

The temperature on the feet is getting higher and higher, and the maids are desperately catching Yu Qing, and if they continue to roast like this, this foot will be wasted.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and his lips were black and purple.

We can't go on like this, Yu Qing thought to herself.

"Fu, Fujin, I, I have something to tell you." Yu Qing was almost exhausted, panting and dying.

Fu Jin was wary and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "A milky girl with a dry smell, what can you say to me." ”

Yu Qing felt that she was almost out of breath, she lowered her head, her hair was messy, and she squirmed her lips and whispered, "Fu, Young Master Fu said...... Said he ......"

……

Her voice became quieter and quieter, and she couldn't hear her at all.

"What did Young Master Fu say?" Fu Jin stood up violently, took two steps closer to Yu Qing, and put his ear close to her lips.

"Say, what did Young Master Fu say to you? Is there something about your sister? Fu Jin was annoyed and had no patience at all.

"Say...... Said ......" Yuqing stopped suddenly.

She raised her head violently and bit Fu Jin's ear fiercely.

In an instant, a room full of mourning and pride came to the world.

"Oh, come on, quick, pull this crazy girl away for me." Fu Jin's face was black and purple, and he screamed in pain.

Seeing this, the maids hurriedly pulled away Yu Qing, and Yu Qing took the opportunity to knock her feet on the ground, and the porcelain jar was all broken.

The feet were finally released.

But it has been roasted for so long that it has become purple and swollen.

Fu Jin's distorted face on the side covered his ears and scolded angrily, "You crazy person, I won't let you have a good time." ”

She looked very embarrassed with her teeth and claws.

As he spoke, he was helped by a few maids and stumbled out.

Yu Qing sat on the ground and twisted her eyebrows, her feet were about to become swollen into pig's feet, but fortunately, she put her feet directly on the charcoal tray and roasted them, and they were also roasted, wrapped in porcelain and roasted, and the porcelain was heated around, and the whole foot suffered.

The punishment of the ancients is really not an ordinary pervert. Xiyue was so frightened that she couldn't come back to her senses for a while, "Second, Second Miss, are you okay?" ”

She crawled over on her knees, and the pear blossoms brought the rain.

This girl is really scared silly.

"Xiyue, you can help me get some mint leaves and water." Yu Qing instructed, if you don't deal with it in time, this foot will have pus.

Xiyue didn't say a word, she nodded her head and trotted out, this girl moved quite fast, and after a while, she brought water and a bamboo basket of mint leaves.

Yu Qing crawled all the way to the bed with both hands, the strength on her feet couldn't be used at all, her face was covered with sweat, and she was a little dizzy.

"Second Miss, what do you want so many mint leaves for?" Xiyue was distressed and anxious.

"Come, you can help me, mash the mint leaves and put them in the water." Yu Qing commanded.

Mashing mint leaves in clean water and soaking your feet in them will help relieve burns on your feet.

Yu Qing soaked for a while, and fainted unconsciously.

In a daze, I only heard Xiyue shouting her name from the side.

I don't know how long I fell asleep, but when I woke up again, I saw that extremely familiar face again, Fu Ankang. He sat on the edge of the bed with a look of anxiety, wearing armor as if he was in a hurry.

"Yuqing, you're awake." Fu Ankang asked with concern.

This face, in modern times, was the person she had a crush on for three years, and now she is so resistant. Yu Qing twisted her eyebrows, blinked with her big ignorant eyes, and whispered, "Who am I?" Where am I? ”

She looked ignorant, and her face turned completely pale.

Seeing this, Fu Ankang immediately stepped forward, "I'm Fu Ankang, your brother-in-law." ”

"Brother-in-law?"

Yu Qing repeated stupidly, shaking her head ignorantly.

Seeing this, Fu Ankang shouted, "Come on, bring the doctor." ”

After a while, the doctor hurriedly arrived with the medicine box on his back, and after checking the pulse for Yu Qing, he said with a serious expression, "Miss Yu's pulse is stable, and she has a skin injury. ”

Fu Ankang was upset when he heard this, and immediately pointed at the doctor and scolded in a low voice, "She can't remember anything now, you said she has a stable pulse?" ”