Meng Zhipei braved the heavy snow to come, so naturally there was no reason to return in vain.

He pushed open the door and took a few steps inside.

The room was covered by curtains and a fragrant mist.

Meng Zhipei vaguely heard the meow of a cat.

When did Zheng Qingyi get a cat? He thought about taking a few steps closer, and the meow of the cat gradually became clearer.

Meng Zhipei's face was pale.

This is a cat meow, it is clearly a green sound on the top of the head!

The chest rose violently in the eyes and rose violently.

Sure enough, he was a lowly prostitute, and he dared to raise a concubine behind his back!

What a bold move!

Meng Zhipei lifted the curtain with his hand and walked in.

The king's beard was rising, and when he saw Meng Zhipei, he was so frightened that he withered, and rolled on the inside of the bed in a trembling manner, and said in fear: "Master Hou, it's not what you think!" ”

Zheng Qingyi was so frightened that she was stunned!

How did Meng Zhipei come?

How long has he not been here!

Meng Zhipei saw that the two of them were not hanging an inch, and his anger rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover, and a mouthful of blood was held in his throat.

He knew that if he didn't breathe out, this blood would not disperse!

When he grabbed the jewelry box on the dresser, he smashed it into Zheng Qingyi's face.

The box hit the face and spread out.

The pearl hairpin fell full of beds.

Zheng Qingyi came back to her senses after eating pain, and when she saw Meng Zhipei approaching with a cold face, she was so frightened that her soul was broken for a while, and she screamed and begged for mercy.

Wang Huzi got off the bed like a rat and wanted to run outside, but was blocked by Wang Lu who walked in.

Wang Lu picked up the gold-painted plum bottle on the Bogu shelf and smashed it on Wang Huzi's head with all his might.

Wang Huzi fell to the ground with a bang.

Wang Lu listened to the movement inside, and did not go inside, but tied up Wang's beard and threw it in the snow.

In the room, Meng Zhipei grabbed Zheng Qingyi's neck and picked up the golden hairpin on the side of her face.

The hairpin was on her forehead, pressed down hard, the hairpin pierced into the skin, and when she saw the blood, Meng Zhipei pinched it tightly and swiped it down hard!

Zheng Qingyi was in unbearable pain and struggled desperately, but was pressed by Meng Zhipei.

A bloody wound stretched from his forehead to his chin, dripping with blood.

Meng Zhipei looked at it, the depression in his heart dissipated slightly, he lost the hairpin, and walked out.

Zheng Qingyi covered her face and rolled on the couch, crying bitterly.

Not long after, Wang Lu came in with someone, tied up Zheng Qingyi, and took him away.

In the upper room, Mrs. Hou sat upright with her eyes closed, and the Buddhist beads in her hand twisted between her fingers one after another.

Next, Meng Zhipei was as steady as a green pine, drinking tea as usual, listening to the sound of the slamming board on the skin and flesh outside the door, and the weaker and weaker begging for mercy.

Wang Lu walked in wiping the sweat from his forehead, waved his hands and said, "Master Hou, he has one breath left, are you still fighting?" ”

Mrs. Hou opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were full of anger, and she shouted in a cold and bitter voice: "Beat, beat to death!" ”

Wang Lu nodded and was about to go out, but was stopped by Meng Zhipei: "Slow!" ”

Wang Lu stopped and turned around, bowing down and waiting for Meng Zhipei's orders.

Meng Zhipei put down the teacup and sneered: "Don't kill it first, throw it in the firewood room." ”

Mrs. Hou frowned and said, "Why is this?" ”

Staying for a moment like this kind of dirty thing is disgusting to yourself, and it's only right to deal with it as soon as possible!

Meng Zhipei said: "It's too cheap for him to die like this, stay a breath, and continue to fight tomorrow!" ”

Mrs. Hou pursed her lips and did not speak again.

Wang Lu saw that Mrs. Lao Hou had no objections, bowed his head, turned around and went out.

Zheng Qingyi was locked up in the firewood room, and she was calling the heavens and the earth to be ineffective.

Seeing Wang Lu dragging Wang Lu's beard, who was covered in blood and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he was so frightened that the blood on his face faded.

Hurriedly jumped up and hugged Wang Lu's arm: "You go to Hou Ye and say, just say that I am innocent, you go and tell Hou Ye now." As if frightened to the extreme, his voice trembled, and he stumbled in a word.

Wang Lu looked at the blood on her face, and secretly said that Meng Zhipei was ruthless enough.

Listening to her words, he sneered: "Master Hou is not blind, Aunt Zheng is not a child, how innocent can she be?" ”

Zheng Qingyi was stunned, thinking of the scene at that time, and said urgently: "He and he are helping me check my body, and you know, after I gave birth to a child, my body has not recovered." ”

"It's this quack doctor who deliberately belittled me by seeing a doctor, I didn't feel sorry for Master Hou!"

Wang Lu was amused when he heard it.

Nodding his head, he said, "Okay!" ”

"For the sake of love, I will say it, but whether Hou Ye believes it or not, it's not up to me to decide." After speaking, she brushed Zheng Qingyi's hand, but she buckled it tighter.

Wang Lu was a little impatient: "What else is there to do with my aunt?" ”

Zheng Qingyi said nonsense that even children don't believe and sobered up.

looked at Wang Lu in a panic and said, "Master Hou, is he going to kill me?" ”

Wang Lu didn't know why she would ask such a stupid thing!

They all scratched their faces and tied them here, and they still expect Meng Zhipei to forgive her?!

Pulling out his arm vigorously, he looked at the blood on his sleeve that was rubbed by her, and frowned: "Yes!" ”

Zheng Qingyi's heart was shocked, her legs suddenly became weak, and she shook her body a little unsupportably, barely standing firmly.

After a moment of silence, she sobbed in a low voice and muttered, "I still have a child, and I gave birth to the firstborn for him!" The more she spoke, the higher she re-grabbed Wang Lu's arm, and hissed: "I gave birth to the eldest son of Houfu, he can't kill me!" ”

Wang Lu felt that she was crazy, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, so he couldn't pull it back, and kicked the person down with an angry kick, and scolded: "Prostitute! ”

When he was about to walk out of the firewood room, he heard a faint voice behind him: "The child is my Meng Zhipei, and the eldest man is raising my son for me." ”

They are all going to die, and Wang Huzi is not afraid to tell everything.

can be angry with Meng Zhipei, he just earned!

Wang Lu turned his head in shock, looked at Wang Huzi, and then looked at Zheng Qingyi.

Zheng Qingyi's scream of collapse pounced on Wang Huzi and hit and kicked.

Wang Huzi was half-dead, he couldn't even struggle, and the only breath he had was used to scold Zheng Qingyi and Meng Zhipei.

Wang Lu listened to them scolding for a while, and then realized that Zheng Qingyi had already followed Wang Huzi long before he followed Meng Zhipei.

What a shocking drama this is!!

Wang Lu laughed excitedly, hurried to the upper room, and told the secret he heard to Mrs. Lao Hou and Meng Zhipei in detail.

Mrs. Hou fainted to death on the spot.

Meng Zhipei went straight to the firewood room, and picked up the axe for chopping wood before entering the door.

The door was open, and at first you could hear the wailing, then the sound of heavy objects hitting the floor.

Seeing the lively servant women and servants gathered outside the firewood room in a circle after circle, but no one dared to approach.

When Meng Zhipei walked out like a bloody person, the sound of gasping air sounded in the crowd one after another.

The breath was all dispersed with a bang.

Wang Lu stood at the back of the crowd, watching Meng Zhipei come out, and smacked his lips with lack of interest.

How did this kill?

I thought it would be two more days!

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