Chapter Seventy-Two: The Truth

"What's the matter, lady?" asked Huang Shan, pretending to be concerned.

Miss Yang was hesitant and struggling at the moment, not only wanting to ask clearly, but also afraid that the facts would make her even more sad. His eyes wandered, and he happened to see the wine jug on the square table, and an idea was born.

She forced out a laugh, raised her hand and pointed to the square table: "Don't worry, you haven't drunk the wine yet." ”

Huang Shan clapped his hands and suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, it's the husband's fault, the lady reminded me right!" He took two wine glasses and poured the wine to the brim, and the aroma overflowed.

A cup was handed to Miss Yang and said, "Lady, in the future, we will hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son." ”

Miss Yang smiled bitterly, hesitantly took the wine glass, and her fingers trembled slightly.

No one was paying attention, and a dark shadow was slowly moving on the ground.

For a while, Miss Yang felt a lot of feelings in her heart, and her chest was tight and irritable. With a heart-to-heart and a head raised, he fed all the wine into his stomach.

"The lady has a good amount of alcohol. Huang Shan watched a little wine slide down Miss Yang's mouth into the deep clothes, his eyes suddenly lit up, he swallowed his saliva, and drank it all with a smile.

After drinking too much wine, the nature of Huangshan was gradually revealed. His wicked gaze drifted up and down, stretched out his arm and picked up Miss Yang horizontally, and threw her on the splendid soft mattress.

"Lady, it's not too early, we should do something. ”

Miss Yang is a beautiful girl, familiar with those women's scriptures, and she follows the rules on weekdays. It's like this Huangshan human-faced beast heart, Meng Lang is presumptuous. But he was teased for a while, and he was also panting, and the peaks were undulating. Such a posture falls in the eyes of Huangshan, and it is not in the control of demeanor.

"Lady, you are so fragrant. After speaking, he began to gnaw on Miss Yang's tender neck seriously.

Miss Yang always had a thread in her head, forcing her to be unemotional, and she soon became cold.

She began to struggle with her hands and feet, but although Huang Shan was thin and weak, he was a man after all, and his physical strength was very different, and his subordinates grabbed Miss Yang's wrist and lifted it above her head.

He thought to himself: Sure enough, it's a virgin. The more you struggle, the more exciting it becomes, and the more rude your movements become.

Huang Shan kissed Miss Yang indiscriminately, pressing her soft body fiercely. Somewhere it's also burning up.

"Don't be afraid, lady. My husband will treat you well......"

Thinking of something, Miss Yang's eyes were slightly wet, and she was about to collapse with this unwilling emotion. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he coldly spit out two words: "Xiao Tan." ”

Huang Shan was squirming and rubbing on her stomach, and when she heard this name inadvertently, she was stunned. When I slowly remembered it, I was full of excitement. A little cold sweat oozed from the back of his neck, and even his heart immediately calmed down.

"What, lady, what did you say?" he doubted.

Seeing his unusual reaction, Miss Yang only felt that her heart was completely cold.

"What's the matter? You have forgotten Xiao Tan, she is infatuated with you, but you let her down in order to marry me. ”

Huang Gongzi's face was as white as paper, and his forehead and sideburns were full of cold sweat. He didn't care about wiping it, but he was scared in his heart - that cheap maid died quietly, how could Miss Yang mention it?

Miss Yang took the opportunity to push him away and sat up angrily. A delicate face tensed, and the hand hanging at his side tightened suddenly.

"Smack!" A loud and crisp slap immediately stunned the unsuspecting Huangshan.

It's refreshing. Tang Sanfeng, who was still in the house, quietly watched this play. Secretly applauded.

Huang Shan took two steps back, and the blood on his face faded little by little. Covering his pale face without looking at it, he looked at Miss Yang in disbelief.

After a while, he relieved himself, went up and grabbed one of Miss Yang's arms, and asked, "Lady, what are you hitting me for?"

"Beat you? I just talked about Xiao Tan, and you asked yourself what you did to her? I'm going to tell my dad that I'll leave tomorrow!" Miss Yang waved her sleeves and pulled her hand resolutely, but she also lost her strength and sat down dejectedly.

When Huang Shan heard this, he was frightened and tentatively said: "Lady, don't you want to go crazy with alcohol! The matter of separation is small, and it is a big matter for you to lose your reputation! My father-in-law is the prefect of this county, if you treat me for no reason like this, are you not afraid of losing the face of your Yang Mansion?"

"Face?hehehe...... Only by marrying you did you lose the face of the Yang family. Miss Yang's smile was more ugly than crying, and she swallowed her full stomach of words sourly, and stopped speaking.

Huang Shan saw that she seemed to have calmed down, his lips moved twice, as if he wanted to say anything more cruel, but his eyes rolled, and finally changed to a smiling face.

"I don't know where the husband heard the rumors. You said that Xiao Tan seems to have been a servant girl in my family, but she stole my mother's jewelry and got it from people, and I didn't report it to the official at the beginning, but just kicked her out. Is it that some people are making a fuss about this now, trying to deliberately ruin my reputation in order to sow discord between our husband and wife?"

Miss Yang saw that what he said seemed to be sincere, and there was a moment of hesitation in her heart.

"You've got a mouth that speaks well. Tang Sanfeng really couldn't listen to it, so he simply appeared.

"Who are you! Why are you in our room?" Huang Shan was taken aback, but when he saw Miss Yang's calm face, he suddenly became angry, and scolded: "I see, my husband understands! You are hiding an adulterer, no wonder you want to break me." Hehe, it's really the most poisonous woman's heart!"

Miss Yang saw him hit him upside down, stood up in flames, stared at him, pointed to his nose and said, "Huangshan, don't want to detain the dirty things on me." You killed Xiao Tan, who swore to cherish, thinking that if you marry me, you will be able to rise to prominence, but unfortunately the sky has eyes, I know everything!"

Huang Shan was frightened by these words, and wanted to refute but felt empty-hearted.

Xiao Tan: That immature maid. It's just an appetizer for your own idleness. What kind of vows, the affectionate words are fake, it's that girl who is stupid, and after saying it a few times, she is completely sincere.

He didn't take it seriously at all.

The wicks of the candles in the room crackled, and the figures of the people pulled were obliquely long.

Tang Sanfeng's eyes were gloomy, holding a leaf in his hand, thinking about whether he wanted to do a good deed?

Before he could make a move, an arm reached out from behind him, pulling him straight into the darkness.

Huang Shan had already fallen into that memory, and Miss Yang lowered her head even more. So neither of them noticed that Tang Sanfeng had disappeared from the house.

There was a faint shadow on the pane of the room, and Zhou Xuanqing was standing outside their window at the moment.

She could hear those conversations clearly. The phalanx had been taken out of the bag by her, and the yellow paper talisman was removed, and Xiao Tan's soul floated off the ground in vain.

The enemy was in the house, but he was also the lover who had a knife in her heart. After death, the love fades, but the hatred grows stronger. Her body began to become more and more cold, and the agitated Zhou Xuanqing also felt cold in the skin.