Jiang Tang slept unsteadily, the cold wind kept blowing outside the window, she swallowed her dry throat, and was about to get up to close the window, when she opened her eyes, she vaguely saw a figure standing in front of the bed.

It was a tall man, his long body was enhanced by his long black coat, and his back was facing the moonlight outside the window, making it difficult to see his face.

Jiang Tang's eyes widened in an instant, his hands grabbed the quilt, and he trembled and opened his mouth to call someone.

Suddenly, a large palm covered her mouth, and as he had expected, he went up to the bed and pressed her, and with one hand easily shackled her two hands above her head, making her unable to move.

"Don't scream."

He whispered a warning in her ear, his voice low and mellow, the voice of a mature man, and the faint smell of tobacco came from the breath.

Jiang Tang's eyes trembled fiercely, she remembered this taste deeply, it was the man in the cave night.

"Who are you, who are you......"

The vision was dim, the man couldn't see clearly, but the slight cool arc on his lips was extremely clear, he lowered Jiang Tang and looked down at her.

Jiang Tang felt uneasy in his heart, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were covered with a shallow mist, reflecting a crystal light under the moonlight.

The man narrowed his eyes gloomily, and stretched out his big palm to cover her clear, bright eyes.

A small and gentle kiss fell on Jiang Tang's left cheek, he breathed lightly in her ear, and then spoke, with a touch of pity in his deep voice: "Does it hurt?" ”

Jiang Tang didn't dare to speak, only trembling.

She was in a dangerous position with him, and he crushed her like a beast pounced on her, ready to bare his fangs and tear her into the belly.

Her gaze peered through his fingers, trying to see his face in vain.

Suddenly, he withdrew the palm that was covering her eyes, but he grabbed the pillow towel from the side, blindfolded her, and tied a knot at the back of her head as usual.

Jiang Tang tensed up in an instant, not daring to think about what would happen next.

A slight cooling sensation suddenly spread on the left side of his face, and the medicinal fragrance lingered in Jiang Tang's nose, and his fingertips gently stroked her cheeks, and applied the ointment little by little.

The calloused fingertips brushed Jiang Tang's face, Jiang Tang stiffly did not dare to move, like an abused dog, when the abuser tied her again but only stroked her head, she was flattered and frightened, and could only respond with trembling.

For a long time, Jiang Tang bit his stiff tongue fiercely before squeezing out a sentence: "I don't care who you are, please don't come to me again in the future." ”

She is now the widow of the Jin family, and if she is discovered by the Jin family, there is only one way to die waiting for her.

The man on her body blurted out for a moment, and his body froze, and then he responded to her with a sarcastic disdain.

"You mean, let me let you go?"

Hearing this, Jiang Tang couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"I have no grievances with you, I don't even know you, you came to Xifang for no reason to occupy something that doesn't belong to you, I haven't offended you, why do you want to let me go?" She was annoyed, and her voice was tinged with urgency.

The atmosphere was quiet, and the man suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Tang was anxious, and at this time he also felt a sense of fear, and whispered worriedly: "You know that I was slapped in the face by the eldest lady, which means that you are also from the Jin Mansion, you came to send me ointment, which shows that you still have human nature, I hope you can forget the incident on the night I married the eldest young master of your family, it is not a good thing for you and me, in the future, we will return to the bridge and return to the road, and it is okay not to disturb each other?" ”

The cold wind blew into the room faintly, blowing the fine hair on Jiang Tang's forehead, blowing her eyes slightly red.

"Don't disturb each other?"

In the silence of the room, his gloomy voice sounded slowly, chilling to the bone.

He grabbed Jiang Tang's neck violently and sneered in her ear playfully, "Grandma Da Shao, I am a lowly person, I haven't married a daughter-in-law in my thirties, and I finally slept with a woman with fine skin and tender flesh like you, you still won't say it outside, do you think I will easily let go of your long-term meat ticket?" ”

With his words, the blood on Jiang Tang's face gradually faded, and his teeth bit his lip forgedly.

"So what do you want to ......?"

The man was silent again.

Two seconds later, in response to Jiang Tang, he lifted the quilt, untied her underwear, and took possession of her again without humanity under her cold and fear.

Human nature?

At the end, he leaned over her ear, hooked his lips and sneered coldly, "Do you know why I came to rub the medicine on you?" ”

Jiang Tang bit his lip and remained silent.

He was indifferent, the coldness spread slowly and clearly from Jiang Tang's cochlea to the heart, she was shivering with cold, but he said with interest: "Even if you are just a plaything, if your face is broken, I will be uncomfortable on it......"

So, there is no ridiculous human nature.

……

It seems to set a certain rhythm of life, every night that man will appear in Jiang Tang's room, every night Jiang Tang dares to be angry and dare not speak, every night she finally survives until he is full and leaves, and she has to get up and go to Du Peiyun's yard after sleeping for less than two hours.

Fortunately, no one came to her courtyard, she mostly went to make up for sleep after serving Du Peiyun, her presence in the Jin family was low, but no one noticed her abnormality.

But this is not a long-term solution.

Jiang Tang asked Fucui to pay attention to the people in the Jin Mansion, counted all the subordinates in the Jin Mansion, and secretly pondered in the room alone.

There are two men in their thirties in the Jin Mansion, one is a lame man who does heavy work in the courtyard of the old lady Jin, and the other is the son of the housekeeper Uncle An, who lives in the Jin Mansion but teaches outside.

Jiang Tang pinched the list of people who counted the people of the Jin Mansion, looked at the withered branches and white snow outside the window, and the list in her hand was gradually crumpled into a ball by her.