But now there is a chance, Song San looked at the little girl Chu Yuyao on the road, although the master also liked it, thinking that the girl was raised by the master since she was a child, and the fat water did not flow into the fields of outsiders, and she was given a position as a side lady, and she was not wronged! But for the sake of big things, I had to cut my love! As long as the master helps Song San marry Chu Yuyao, Song San will completely support me as the city lord! Chu Zheng said proudly, and raised her chin again, "Baby, your dream of being a side lady will soon come true!" ”

"Ouch, that person can just wait, you have to talk!" The concubine hugged Chu Zheng's fat arm and rubbed it vigorously.

"Then, are the little ones still staring?" The servant asked cautiously.

Chu Zheng waved his hand, "No need, you go directly to the Song Mansion and tell Song San that tomorrow is a good day, and let him prepare to welcome the kiss in a sedan chair!" ”

"Yes, the little one will go right away!" When the servant heard this, he turned around and left quickly.

The concubine knew that it was completely impossible for Chu Yuyao's little slut to rob Chu Zheng with her, so she really smiled, used all her strength, and hummed Chu Zheng directly.

*****

Song House.

"Ahh The third master spares his life! The third master spares his life! ”

"Third master, the slave doesn't dare, the slave doesn't dare anymore, woo woo ......"

The voices of several women screaming and begging for mercy came from the entire bedroom, accompanied by the snapping of whips and Song San's happy laughter, "Hahaha...... Don't dare? How's that going to work? The third master loves this mouthful, if you don't dare, the third master, I will not just whip, but your life! ”

As a result, all the crying women did not dare to beg for mercy, and they didn't even dare to cry, so they desperately bit their mouths and endured it.

The whip sounded louder, coming from the room all the time, and Song San's more wanton, more hearty and cruel laughter.

The housekeeper walked to the door, heard the voice inside, hesitated again and again, and finally had the courage to say, "Third master, the people from Chu Mansion have sent a letter!" ”

The sound of the whip suddenly stopped, and Song San, who was wearing only a pair of shorts on his upper body and a pair of shorts on his lower body, walked out with a whip in his hand.

The back of his chest was covered with all kinds of red marks, of different sizes and shapes, some like lip flaps, some like cat's claws, and some with tooth marks......

"What's the matter?" Song San's face was displeased to be interrupted, and he shook the whip in his hand, which had been dyed red with blood, which was extremely terrifying.

"Third Master," the housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said fearfully, "Chu Zheng asked someone to send a letter, saying that tomorrow is a good day to get married, and it is the most suitable for the third master and Miss Chu to get married!" ”

When Song San heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he laughed proudly, "Hahaha...... Lao Tzu knew that Chu Zheng, the old horseman, would definitely agree! Compared to the position of the city lord, what is Chu Yuyao? As long as he becomes the city lord, won't all the women in Tianxing City be his? Good! You tell them to go down and get the brothers ready to pick up their new sister-in-law tomorrow!" ”

"Yes, the little one will go now!" The butler nodded and left.

Song San shook the whip in his hand vigorously, the blood on it splashed everywhere, he turned around, returned to the room, and slammed the door, the smile on his face became even more vicious and bloodthirsty, "Baby, you will have a new partner tomorrow, are you unhappy?" ”