When the girl saw that the matter had been revealed, she no longer talked to her, but only clapped her hands, and two old women of five big and three thick came in outside.

One of them came up and grabbed Yu Zhiyan's arm and forcibly pressed her to the ground, while the other took the bowl of cold tea and poured it all into her mouth.

After she had swallowed all the tea, the two old ladies let her go.

Yu Xuanyan's face turned red, and he put his fingers into his throat to induce vomiting, but was stopped by the maid.

"You don't stop her yet." The girl commanded, and the two old ladies took control of her arms again.

The girl saw that Yu Zhiyan's face gradually turned red, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "Sister, don't blame me today, I also acted on orders." ”

After speaking, they gave a look, and the two old grandmothers dragged Yu Zhiyan behind the screen, and the silk and silk and jewelry had already been prepared behind.

The two old ladies came up without scruples and tore her clothes, and soon only a belly pocket embroidered with peonies remained.

Yu Zhiyan grew so big, it was the first time she was so humiliated, she only felt ashamed and ashamed, and scolded angrily: "What are you guys, you dare to come and pull my clothes, don't let it go quickly." ”

The two old ladies ignored her anger, and quickly helped her change her clothes and bring all her jewelry.

Yu Zhiyan understood what was mixed in the tea, she only felt hot all over, her feet were weak, and her heart was like countless ants scratching and scratching.

One of the old women then lifted her up and whispered in her ear some boudoir techniques, which had been told to her by an old mother when she was married.

When she heard these words, she felt even more like her body burning, and she just wanted to tear off all the clothes she had just woon.

When she regained some of her senses, she saw that she was being thrown into a room, and only heard the faint sound of chains outside, and it was obvious that she could not get out.

With this familiar furnishing, she didn't have to guess to know whose room it was.

Yu Zhiyan's heart suddenly became cold, and she really didn't know how to get out at this moment.

My sister has died here, so she can't even pay for herself.

She was afraid that she would lose her mind again, so she took the hairpin and slashed it on her wrist. A sharp pain came, and she felt a little more awake.

"Open the door, aren't you crazy, do you still want to rob the people's daughters?" Yu Zhiyan slapped on the door and shouted, "Is it that there is no royal law now?" ”

She was shouting, but behind the curtain there was a faint man's angry voice, "What are you arguing about, do you want to die and you won't let me live in peace?" ”

Dong Lang walked out of the bedroom as he spoke, but saw Yu Zhiyan standing by the door with a frightened face, his face flushed abnormally.

And what surprised him even more was that she was wearing a thin gauze dress, and her delicate figure was faintly visible.

"Why are you here?" Dong Lang's black eyes stared at her tightly, "What's the matter, isn't it sick." ”

Yu Zhiyan clenched his fists, finally lowered his eyes, and cried: "Why should the young master pretend to be confused, didn't the young master order someone to pour it into me." ”

As soon as he heard this, Dong Lang immediately guessed the matter, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and his eyes were cold that he couldn't hide.

"Let's go, I'll carry you to bed." He didn't wait for her to answer, and he picked her up.