Chapter 2 Marriage as a Condition

"What if I don't say yes." Lu Wanqing opened her mouth with difficulty, her voice was hoarse, and the wound on her head had not been treated, and it had already scabbed.

A cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "What qualifications do you think you have to refuse?" ”

Lu Wanqing closed her eyes, but the tears fell uncontrollably, her heart was already numb with pain, and even her breathing was painful.

"If you obey, I can still guarantee the peace of the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, otherwise ......" naked threat, but for the sake of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lu Wanqing has no room for resistance.

"I promise you." If I could be by your side, would you hate me less, and would I have a chance to solve the misunderstanding?

"Hmph, tomorrow Gu will take you back to the palace and find someone to take your heart's blood. Also, clean up, don't look like you're going to die! It turns out that Xiao Yat can also say such vicious words.

On the second day, she learned that Xiao Yi took her back to the palace to treat Lu Wanxue, but it was just a cover-up.

Prime Minister Lu Tianhao has always loved her, although after her mother passed away, he married the current eldest lady, but he loves him no less.

Therefore, when Lu Tianhao asked why he took her away, her tears fell uncontrollably, she had too many grievances to tell, but unfortunately, she could only be silent.

"Qing'er will be Lone's wife soon, and Lone promised Qing'er to take her back to decorate our wedding room first." said the most tender words in the world, and the big hand around her waist almost broke her waist.

Lu Wanqing desperately endured the pain, her teeth chattering: "Yes, Daddy, Qing'er wants to decorate the wedding room with her own hands." ”

"That's good. If you can marry the prince, I will be relieved. Xue'er doesn't have this life, I'll find her a good family. Lu Tianhao held Lu Wanqing's hand tightly and was reluctant to let go.

When Xiao Yi heard this, his face changed, the strength in his hand increased a little, and after a few casual greetings, he hugged Lu Wanqing and got into the carriage, threw her into the car like garbage, and sneered: "Hmph, Xue'er doesn't have that life, are you a slut with it!" ”

Ignoring Lu Wanqing's injury, he flew away on his horse.

Lu Wanqing fell on the carriage like a broken doll. There was a sharp pain in his body, and his hand trembled and touched his forehead, and the tingling sensation made the tears fall uncontrollably.

Spread your hands, and it was bloody.

The carriage was bumpy all the way, but she fell on the carriage and cried bitterly, Daddy, I want to go home! I really want to go home!

When she arrived at the palace, she didn't know where to go. Because all the way in, there were contemptuous and disgusted eyes, and everyone knew that she would do anything to climb into Xiao Yi's bed.

In the end, the housekeeper relented and took her to the side room, which was for guests, and it seemed that the housekeeper only treated her as a guest.

Lu Wanqing couldn't help laughing out loud, obviously laughing, but the tears kept falling, mixed with the blood on his face, very infiltrating.

The housekeeper is probably old and prone to soft-heartedness: "I'll go get you a bottle of gold sore medicine." ”

Lu Wanqing's nose was sore, and tears circled in her eyes: "Thank you." "I hope that one day, Xiao Yi can also be a little nicer to her, just a little, she is enough.

That night, the housekeeper couldn't get the medicine, but an uninvited guest came.