"If the old lady wants to get angry, come at me, don't involve others, let alone children. At such an age, he still has some virtue on his lips. What about the daughter-in-law of the concubine? That is also the daughter-in-law of my Rong family, and she has the right to speak in this family!" Rong Zhao's temper burst out, no matter what kind of old ancestor and old lady she is, she will come as soon as she opens her mouth.

At this time, Marquis Rong stopped talking, people are selfish, and he still favors his daughter after all.

"You-you-" Old Lady Rong was completely enraged, her two triangular eyes stared at her bigger than the copper bell, pointing at Rong Zhao, her voice was sharp enough to pierce the roof, not at all like a sixty or seventy-year-old old lady, "Okay, she is the daughter-in-law of the Rong family, and she has the right to speak, so what are you, which onion and which garlic are you? You are a married daughter, and you dare to show off your power in front of me in the Rong family, what kind of thing are you!"

Rong Yao has been silent, because when he came back just now, Rong Zhao told her that this is all a woman's business, and he will not be allowed to mix. But at this time, when he heard his sister being scolded, the little overlord of Changge City was not screaming in vain, his voice was high, "What kind of onion and garlic do you say she is?" She is the aunt and grandmother of this family, the sister of the little master, and the concubine of the Marquis Rong, she can show off her martial arts as much as she wants in the Rong family, if she wants, she can walk sideways!"

Old Lady Rong almost couldn't lift up in one breath, and fell heavily on the chair, "You-you-you want to be angry with me and join forces to bully me!"

Rong Wan was very filial, and shook her breath tightly along her chest, "Grandmother, don't be angry, let's talk about something." ”

She pretended to be pretentious and spoke, "I was there at the time, but in fact, the sixth sister is not entirely to blame for this." Everyone knows that the sixth sister has always been straightforward, and if she has anything to say, maybe it was this rush that made Miss Frost misunderstand something. ”

Rong Zhao sneered in his heart, what is this called? What is it to make the frost girl misunderstand, speaking of which, she is still forced to die!

"Misunderstanding? What did I say to misunderstand her, but you told me. Rong Zhao said aggressively.

Rong Wan looked innocent, stared, looked at Rong Zhao timidly, and quickly lowered her head, as if she was afraid of Rong Zhao's might, "Sixth sister doesn't know, Miss Shuangshuang has been fond of the fifth brother for a long time, who would have thought that you would give her a good family today, she must have thought that you couldn't look down on her, so she was sad for a while, so she couldn't think about it." ”

"That's what she thought, and I don't know. Rong Zhao sneered.

Old Lady Rong asked rhetorically: "Don't you know? Isn't it just the intention of humiliating her when you said that today? Not to mention others, it is not an insult to reward her with a bracelet and compare her with her subordinates!"

"Oh, just because I said that, she's going to die?" Rong Zhao shrugged his shoulders, spread his arms, and asked the crowd, "Who believes?"

Lin swept his eyes to Mrs. Rong's face, "If you want to add to the crime, why don't you excuse it?"

Mrs. Rong was depressed, but she still held on to Rong Zhao, "No matter what, at that time, it was in full view of everyone, everyone saw that she ran out crying after you finished speaking, these people present can prove it, can you still say that it has nothing to do with you? You don't kill Beren, but Beren died because of you, why do you want to add to the crime?"

"You forced Shuangshuang to death, no matter what, you have to give our Ding family an explanation. Father Frost had already arrived, and he sat aside, immersed in pain, and said nothing, when suddenly he made a sound, louder than anyone else's, and made everyone look at him.

"Confess, what do you want me to explain, and you still want to punish me?" Rong Zhao frowned and looked at him.

Father Shuang was angry, "Don't think that if you are the princess of Chu, you are amazing, you can cover the sky with one hand, if you don't give an explanation for this matter, I will sue the saint and sue it." ”

Xiao Junjue listened to their noisy headache, pressed her fingers on her temples, and jumped suddenly. Suddenly, he opened a pair of dark eyes and looked at Father Frost, "Then you can go and sue it, see if this king's princess can afford it, and see if this king can cover the sky with one hand." ”

Father Frost's body was half chilled by the cold eyes of the King of Chu, and he suddenly lost the momentum just now, and his face changed like a chameleon, and he said, "Is the King of Chu letting some people take care of people's lives?"

"Grass Kan human life?" Xiao Junjue took these four words in her mouth, chewed it in her mouth, and her voice was like a glacier flowing in a deep valley, and said: "She committed suicide by throwing herself into the river, who cares about human life?"

Father Shuang became submissive, and his voice was like a mosquito, "If it weren't for Princess Chu's humiliation, she wouldn't have embarked on this road." ”

Xiao Junjue didn't want to say anything more, looked at him, and said, "Are all the officials of the imperial court as stupid and dull as pigs like you?"

He finally looked at Frost's corpse, "This king repeats, she committed suicide by throwing herself into the river, and she has nothing to do with others. Swept around, and settled down in front of Mrs. Rong, "Did you hear clearly?"

Old Lady Rong's heart was shocked, and she only felt that King Chu's eyes were like a fierce and vicious wolf, and she was terrible to the bottom of her heart.

And Father Frost's face was ugly and full of righteous indignation, but he didn't dare to say anything. And others, naturally, don't dare. It is clear that the king of Chu has anger.

"It's time for this farce to end. Xiao Junjue stood up calmly, he was taller than everyone else, with a domineering momentum, and even faintly made people feel that this domineering momentum was mixed with the smell of blood.

He grabbed Rong Zhao's hand, grabbed it to his side, and said neatly: "Go, go home." ”

"King Chu. A voice stopped Xiao Junjue's footsteps, and Xiao Junjue turned around to look at the voice of Jiang Bojian in a wheelchair.

Rong Zhao also saw that she hadn't heard this person speak today, and at this time, it didn't sound the low and rough voice she expected, but a spy, like a eunuch's voice.

Jiang Bojian's gloomy eyes fell on Xiao Junjue's face, "Could it be that the King of Chu wants to suppress this matter with the respect of the prince? This is a human life." Although it was not killed by Princess Chu, it was because of Princess Chu after all. At that time, the lower officials were also present, although Princess Chu did not say anything clearly, but it was indeed a word for words. ”

Xiao Junjue took her eyes off him lightly, didn't answer him, and dragged Rong Zhao out of Hengduzhai.

Jiang Bojian took a long time to retract his gaze, and turned to Rong Wan. The couple glanced at each other, Rong Wan's body trembled, and his fingertips were cold, as if all the blood in his body had been lost.

It's time for a farce to end, Rong Wan followed Jiang Bojian back to Changsheng Bofu with fear, and along the way, he didn't even dare to make a light sound when he walked.

After saying goodbye to her in-laws, she pushed Jiang Bojian back to the room, and as soon as the door was closed, a whip like thorns and weaving was drawn on her body.

The shirt on her back tore open a bloody cut, and she muttered, but she didn't dare to scream.

Another whip hit her leg, and after three lashes in a row, she fell to the ground with a weak leg, kneeling in front of Jiang Bojian's wheelchair, and her head hit the wheel. There was a sharp and angular stone on the wheel, which pierced her eyelids, and tears welled up instantly.

Jiang Bojian raised his hand and held Rong Wan's chin in the palm of his hand, pinched it viciously, and the expression on his face was as hideous as an angry leopard, "Happy today?"

"N-no. Rong Wan didn't dare to look directly into those gloomy eyes, and every time she faced them, she only felt that she was in hell.

"But I see that you are very happy, and you are constantly secretly sending autumn waves. Jiang Bojian ran one hand along Rong Wan's face, touched her neck, and then stretched straight down into her chest, slamming it, and most of the spring light was revealed.

He was ruthless, as if venting, pinching on the peak of Rong Wan, and a layer of cold sweat emanated from Rong Wan's back in pain.

Jiang Bojian's voice was no different from that of the eunuchs in the palace, sharp and distorted, "But, if you complain again, people won't even look at you." ”

"I didn't. Rong Wan mustered up the courage to face those eyes, trying to make him believe his words, "I really don't." ”

"Do you still want to lie to me? Do you think my eyes are blind?" Jiang Bojian grabbed her hair, rudely ripped off a golden hairpin from her bun, pressed Rong Wan between her legs, peeled her clean, and took the golden hairpin and pierced her body, "You slut, whore, dare to hook up with other men under my nose, you are really cheap." ”

Rong Wan struggled, but how could she compare with a big man, shackled to death. She whined: "Uncle, the concubine is wronged, the concubine has no hookup, there really isn't." ”

"Don't dare to admit it, I saw it with my own eyes, and you still dare to lie. Seeing the snow-white skin blooming red marks like peach blossoms, Jiang Bojian became more excited the more he looked at it, and he pierced it more ruthlessly. Extremely excited, he dragged Rong Wan and threw him on the bed.

"Don't you want a man? His eyes were full of madness, Rong Wan's body shook involuntarily, and he hid in bed step by step.

Rong Wan begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, you spare me." ”

Jiang Bojian could still exert strength on one leg and limped to the bed. He stretched out his hand and scooped Rong Wan into his arms, pressing her so that she couldn't move her limbs, and then tied Rong Wan's limbs with a rope under the pillow. There was a sword at the head of the bed, which had been his weapon in battle, but now it had become a weapon on the bed.

Rong Wan's eyes were full of horror, looking at the hilt of the sword, the sweat on his body was already drenched in Shan . She shook her head, sweat sprayed out with the shake, and Jiang Bojian liked to see her desperate and frightened appearance, which made him extremely excited.

Rong Wan felt that she had died again and again, as if a knife had stabbed her body again and again, she could no longer bear this inhuman torture, and finally fainted in despair.

She hated Jiang Bojian to death, and hated Rong Zhao even more, it was she who sent her to hell, and she swore that one day, she would make Rong Zhao repay at a thousandfold and hundredfold price.