Wen Yin said "don't".

But the word "don't" was swallowed by Song Chengyu.

She probably had honey on her lips.

No, it should be sweeter than honey.

Song Chengyu is not a person who loves sugar, but he knows the taste of this taste.

Obviously, he was just distressed that he was injured, and Wen Yin didn't know how he was lifted to the table in the ancestral hall.

Look at the tablets of the ancestors behind them.

Look at the "Zhengda Guangming" plaque hanging on the ancestral hall.

Looking at the couplets on the big pillars on both sides: the ancestral merits and virtues are far away, and the sons and grandsons are filial and virtuous.

Wen Yin felt guilty.

When she was pulled to the extreme by Song Chengyu, she couldn't help asking: "Is it really good to be like this in front of your ancestors?" ”

He said generously: "Of course it's good, it's good to be top." ”

“……”

"Stretch the offspring, spread the branches."

“……”

He said it so boldly.

It's shameless.

Wen Yin didn't want to obey him, but she couldn't stand his struggle.

Can't stand the dexterity of this person's fingers, the softness of the lips.

It's strange to say, a martial artist, his hands are rough, and he doesn't feel pain when he touches her fine skin and tender flesh.

Wen Yin is used to being served.

No matter how much he did it, he was comfortable with her.

The ground was cold, and he couldn't bear to let her get frostbitten because of it, so he lifted her up on the desk.

He was afraid that the desk would be too hard, so he brought the clean side of his robe to her to cushion.

When the love is deep, there is a lot of movement.

Not only did he overturn the incense burner, but even the small porcelain bottle of gold sore medicine he took from Xue Lin was also broken.

Wen Yin blushed and couldn't help but scold him for a few rude words.

She was also afraid that she would have a wound on her back, which would tear due to too much movement, and asked to stop several times.

Song Chengyu was silent, so happy that he didn't have any kung fu to fight.

As he said, this little injury is not even a drizzle compared to the current happiness.

Besides, it was his own father who beat him.

How can a father kill his son.

The wound of the skin and flesh looks terrible, but it does not hurt the muscles and bones.

Song Chengyu didn't understand at first what was the use of the old man working so this play.

Now he has come to his senses, and his father is also from here.

This time the belly pocket incident was said to be avenging Wen Yin, but after all, the daughter's family always doesn't sound good to the outside world, and the father was afraid that Wen Yin would blame Song Chengyu, so he came to such a bitter plan.

Take a beating that doesn't hurt.

Two drops of blood remained.

got a submissive daughter-in-law.

Value, value is great.

Wen Yin looked at Song Chengyu's hard work, and couldn't say anything in her heart.

During those three years of widowhood, she always recalled a few sporadic sexual encounters.

But because of those few sexual encounters, she would always be very unhappy because of her dislike, so there was no joy at all in the experience.

As for her regrets in those three years.

I didn't get a good feel for being a woman.

It's good now, people are there, and everything has a chance to change.

Inside the ancestral hall, rowing is joyful.

Outside the ancestral hall.

The woman in the plum red shirt was lying on the door frame, her ears were close to the curtain, her brows furrowed.

The faces of young people are full of sorrow.

There was a sound of porcelain bottles breaking from inside.

Splinters.

Bump click.

She also heard the woman's soft whimper, as well as a slight insult.

The insults often contain the words "livestock, brute cattle".

Next to Mei Hong's shirt, there was a green-shirted girl crawling, with two pigtails, a pair of dripping eyes, smart and cute, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, if she saw something happy.

"No, I can't stand it."

Hanmei couldn't listen to the "noise" inside.

Get up and rush inside.

Xiangzhu was stunned for a moment, seeing that Hanmei was about to open the door, he reached out and grabbed Hanmei's braid.

"What are you doing?"

Hanmei glared at Xiangzhu, and said menacingly: "I'll save Miss, whether you can go or not." ”

Xiangzhu was stunned, and then noticed Han Mei's red eyes and wanted to cry: "You are ......" and misunderstood again.

Hanmei is three years younger than Xiangzhu, unstable in temperament, and easy to be impatient.

Xiangzhu is older, he used to be with the Prime Minister's wife, and he was personally trained by the Prime Minister's wife, so he understands everything that should be understood and what he shouldn't understand.

She looked at Hanmei's simple and ignorant little face, and she really didn't know how to explain to her what happened between men and women.

She sighed and patted Hanmei on the shoulder:

"Miss and Uncle's affairs, you must not mix too much."

Hanmei wiped her tears, her heart hurt.

"But the young lady was beaten, and her whole body was injured, and she was so afraid of pain......"

"Uncle is a martial artist again, and he doesn't have a serious start."

"I can't help it, I really can't help it, I can't wait to go back to the prime minister immediately to make the decision for the young lady."

Xiangzhu didn't expect Hanmei to have such a deep misunderstanding about this.

She looked at the lovely pitiful appearance, and took a handkerchief out to wipe her face.

"Your heart is kind, but impulsiveness is easy to get into trouble, why don't I find you some books......"

She wanted to go outside to find out if there were any Spring Palace books.

If there is, if you show Hanmei, you should be able to save Hanmei's cognition.

Hanmei gritted her teeth, not noticing Xiangzhu's eyes that looked at "fools".

She felt grief in her heart, and couldn't help but think of the last conversation she had with Miss.

The young lady's body turned red and purple, and she said that it didn't hurt, for the sake of friendly exchanges between the Prime Minister's Mansion and the General's Mansion.

Although my uncle is not a thing, the backer behind him is hard.

She rushed in like this, not to mention that she couldn't save the young lady with this little strength, maybe she would be hated by her uncle and beaten again.

All the patience of the young lady was in vain.

The more Hanmei thought about it, the more fierce the tears fell.

Xiangzhu's veil is about to get wet.

"Xiao Hanmei, you ......"

"Sister Xiangzhu, don't say it, I know."

The dim man who was crying a second ago instantly sucked his nose.

Xiangzhu was stunned, why, did he understand so quickly?

Hanmei raised her hand and stopped Xiangzhu from opening, as if she was burdened with the forbearance of deep hatred.

She sucked it again, and her words were very correct: "Miss has grown up, Hanmei has also grown up, and if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!" ”

Xiangzhu: "??? ”

"I just need to read more medical books, I want to make the best gold sore medicine and painkillers for Miss!"

Xiangzhu: "......"

"I still have to learn martial arts, and when Miss can't bear it, I won't be able to beat it!"

Xiangzhu: "!! ”

Xiangzhu sighed, although there was a slight discrepancy in Hanmei's understanding, it turned out to be not a big problem.

That's it.

Never mind.

This girl is still young, and I'm afraid that the spring palace picture will scare her.

It's a long time coming.

It doesn't matter.

The two little girls are sad and sad, and the other cares for the mentally retarded, and they don't notice that there is a small guard guarding the ancestral hall not far away.

The two little servants have been guarding the ancestral hall for many years.

In such a quiet and quiet place, they could never have imagined that something unserious would happen inside.

Just listening to the conversation between the two little girls, coupled with the sound of the porcelain bottle breaking from inside, I basically decided that the Jiaojiao eldest lady and the fifth young master of her own family really fought.

"The fifth young master actually beat the fifth young grandmother!"

"It's worth it!"

"Hurry up and report to the general."