"Master Hou feels sorry for the little girl, but Zhi'er should apologize for doing something wrong."

Zhao Yixing just smiled and said a round, and Jun Chengsong suddenly scolded angrily.

"Fuck you!"

As if for fear of being misunderstood, Jun Chengsong even took a few steps away from the plague, "I feel sorry for her grandmother's legs, it's not me who she offended, what do I do when I kneel." ”

Zhao Yixing's words were suffocated, and his face suddenly turned blue.

He prides himself on being a top family in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and now he is a shame for his life to be a low-minded, rude and vulgar general!

And facing Zhao Zangzhi, who made him suffer this humiliation, Zhao Yixing's eyes breathed fire, and he glanced at her viciously:

"Evil obstacles, stupid things to die, the Zhao family is raising you with dignity, and you are just so swaggering and causing trouble outside.

If you don't quell the stupid things you did today, you won't have to go back to Zhao's house in the future. ”

Zhao Zangzhi's already cold heart will be soaked in the winter well water, and her lips are shivering from the cold.

She looked up at her surroundings in a state of utter shame, desperate for someone to save her.

No one.

The cold wind blew her empty cuffs and swayed, and Zhao Yixing's face became more and more angry, "Idiot, what are you still doing in a daze?" Don't think enough people are lost? ”

After a while, Zhao Zangzhi finally moved his finger and faced Shen Qingluan, who was in the crowd and was protected by the stars and moons.

"I ......" lips twitched, and the words dissipated halfway.

It was even more difficult to bow to Shen Qingluan than to kill her.

But the other way her father gave her might be even more sad than letting her die.

"I'm willing to gamble."

Tears of shame slipped from the end of his eyes, and Zhao Zangzhi raised his uninjured hand and slapped him in the face.

"Smack-"

Why, why did she, who held her self-love, suffer such humiliation, but the broken shoes that were abandoned could stand high!

"Smack-"

Why, why is she, who has always taken the glory of the Zhao family as her responsibility, so despised by her father, but Shen Qingluan, who disregards the dignity of the family so much, has so many people to defend her!

She is not reconciled!

One crisp bang after another shattered all her self-esteem.

After ten slaps, Zhao Zangzhi's already red and swollen face was layered with layer after layer of finger marks, as if he was about to break the skin.

"Ten slaps are over, is Miss Shen satisfied?"

Zhao Zangzhi tried her best to behave lightly, as if this would maintain her precarious decency and self-esteem.

Even if she knew in her heart that she didn't have to wait for her to leave this horse farm, she would become a joke in the whole of Kyoto!

Shen Qingluan stood not far from her, watching this scene without blinking.

Satisfied?

can only survive by trampling other women on the soles of her feet, which is definitely not what she wants.

As she once said to Zhao Zangzhi, the world is difficult, how can a little woman be able to compete?

Zhao Zangzhi is proud of the Zhao family, and regards the Zhao family as her superior confidence.

As long as she is the noble daughter of the Zhao family, she will be able to marry a good husband in the future and continue to be a noble lady of the family.

But she didn't know that once she tied all the honor and disgrace to the man around her, she couldn't help herself if she was frustrated.

At this moment, Shen Qingluan's ability to extinguish Zhao Zangzhi's prestige is just to use the oppression of women in this world.

And this is precisely what Shen Qingluan hates the most.

Guy was once a victim of the unrebellious among them, but now she has become an accomplice to the trouble.

Even Zhao Zangzhi's hatred for Shen Qingluan did not come from Zhao Zangzhi's own heart, but was just admonished by the restraints imposed on the woman.

So Zhao Zangzhi asked her if she was satisfied?

Of course, she was not satisfied, because she had never thought of persecuting a woman who was suffering from the same disease.

But even so, she had to do it, and because the world was like this, she also had people to protect......

If Zhao Zangzhi is not allowed to pay the price, the rumors against the Shen family will never subside one day.

Invisibly took a breath, and when he spoke again, Shen Qingluan's voice was calm:

Miss Zhao is serious, the bets between the girls are just like the gossip between women, which is not worth mentioning. After today, no one will take it to heart. ”

She looked straight at Zhao Zangzhi's resentful gaze, and did not dodge or dodge until Zhao Zangzhi avoided it with a weak heart.

What she said was not only about Zhao Zangzhi's humiliation, but also about the rumors that Zhao Zangzhi deliberately spread and related to Shen's daughter.

Today, with her iron-blooded wrist shocked here, presumably no one in Kyoto will dare to criticize her Shen Qingluan!

Shen Qingluan looked around calmly, and saw that the other women who were talking to each other timidly pursed their lips timidly, and then they hooked their lips and smiled with satisfaction.

"New Moon." She called Shen Xinyue to her side, "Did you have fun today?" ”

Shen Xinyue blinked, as if she was ignorant, but also seemed to understand.

Only then, the eyes that looked at her were no longer sarcastic and contemptuous, but full of fear and shrinking.

The original grievances and fears in Shen Xinyue's heart were suddenly swept away.

She nodded emphatically, "I like horseback riding, will we come back tomorrow?" ”

Shen Qingluan slowly bloomed into an indescribable smile, like the clearest dew on the grass tips in the early spring morning, and like the softest moon in the sky late in the summer night.

"Okay." The voice was so soft that it seemed to drip water.

Even if Jun Chengsong tried his best to control himself, he still couldn't help but glance at her tightly.

If the person who is treated so gently by her is herself......

As if sensing something, Shen Qingluan glanced sideways.

Jun Chengsong immediately withdrew his gaze like a thief, his left hand tightly grasped the long knife, and the sculptural muscles were tense and bulging, like a bowstring that had been drawn.

Shen Qingluan: ......

If you stay any longer, you will inevitably have to show your feet again.

Shen Qingluan turned his head, saluted Chen Xuan, and went to thank Jun Chengsong.

Before Chen Xuan could speak, Jun Chengsong preemptively said: "Don't thank you, today's incident happened in Benhou's racecourse, and Benhou should be the master." ”

These words seemed to have a deep meaning, but Shen Qingluan didn't want to think about it anymore, smiled detachedly, and didn't answer.

These people, these things, will only bring her endless trouble.

Only her coldness couldn't hold back the other party's eagerness, seeing that she was leaving with her sister, Jun Chengsong said in a deep voice:

"Today, it was Ben Hou's poor hospitality that made Miss Shen wronged, and Ben Hou should apologize—"

"Not necessarily."

Shen Qingluan energetically interrupted his words that were about to be spoken, "Today's matter has nothing to do with Master Hou. ”

She glanced at Jun Chengsong warningly.

Not only today's events, all her affairs have nothing to do with Jun Chengsong.

With just one glance, all Jun Chengsong's excitement and excitement turned into bitterness, so bitter that the tip of his tongue was numb.