: [Forty-two] Anniversary night in advance

Looking at Wang's rolling from the horse to the ground, he was frightened and furious, and even scared and scared than he was disgusted and crazy. The hornet surrounding the carriage did not leave because of their screams, but continued to attack the bodies curled up and rolling on the ground. The dense hornet was like a black mist surrounding the carriage, 'buzz Om 'sounds creepy from a distance.
Hidden in the dark, looking at this thrilling scene, Chu Yuliang's face turned pale. Nervousness is certain. She has never harmed anyone in this way, and has no intention of harming anyone. Even if she has had a dispute with others before, it is because of work and has nothing to do with conscience.
Looking at Wang's pain, distortion, struggle, and panic, her heart was cold, and her heart was as cold as ice water. She never thought that she would become so indifferent and so indifferent to one's life. Since when has she become so pretty?
In the past two months, she has been framed and calculated repeatedly. Those who are framed and calculated are not outsiders, but people who live under her eaves and even have blood on her body. Whether it's Han Jiao, Chu Lingxiang, or the Wang Family, every move they take wants to push her into the abyss, and even if she can't be killed, it will make her dead.
For the women living in this society, from adultery and murder, to kneeling to death, swimming in the lake and falling into the palace, which thing is not fatal?
Yes, she used other people's bodies, but this was not what she wished. She was even more reluctant to live as humble and humble as the original body, and asked her to bear the pain that others gave her. She couldn't do it!
At first, passers-by were frightened by hordes of hornet, and almost no one dared to approach, until they saw Wang several people curled up with their heads curled up on the ground, and then passers-by rescued them--
Regarding the later events, Chu Yuliang did not see with her own eyes, Yan Hongzhang had taken her back to Xian Wang Mansion.
Because she pretended to be seriously ill in front of the emperor, Chu Yuliang didn't dare to go everywhere, so she continued to return to the room, `` Very Dead ''.
"Master, are you saying that I am cruel, even my grandmother can be so cruel?" Looking at the back of the man at the table, she asked suddenly in bed.
"It's all dead people, how can they be cruel? It is a blessing to be able to die happily." Yan Hongyi backed back to her softly.
"...?!" Chu Yuliang raised his hand and wiped the black line on his head. He said it lightly, just like saying ‘the weather is fine today’, but Chu Yuliang only felt that his spine was cold.
She admits that she really doesn't know him well, and she doesn't know what he is thinking at all, but it is undeniable that his words have a comforting effect, at least she won't feel guilty again.
The room suddenly quieted, and Yan Hongyi turned his head back, looking at the woman in a daze on the bed, "What? Can't sleep?"
Chu Yuliang rolled his eyes and gave him, "Man, do you really think I am a pig, and you can sleep when you sleep?" It was so bright outside when she was asleep.
Yan Hongzhang got up and walked towards her, sitting down beside the bed, her deep eyes fell on her face, "Would we like to do something else?"
Chu Yuliang rolled his eyes again, "Is there anything else I can do?"
"Have."
"What is it?" Chu Yuliang was curious. She and he seem to have no common interests. What can they do?
"Fantastic night before the cave."
"Oh!" Chu Yuliang spit out the water in front of his handsome face, shouting, "Yan Hongzhang, you better roll away!"
Yan Hongxian's face was rubbing the saliva liquid on his face, and the deep eyes suddenly burst into black gas, staring at her with gritted teeth.
Dead woman, sooner or later he will eat her even without bones, just wait for mercy!
Looking at his cannibalistic face, Chu Yuliang quickly turned over and faced to death in the bed. Sometimes she really doubted his vision, even though she looks pretty now, but she doesn't have a glamorous temperament. Where did she seduce his sexuality?
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Chu House
When the Wang family was sent back, Chu was almost messed up and down. Wang's coma didn't wake up without saying, as long as the exposed skin was incomplete, his face, neck, and hands were full of large, red swellings, which can almost be described as beyond recognition.
That tragic state cried Han Jiao, and also cried three young crickets of Chu Yunzhou. Nuo's Chu House seemed to be crying all the way up and down, each with a heartache of Wang's heart is even more sad than Wang's death.
I don't know if it was the frightening things of Wang ’s family that scared people. Except for the cry in the whole house, no one remembered to save people. Finally, Zhong Ping, Chu's new housekeeper, first responded to ask the doctor, so he immediately reminded Han Jiao that Han Jiao, who was crying so fast, was so anxious that she was asked to go to the doctor.
Chu Yuliang also paid attention to the matter in Chu's house. Wang was severely injured by the bumblebee. This is what many people see, and it is not a secret. Two days have passed, and I heard that Wang's still awake, and I heard that Han Jiao was crying several times for Wang's sake.
After hearing these news, Chu Yuliang just laughed.
In Chu's house, Han Jiao was busy outside, showing virtuousness and filial piety, and even guarding her in the Wang's room all night and all night, for fear of her accident.
Her filial piety was deeply moved by the servants in the Wang's courtyard. After Han Jiao stayed in the Wang's room for one day and one night, the wife-in-law in the Wang's room worried that she was tired, so she persuaded her to go back to rest.
When Han Jiao returned to the room, it was just dawn, and her forefoot had just entered the room, and then there was a shadow squinting into her room while looking around.
The door was quickly closed, and Han Jiao was hugged from behind without even going to bed.
"What are you doing? I'm almost exhausted, so you can't choose another day?" Sniffing the breath of the man, Han Jiao turned and complained.
"Still to choose a date?" The man kissed her neck with an anxiety and murmured dissatisfied. "That old thing is hurt. Isn't it a bad day?"