Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

She wasn't stupid enough to tie herself up.

snort.

A pair of rough old hands grabbed Rong Huang's arms rudely, the strength of the grip made Rong Huang gasp.

Ah, damn human, do you know how tragic it is to offend the king?

Although Rong Huang has matured a lot now, she is still afraid of pain.

After all, she was raised by Feng Bingbing and pampered, Rong Huang wanted to cry when she felt a little pain.

Like now.

Rong Huang pursed her mouth and sniffed aggrievedly, holding back the tears in her almond eyes, and was half dragged and half dragged off the sedan chair by the dowry woman.

After stepping over the brazier and the threshold, Rong Huang was stuffed into a sedan chair again.

The sedan chair was wobbly, and after an unknown amount of time, Rong Huang almost fell asleep before stopping.

Is this Mrs. Shizi inside?

A male voice with a protracted tone sounded, with a bit of posturing.

The woman outside the sedan chair quickly replied flatteringly, Exactly.

The butler waved his hand, looked at Qinghuaiyuan behind him with disdain, and said nonchalantly, Then bring the person in, let him take good care of him, and don't die so easily.

The mother-in-law responded repeatedly, and dragged Rong Huang out after a while.

With her red hijab on her head, Rong Huang secretly rolled her eyes.

This old lady is so annoying, it would be very annoying not to teach her a lesson.

Rong Huang's bound hands behind his back were hidden in the wide sleeves of his wedding dress, and he quickly made a decision.

Hey!

The mother-in-law's legs went limp, and she fell flat on the ground. She landed on her face and ate a mouthful of mud.

Rong Huang pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, it was very hard to bear it.

The old lady stood up with difficulty, brushed off the plaster on her body, glared at Ronghuang, grabbed Ronghuang's sleeve, and led him to Qinghuai courtyard.

With a creak, the door opened.

Just as Rong Huang stood still at the door, the woman next to her rolled her eyes, grinned, showing yellow teeth, stretched out her hand and pushed Rong Huang in.

Girl, go in, you will have a good life to serve the son, if something happens to the son, you will be buried with him.

Rong Huang was annoyed when he heard the strange voice.

If it wasn't for the fact that the lord is dumb now, the lord must have scolded her to find her mother all over the place :)

Rong Huang staggered two steps pretentiously, making a frail and boneless appearance, and managed to stabilize his footing.

The edge of the red hijab swayed, and the girl's fair and delicate neck was faintly visible.

The door was closed heavily, and the mother-in-law's voice gradually faded away.

I really don't know what Madam is thinking, she actually asked me to be a dowry for the eldest girl, and I will not be buried with the eldest daughter when the son dies in the future? Madam is really confused...

Rong Huang pursed her lips, the old woman is too bad, next time she commits a crime she will definitely not let her go.

After confirming that there was only one breath in the room, and there was still a faint scent of plum blossom, Rong Huang knew that the people in the room were sick.

Rong Huang shrugged, it hurt a little bit from being pinched by that dead woman just now.

Rong Huang lifted up the red hijab and looked around.

The furnishings in the room are simple and unsophisticated, and everything is priceless and full of charm. There are a few long swords hanging on the wall, which adds a bit of chilling feeling.

Walking all the way just now, Rong Huang saw the red silk hanging on the eaves through his spiritual sense, and he was very happy when he saw it from a distance.

And this is supposed to be the wedding candles used in the wedding ceremony in the wedding room. There is nothing in it, and it is quiet and cold, with a sense of dead stillness.