Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Her hair was disheveled, her pink dress was already dirty, and her exposed skin was bruised and purple to the naked eye.

She ignored everyone's laughter and smiled neurotically whenever she saw a man, showing her yellow teeth.

Everyone pointed at her; one of the men looked at her with contempt:

"Look, that crazy woman is here again, shouting all day that she is the wife of the prince. I heard that her home is in the poor alley in the west."

Another man had a lewd look on his face:

"She looks ugly, but her figure looks pretty. I don't know what has stimulated her to talk nonsense all day long."

The man said, "I heard from Brother Hu that as long as you are willing to pay money, you can sleep with her once. Even if it's just a few dimes, her pockmarked husband will agree."

The wretched man looked her up and down with his small eyes, stroking his chin and asked, "Is this true?!"

The man in front nodded:

"It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, go ask the pig butcher Wang Lao Er. It is said that he visits the poor alley in the west city every few days."

The woman acted as if she didn't notice the contemptuous looks from the crowd. She pointed at the crowd and said proudly:

"Do you know who I am? Let me tell you, I am the wife of the prince of the Duke's Mansion. My dear, my beloved has a fairy-like appearance and can be called one of the four young masters of Shengjing. This, this!"

She stretched out her gray-black fingers, raised her thumb upwards and gestured to everyone.

Someone in the crowd joked, "Just now you said you were favored by the prince, and now you say you are the wife of the prince. Which family are you from?"

The woman seemed to be stimulated, her eyes widened, and she put her dirty fingers in front of her lips:

"Hush! You can't tell me. If you tell me, even the Crown Prince's wife won't be able to do it."

The man from before threw the steamed bread in his hand to her with a smile and said, "I gave you food, how can I say no?!"

When the woman saw the steamed bun on the ground, she grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth.

She finished her mouthful and held out her hand again: "I want more. Here you go."

As she said this, she took off her dress.

Everyone saw her take off her clothes as she said, and her movements were so fast that it seemed as if she had practiced it countless times. In just a moment, all the purple bruises on her white body were exposed.

The whole place was in an uproar for a while.

Suddenly, a short man with pockmarks on his face walked out of the crowd, walked up to her angrily and slapped her in the face.

"Zong Guohui, I didn't keep an eye on you for a moment, and you came out to embarrass me again. I guess my brothers didn't satisfy you properly, so you came out to cuckold me on the street. I'll beat you to death!"

As the pockmarked man spoke, he hit Zong Guohui with his big palm like a palm leaf fan.

She was beaten and screamed in pain and fear. She trembled and a yellow dirty liquid flowed from between her legs.

"Husband, don't hit me, I'm obedient, I'm obedient, call them over, give them money, give them money."

She was so frightened that she trembled and pulled her skirt down further.

The pockmarked man saw her move and slapped her twice in anger: "What are you talking about? Why don't you put on your dress?!"

Zong Guohui was so frightened that she pulled her dress tightly and just stood there, not daring to look at the man with the pockmarked face.

The man became even more furious when he saw her like this. He kicked her hard and knocked her down in front of Ning Yu and Tao Hong.

Tao Hong looked at the slovenly woman crawling on the ground, covered her lips with a handkerchief and whispered:

"Miss, isn't that Miss Hui'er? How could she have fallen to such a state?"

Ning Yu did not answer, she just looked at Zong Guohui lying on the ground quietly.

Zong Guohui happened to look up at this time; she loved Ning Yu but could not get her, and because of love she turned into hatred and bribed Huang Shi to write those inferior picture books.

He wanted to pull Ning Yu off the altar, but ended up falling into even deeper and dirtier mud.

Ever since she married Weng Quan, he sold her to all kinds of people for money time and time again.

Right in his little yard, he watched her being insulted time and time again, and afterwards he felt that she was dirty but couldn't help but bully her.

She was tortured to the point where she was neither human nor ghost, and most of the time she was in a daze, as if she was unaware of the world.

At this moment, she saw Ning Yu wearing women's clothes, with a beautiful face and an imposing appearance, and she was so shocked that her eyes widened.

As his thoughts came back to him, Zong Guohui's chaotic brain no longer knew how to express himself, and he could only shout out loud: "Ah, ah!"

On his way back home, Chu Ye saw a group of people gathered in front of him. He lifted the curtain and looked into the distance, and saw Ning Yu standing in the middle of the crowd, and it seemed that someone was shouting at her.

Chu Ye's heart tightened. Without thinking, he jumped out of the car, quickly hugged Ning Yu in his arms, and slightly turned sideways to block the madman's sight.

"Yu'er, don't be afraid, your master is here."

A gentle male voice sounded, and Zong Guohui turned around and looked at the man who suddenly appeared, as if she was unaware of the pain.

The man was tall and cold, with a doting look on his face, like a banished immortal, and he looked at Ning Yu with all his heart and eyes.

The Prime Minister, who was high above everyone else, gently stroked Ning Yu's silky hair and pressed her face against his chest.

The two of them standing together were a perfect match, and even the crowd watching were speechless for a moment.

Chu Ye's expression remained unchanged, but where Ning Yu couldn't see, his face had quietly turned cold.

He half-closed his eyes and looked at Zong Guohui. The coldness in his eyes had leaked out bit by bit, gradually forming a hint of sinisterness.

At this moment, Zong Guohui's unclear mind suddenly became clear, and she shivered for some reason.

Before she could say much, she was kicked by the man behind her and fell forward.

"What are you looking at, you fickle thing? How dare you look directly at me with your dirty eyes? You are polluting my eyes!"

Weng Quan bowed deeply to Chu Ye and said carefully, "My wife is stupid, please don't blame me, Lord Chu. I will take her back now."

Zong Guohui had a mouthful of dirt in her mouth. When she raised her head again, her muddy face looked like she was laughing and crying. Tears were streaming down her eyes, leaving two gray and black grooves on her face.

Weng Quan carefully glanced at Chu Ye's expression, and seeing that his complexion was not getting better, he carefully bowed and said:

"I dare not disturb Lord Chu any longer. I will take my leave."

After saying this, she didn't dare to look at Chu Ye's cold face again, and quickly took Zong Guohui and left.

Zong Guohui looked at the perfect couple and couldn't help but hold her head in her hands and finally burst into tears.

Only then did she realize how foolish she was for not agreeing to Prince Li when she was humiliated on the rockery that day.

From the beginning to the end, she was alone, dreaming of rising to fame overnight. Now that her dream has been shattered, she has fallen to a level worse than that of an ordinary peasant woman.

Thinking of the disgusting pus that had already appeared in the dark part of her body, she couldn't help but let out a regretful and shrill scream: "Ah!"

Before she could finish her yell, Weng Quan kicked her again:

"What are you howling for, you stinky bitch? Go home and I'll beat you to death!"

Everyone looked at the two and sighed. Chu Ye embraced Ning Yu and whispered in her ear, "He's just a lunatic. Just ignore him."

Ning Yu smiled and nodded.

To her, Zong Guohui was just an insignificant clown and he never took her seriously.