The wife is crazy!

Dark clouds covered the city and heavy snow fell in the capital.

Gusts of cold wind whistled past, and the chill penetrated into the bones.

As the sky darkened, the wind and snow became stronger.

The vendors hunched their necks, breathing in the cold air, packed up their things and went home early.

"You collected it early today?"

The peddler said "Hey" and looked up, but the passerby had already shrunk into a house on the side without waiting for a reply.

It was too cold.

The peddler carried the load of goods with his fingers red from the cold. He did not dare to delay, so he held his hat tightly and hurried home.

Amid the flying snowflakes, the bustling streets are now deserted, with only the beggars huddled in the corners.

Gradually, the beggars could no longer bear it and went in groups of three or four to find a roof to shelter from the wind and snow.

There was only one beggar, lying there motionless.

Let the wind and snow erode.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing with it a foul stench. The beggar's limbs were bent strangely, and there was a pool of feces and urine under his body, and no one cared.

"Da da da"

The luxurious carriage stopped not far from the beggar, and the servants first laid out wooden boards and then put a red carpet on it.

The young man in the carriage had his curtain opened by a servant, and he slowly got out of the carriage wearing a white fox fur coat.

The servant beside him respectfully held up an oil-paper umbrella for his master.

The white shoes stepped on the red carpet without any dust on them.

"You're not dead yet?"

The man had black hair draped over his shoulders, a three-petal lotus flower between his brows, and a stunning face, but he spoke evil words.

"That's really disappointing for you."

The beggar on the ground turned his head slightly, and the eyes revealed under his messy hair were filled with overwhelming hatred.

The face that once looked beautiful and graceful was now covered with knife scars, and the left eye was empty as if the eyeball had been gouged out.

They treat you like this...

The man was secretly frightened and could not help but take two steps back. His followers hurried forward to support him.

"Sir, don't panic. Now that she has lost her arms and legs and one of her eyes is blind, she can only wait to die."

"You are no longer the superior person you once were. Now you are just a beggar covered in shit and urine."

Jinrong looked at Jiang Tang lying on the ground unable to move, but her heart could not calm down.

Thinking back to the past, she was so glorious!

The right hand has financial resources that rival that of a country, and the left hand controls the manufacture of the latest and most powerful weapons.

He is unruly and ruthless in his actions.

He is a thorn in the eyes of empresses of various countries and a frequent guest.

But the result?

My sisters rebelled against me, my partner stabbed me in the back, all my wealth was divided up, and I ended up in this situation.

Now that it is like this, what is there to be afraid of?

Jiang Tang raised his neck with great effort, and his hollow eyes looked straight into Jinrong's.

The man who was once the most favored by her, countless treasures were placed in front of him just for a smile.

Remember what he said at the beginning?

"I have no other request, I just want you to be with me every day, and I will be satisfied."

Damn satisfaction!

In my current situation, how can I do without your help?

The snow was falling heavily, but every word Jiang Tang said was exceptionally clear.

"So what if I'm a beggar? So what if I'm dirty and smelly? When you took off your clothes and knelt in front of me, begging for my pity and love, I loved you so much."

Jinrong clenched her teeth and her face turned even paler.

"you shut up!!"

"The skin is so white and soft and feels great!"

"Nonsense! Shut up!"

"As expected of the capital's number one talent, even his blowjob skills are better than others. His tongue is so flexible! Hahahaha"

The female slaves following behind Jinrong all had golden light in their eyes, and it was obvious that Jiang Tang had aroused evil thoughts in them.

Their naked gazes made Jinrong feel uneasy, as if such a private matter was loudly announced by a woman.

How can he still have the dignity to tell the Third Princess? She once promised to take me as her maid!

So, Jinrong glanced around and decided that all these people must die!

Thinking of this, Jinrong calmed down and relaxed a lot.

He straightened his sleeves and spoke slowly.

"Which famous man in this world has not been under you? How many men have there been? I'm afraid you can't even remember them all, right?"

"There are so many people around you, but it's funny that no one is sincere to you."

Jiang Tang didn't care after hearing that. She didn't even have sincerity, so why should she force others to have it?

Jiang Tang, you have no heart!

At this moment, I am in love with you and everything is wonderful.

The next second, they can send you to someone else's bed in exchange for benefits.

What she hated was never their betrayal, but her own carelessness and weakness.

If that is not cruel enough, they should be pressed into the soil, squeezing out all the space, so that they have no capital to stir up trouble.

We should destroy these four countries and trample them completely under our feet before we can live in peace.

You are too soft-hearted, and you deserve this fate!

Jiang Tang, you are a waste!

Jinrong looked at the motionless Jiang Tang. Once upon a time, he treated this woman with full love.

Throw away all your self-respect and self-esteem as a man, kneel at her feet and beg for mercy.

Which man doesn’t love a woman who is generous, gentle, beautiful, powerful and wealthy?

Rather than saying that none of the men were truly sincere to her, it would be better to say that no one could gain her true heart.

Who made them fall in love with a heartless woman? If they can't get her, they will destroy her.

Jinrong supported the servant's hand and slowly walked back to the carriage. The moment she lifted the curtain, a tear slid down her cheek.

This heavy snow will take her life and bury his love.

Everything will end this winter.

The carriage rattled away, and the corner of the city wall returned to deathly silence.

Time is passing and Jiang Tang is waiting to die.

Flakes of snow covered the traces of the carriage, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on Jiang Tang's body.

cold,

Consciousness gradually blurred.

"Wife! Wife!"

A small hand gently brushed away the snowflakes on Jiang Tang's face. A thin man wearing patched clothes squatted in front of her tremblingly.

The patched clothes were just thin summer clothes.

Looks familiar, who is he?

The man struggled to help Jiang Tang up and leaned her against the wall, inevitably getting dirty with the dirt on her body.

"dirty……"

Jiang Tang murmured.

"It's okay, my wife, we can just go home and wash up. I...I will definitely wash you clean."

The man was skinny and timidly lowered his head, not daring to look at her. It was not difficult to see that he was afraid of her.

If you are afraid, why save her?

Wife master?

Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and Jiang Tang looked at him carefully.

Her hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head with a headband, and her palm-sized face was red and cracked from the cold.

The face on the right is delicate and flawless, and those deer eyes are full of shadows left by the hardships of life. There are faint traces of time, but they can't hide the elegance.

There is a large scar on the left side of the face, which looks like a burn. The originally delicate face has lost its beauty in an instant after being destroyed.

Jiang Youbai?

How could this man who had been forgotten for many years appear in the capital city thousands of miles away?

Is there any conspiracy? Or some calculation?

Until Jiang Youbai carried Jiang Tang on his thin back, Jiang Tang hadn't thought about what else was there for her that was worth calculating?

"My dear wife, I will take you home. Please don't sleep, okay?"

It's so cold that it's easy to fall asleep.

"Talk to me..."

She wanted to know his purpose.

"Well, I will take my wife home. The two chickens at home are laying eggs. Can I make egg custard for my wife?"

Jiang Youbai couldn't hold back his tears and tried desperately to describe to Jiang Tang how delicious the egg custard was, but he was short of words.

Just four dry words.

"It's delicious."

This was the first time Jiang Tang smiled since the accident.

She has eaten all kinds of delicious food and tasted all kinds of rare fruits, so how could she be attracted by a small egg custard?

Thinking of this, the smile disappeared again. What was the glory in the past? Now he is still struggling to survive.

"Why did you come to the capital?"

"Liu San told me that you were in trouble, so I packed my things and ran to look for you. See, I'm awesome, I found you."

The memory is a bit distant, Liu San seems to be the first hooligan in the village who played with cats and dogs with her...

It's probably not a good thing to go to Jiang Youbai.

"thump!"

Jiang Youbai was too weak, and after only a few steps, the two of them fell into a snowdrift.

Jiang Youbai, crying, immediately carried Jiang Tang out, squatted down and was about to carry him on her back.

"I'm sorry, I won't fall again this time."

"Why are you crying?"

She didn't cry when she was betrayed by her relatives and friends, and she didn't cry when her eyes were gouged out and her limbs were broken.

What is there to cry about? Crying would make the enemy happy, so she would not do that.

"My dear wife, does it hurt?"

After asking, Jiang Youbai lowered his head again and muttered to himself.

"I'm stupid again, how can it not hurt?"

Those are the tendons of my hands and feet, they hurt so much...

Jiang Youbai sniffed and wiped her tears with her sleeves, but her deer-like eyes were filled with tears. She said to Jiang Tang with a forced smile.

"My dear wife, I will definitely take you home!"

Even if it takes time, I will take you home.

A person really can't survive in a place like that...

How could Jiang Youbai, who is only 1.6 meters tall, carry Jiang Tang, who is 1.8 meters tall?

Jiang Tang couldn't describe how he felt right now. His heart felt a little sour and bitter, and he felt very uncomfortable as if it was sore and swollen.