"Hey, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
A clear female voice came through the curtain. The familiar voice, but at this moment, made Zhou Xia tense up with fear and subconsciously gritted her teeth.
"ah!"
The man he was serving, who was floating comfortably on the clouds, suddenly let out a scream. He kicked Zhou Xia off the bed with one palm, and rolled into the bed while holding on to the severe pain.
"boom!"
A heavy object fell out of the bed and hit Yang Ruoqing's feet hard.
Luo Fengtang pulled Yang Ruoqing back a few steps. In the flash of lightning, all he could see was a mass of white flesh in front of him...
Don't let your wife see other men's ugly bodies!
This was the thought that flashed through Luo Fengtang's mind at that time. While he pulled Yang Ruoqing back with one hand, he raised his other hand to cover her eyes.
"Daughter-in-law, don't look at her, she has the eye of a needle!" he said in her ear.
But at the same time, a veil also fell in front of his eyes.
"The one who fell out this time is Zhou Xia. I can see you but you can't. Close your eyes and turn around. Don't look back unless I yell!" Yang Ruoqing's commanding tone came to her ears.
Is it Zhou Xia?
Luo Fengtang felt nauseated and immediately closed his eyes and turned around.
Yang Ruoqing was very satisfied with her man's performance. She came to Zhou Xia and leaned down to look at the woman lying on the ground in front of her, rubbing her lower back and unable to get up for a while.
"That bellyband of yours is really ugly. It's disgusting that you still wear this kind of colorful bellyband at your age!"
Yang Ruoqing clicked her tongue and said, with contempt and disgust in her eyes.
Zhou Xia struggled to raise her head and saw the two people appearing in front of her, her eyes full of fear.
"Someone, come quickly..." She opened her mouth and shouted wildly.
Yang Ruoqing didn't panic at all and said, "Just shout, no one will come even if your throat is broken."
Yes, all the servants in the house were knocked unconscious when they entered.
Of the three children, the oldest was twelve or thirteen years old and the youngest was six or seven. Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang would not spank the children, so they used other methods to let the three children sleep peacefully until noon tomorrow.
"Come, come quickly, protect the Lord, protect the Lord!" Zhou Xia yelled at the top of her lungs. The veins on her neck were protruding from the excessive force.
Yang Ruoqing walked over, lifted up the tablecloth on the table and threw it directly on Zhou Xia's body.
"Wrap it up, don't get Tang Yazi's eyes dirty!" she said.
Zhou Xia threw the tablecloth aside and glared at Yang Ruoqing fiercely: "What do you want to do when you ran into my house in the middle of the night?"
"It's not wrapped, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked, turning her wrist, and there was a dagger in her palm.
There was a flash of cold light, and there was a blood stain on Zhou Xia's snow-white shoulder.
"ah!"
She screamed, blood and tears bursting out together.
Yang Ruoqing wiped the blood from the dagger on Zhou Xia's face, and said with a sneer: "I don't have a good temper, you'd better wrap it up, and I won't see you exposed except for your head later." , Luna cut it!"
Zhou Xia was shaking with pain, but the coldness of the dagger and the words that were colder than the dagger made her shiver. She didn't care about the pain in her shoulders, and quickly grabbed the tablecloth and wrapped it around her body.
The tablecloth was a bit small, but fortunately Zhou Xia was not very big. She huddled together and could still barely cover the area below her neck and above the insteps.
"Okay Tangyazi, this shit has been covered, you can turn around!" Yang Ruoqing said cheerfully to Luo Fengtang.
Luo Fengtang just turned around and walked straight to the bed.
Zhou Xia saw Luo Fengtang and crawled towards him: "Cousin, save me, she wants to kill me..."
She stretched out her hand to grab Luo Fengtang's boots, and the tablecloth slid down again, revealing a snow-white arm.
Luo Fengtang frowned and without squinting, he kicked Zhou Xia to the door and threw her into the yard outside, making no sound.
"Wow, this kick is awesome!" Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Fengtang a thumbs up.
Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing, "Leave her to you, I'll handle it here!"
Yang Ruoqing nodded with a smile and quickly ran out of the house.
After just two steps, I suddenly thought of something and turned back.
Luo Fengtang raised a slender hand and was about to lift the curtain. When he saw Yang Ruoqing returning, his expression tightened and he quickly lowered the curtain again.
"Why are you back?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing pointed to the burning candle as thick as a child's arm on the table, "Take it!"
Then, he stretched out his arms and carried the candle out of the house along with the silver tray under it.
"You go on about your business, and I'll go outside to play with Zhou Xia!" She winked at him and smiled, then ran out of the house holding the candlestick.
Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly. When he turned around and opened the curtain again, the smile on his face had long faded away. His eyes were cold, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost...
The man inside had already put on his trousers and draped his shirt over his body, but he couldn't button it up in time, leaving it open and his white belly hanging down, covering his navel.
The quilt inside the bed has been lifted off, revealing the bare bed board. One of the bed boards has been lifted off, revealing a hole the size of a footbath.
The man was about to jump in, but one leg had already been lowered...
"bass!"
The long sword in Luo Fengtang's hand was placed on the man's fat neck.
"Come out." He said coldly.
The man looked at Luo Fengtang, his face paled, and a cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
"I have a bad temper. On the count of three, my neck will fall to the ground if I don't come out. As soon as..."
"I'm coming out, I'm coming out!" The man exclaimed, clumsily coming out of the hole, squatting on the corner of the bed with his hands on his stomach, looking at Luo Fengtang in fear.
Luo Fengtang withdrew his gaze from the open hole in the bed board and fell on the man.
"Answer me a question honestly." Luo Fengtang said.
The man blinked, "You asked."
Luo Fengtang said: "Did you ask someone to beat Zhou Wang?"
The man's eyes flickered and he shook his head: "No, I didn't find anyone to beat my uncle..."
With a flash of sword light, a strand of hair was cut off from the front of the man's forehead and fell to the bed.
The man's whole body was tense, and he broke out in cold sweat as he looked at that hair.
"Even if you are a general, you can't give in. I really didn't ask anyone to beat my uncle..." he said tremblingly.
Another cold light flashed by, and the man felt a chill in his left ear.
Then something hot and sticky was sprayed on his face.
He didn't feel the pain until he saw the bloody ear that fell by his feet.
"ah!"
He held his cheek and rolled on the bed in pain.
Luo Fengtang held the sword in his hand and looked at it coldly, with no trace of emotion in his eyes.
What does it mean to not shed tears without seeing the coffin? This is it!
