The young woman was overjoyed and blushed, unable to look directly at the scrutinizing gaze above.
On the chin, the man's fingers were slightly rough and he lifted her face with some force.
The man sat on the edge of the couch, his slender legs spread wide, and his other hand rested on his knee, his fingers caressing her intentionally or unintentionally.
Warm water vapor mixed with the fragrance after bathing filled the air.
Her heart was beating fast and she screamed in excitement. Suppressing her excitement, she steadied her breathing and said in a trembling voice: "The general is wise and powerful. The jade trees stand in the wind. He also saves Youzhou from water and fire. The general is the savior of the slave. The slave's life is the same." They all belong to the general. As long as the general is happy, I am willing to do anything..."
Peilin sucked her fingers and lay on the bed, looking at the woman kneeling in front of her father with confusion on her face.
A lifesaver...
Life is his...
It was as if an invisible hand suddenly grasped his heart.
He had heard enough of this kind of talk.
Peilin chuckled twice, sat up and grabbed the corner of his father's clothes.
An unknown anger suddenly surged in his depleted heart. The man picked up his daughter and looked coldly at the shy and timid woman in front of him.
The more I looked at it, the more disgusted I felt.
He was so bored that he almost vomited.
Just like the guy in Bingzhou at the banquet kept saying loudly and shamelessly that his daughter named Feng was in love with him and would not marry him unless he was the one.
The hypocritical face is even more fake than the actors on the stage.
These women are all like this, they always like to pretend to love him, every word of love, and every word with a flattering smile.
Behind the mask, there is a hidden agenda.
He sneered, at first he laughed muffledly, and then the laughter grew louder and louder until his whole shoulders and entire internal organs were trembling, and he was laughing so hard that he almost burst into tears.
The little child also laughed.
Encouraged by his laughter, the wet nurse boldly reached out to unbuckle his belt. Under Su Luo's pajamas, the man's body was strong and muscular.
It's just too much.
He kicked her in the heart without mercy.
There was a muffled sound.
The woman was kicked and hit against the jade screen behind her.
Together with the rosewood frame and the jade-backed screen, it fell to the ground like a mountain.
The nanny had no time to come to her senses, and blood surged up in her heart. She spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. Her internal organs seemed to have been kicked to pieces, and they were mixed together in a confused manner in her stomach.
She looked at the man sitting on the couch in horror. The man held the child in his arms with one hand, covered her head with the other, and pressed her face into his arms.
"Slave...damn it."
Tears and runny nose burst out of her eyes.
Lying on the ground, using all his limbs to get up and leave.
The man held the child, and the child's head was buried in his father's arms. He only heard the intermittent sniffing sounds in the room and the father's cold voice.
"Climb over here."
The nanny trembled, but she didn't dare to go against his will, and her tears became more violent. She swallowed the blood and saliva in her mouth, and slowly, with her head buried, she climbed to the man's feet step by step. side.
"Do you still like me?"
The wet nurse trembled and looked up at his Gu Jing Wubo's face pleadingly. For just a moment, she lowered her head with evasive eyes and nodded blankly.
"I...like it."
"Bitch."
He looked gloomy, grinned, raised his foot and stepped on the back of her hand.
"lie."
Crush it.
The bones of the hand seemed to be crushed.
The woman's face looked painful, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she didn't dare. She whimpered twice and turned pale.
"I dare not lie..."
"Don't you dare to lie?"
Wei Cheng smiled and said, "Then let me tell you, what do you like about me?"
His Adam's apple rolled and he paused.
"Do you like me kicking you, or do you like hearing me scold you?"
The woman was stunned and silent, unable to answer.
"Look." He smiled coldly, "I can't answer it."
"Women like you." He clenched his back molars and his body tensed. Peilin was held down in his arms and couldn't move, so she could only rub her saliva onto his shoulders.
"Pretending to be sincere."
His face was extremely gloomy.
"You still don't know how to laugh at me."
He seemed to feel dirty even when he reached out to touch her. He frowned in disgust, kicked her away, and dusted his trouser legs.
The wound on the woman's heart was still hurting, and she was hit unexpectedly again. The blood surged up in her throat several times, and finally she spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood with a "wow" sound.
"Dirty things that are invisible to the naked eye." He didn't even bother to look at the puddle of meat on the ground.
"Drag them out." He calmly ordered the people who came in after hearing the sound, "How dare you let any random person in to serve the eldest lady."
"How dare you use your pig brains to guess what I mean."
The servant remained silent, lowered his head and quickly dragged the half-dead and severely injured woman out, and tidied the room in three strokes.
He sneered.
"You don't care for a few days, and you dare to ride on your master's head, thinking about flying up a branch and turning into a phoenix, and think I'm dead?"
All the servants in Xiyuan were kneeling in Sangle, their faces turning red and white. Wei Cheng did not let go, and the people kneeling in the courtyard did not dare to get up.
"Where are Lan Jade and Green Pearl?" He held the child in his arms, looked at the dark head in front of him, and stood expressionlessly in the corridor.
Lan Yu and Lv Zhu shook their bodies and walked out helplessly.
"Your master ran away, and your hearts ran away with him?"
"My temple in Youzhou is indeed too small to accommodate your two giant Buddhas."
He sneered, "I can't even smell the foxy smell around my little master. My nose is useless and it's better to cut it off. Keeping it is useless."
Lan Yu and Lu Zhu were on the verge of crying but couldn't shed any tears: "This slave deserves to die."
"It's damn right."
Lan Yu and Lv Zhu softened and fell to the ground.
"Go to the porch and kneel down for me."
"Kneel down and watch for me tonight."
"She violated me, so I can't neglect you."
"I'm not having a good time, and everyone doesn't want to have a good time either. Why are you crying?" He laughed: "If you want to be freed as soon as possible, you'd better pray day and night. If your good master has a conscience, come back as soon as possible."
Inside the house, the lights are brightly lit.
The baby was sleepy and yawned several times. Wei Cheng held her in his arms and swayed her around. He walked to the candlestick and turned off the light, leaving only a faint bean-like lamp, and put the baby into bed. In the cradle beside him, he pushed the cradle gently.
Peilin must cry for a while every time he is about to fall asleep. This is probably because babies do not understand that they should close their eyes to sleep when they are sleepy. The drowsy feeling makes the baby confused, and the little child lies in the cradle crying with tears streaming down his face. .
Wei Cheng pushed the cradle, but when there was no response, he reached out and patted her body.
Until he remembered something, he began to talk softly about the art of war.
"It is difficult to detect the nature of a lady. Both beauty and evil are different, and her emotions are different. Some are gentle but deceitful, some are respectful on the outside but deceitful on the inside, some are brave on the outside but cowardly on the inside, and some are unfaithful despite their best efforts. ....."
Sure enough, the child calmed down instantly.
He listened curiously with his eyes open, his eyes rolled around, and his cunning and intelligent eyes looked at his father motionlessly.
