The character is broken!The General's Sick Beauty Is a Killer

Chapter 43 There is a Demon

Baozhen was moved by his words.

Looking at the young lady's pale face, she bit her lips, and finally made up her mind, saying, "Dead, the real third Miss Tang family died two years ago, at the hands of the young lady."

Gao Feiwei was startled, and instantly thought of the impostor plot in the playbook, and he was so shocked that if Miss Tang San really killed someone else's daughter for the sake of the wealth of the Earl of Xianchang's mansion, and then replaced her to enjoy the glory and wealth that did not belong to her, He must persuade the general to stay away from her, such a woman is too scary.

Jian Chijin gently stroked her loose long hair, his heart was calm, he knew that things would not be so simple.

The girl who slept soundly on his lap, seeing that he was in a bad mood, and wanted to accompany him back to wrench Yu Jiuchuan's head off, how could she be someone who covets wealth and status.

"It is the real Miss Tang San who asked Miss to go to Earl Xianchang's Mansion to replace her."

Although Gao Feiwei was puzzled, he was also relieved.

Baozhen added, "She and Miss are good friends."

"Two years ago, she sneaked out of the underground palace and saw that her mother was dead. Uncle Xianchang married a bride again, and this bride was the one who abducted her. She was overwhelmed with grief and was taken back to Yongye Pavilion. Failed."

Baozhen sighed. Back then, that woman who was as bright as the sun lit up the entire underground palace and spread hope to countless children, but in the end, she died in despair.

"Although Yong Ye Pavilion did not kill her, she has no plans to let her go. She knows that she will never be able to avenge her mother."

"In a ring duel, she was in a team with Miss. According to the private agreement in the past, they would fight to a draw and neither of them would be injured. But that time, she decided to die and threw herself on Miss's sword."

"She made the young lady owe her a life, made the young lady feel ashamed of her, and made the young lady fulfill her last wish."

Baozhen felt lonely, because of this incident, Miss Yanmen hated her for many years, and was scolded by many killers she knew for being cold-blooded and despicable, but Miss obviously blamed herself very much.

"Why did the master of Yongye Pavilion hurt her?" Jian Chijin asked.

"The Pavilion Master doesn't like Miss." Baozhen thought for a while, the way the Pavilion Master treated Miss could not be said to be dislike, she corrected: "He hates Miss."

Thinking of the wet and sticky eyes of the old man looking at her like a poisonous snake, Baozhen shuddered. At that time, the young lady protected her behind, she must have annoyed the pavilion master, and the phantom drug must have been administered at that time.

So it was she who held the lady back.

Baozhen drooped her head in self-reproach, "Miss took the pavilion master's magic drug because of protecting me."

With a trembling voice, she buried her face in her knees and shrugged her shoulders, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on following Miss, Miss would not have become like this."

Jian Chijin didn't want to hear her confession now, so she frowned and looked at Gao Feiwei.

Gao Feiwei made a bitter face.

His general went too far, the little girl was so sad that he didn't know how to be considerate, and he forced him to talk.

I'm afraid in his eyes, there is only Miss Tang Jiasan alone now.

If the third miss of the Tang family knew that he was bullying her little maid like this, it would be up to her whether she wanted to talk to him or not.

Jian Chijin looked at Gao Feiwei who hadn't moved yet, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Gao Feiwei was very tormented, he didn't dare to disobey the general's order, and he couldn't bear to goug the little girl's wounds again. He looked at the black spots flying in the sky, and the weeds half eaten by insects on the ground, but he didn't pay attention to Jian Chijin. body.

Fortunately, Baozhen didn't make it difficult for him for too long, took a deep breath, continued with a choked voice: "The master of the pavilion is practicing the evil kung fu of harvesting yin and nourishing yang, but he doesn't let those women give birth to his children, Miss's mother Wanting to become the wife of the pavilion master, she thought that giving birth to a child would realize her wishful thinking, so she secretly gave birth to the young lady, and the pavilion master hanged her after knowing about it, and sent the young lady to the dungeon to train with the abducted children."

"Later, more and more women had wishful thinking and vying to become the wife of the pavilion master. From time to time, some would give birth to the pavilion master's children. Every time the pavilion master would be furious and strangle those children to death. Before he could relieve his anger, he would find the underground palace. The young lady in the village was beaten with a whip, and as many children as he strangled, the young lady received as many beatings as possible."

When she saw Miss for the first time, Miss was only seven or eight years old, curled up in a corner of a dim hut, a small ball, covered in blood as if scooped up from bloody water.

Master sprinkled the powder on her welts where the bones were visible. She didn't cry or howl, but just gritted her teeth and endured silently.

Others don't know how painful the medicine powder is, but Baozhen herself knows it. She is often injured, and every time Master sprinkles the medicine powder on her wound, she feels so painful that she wants to kill Master too.

At that time, it was the first time that she admired someone when she was young, ignorant and cynical.

Later, every one or two months, she could see the lady once, and every time she was dripping with blood, it was horrible. The master gave her the medicine silently, and she silently endured the pain. Neither of them spoke.

And she, who was only six years old, gritted her teeth and watched, as if the medicine was on her body.

She asked why the master gave her such expensive medicine powder. Although those medicines are painful, they can make the wound heal quickly in a short time without leaving scars, and the master can only refine one bottle every month.

Master said: For you.

The six-year-old child at the time did not understand.

She asked again, why does this person always suffer such serious injuries?

Worse than her.

The way Master looked at her was something she couldn't understand in her life: because there was a demon.

(End of this chapter)