The prostitute is poisonous: married to the disabled fourth prince after rebirth

Mrs. Cheng looked around in confusion, and then met Young Mrs. Cheng's eyes that wanted to eat people.

She only felt the burning pain on her face, and raised her hand to touch it gently. The hot feeling made her gasp in pain.

"What's wrong with me?" Mrs. Cheng asked in doubt, and Mrs. Cheng sneered.

"Why, you are not afraid of death. Are you disappointed that you didn't die now?" Mrs. Cheng gritted her teeth and asked, she angrily grabbed Mrs. Cheng's collar and pulled her over.

"I'm warning you, I won't let you do anything until all my anger is gone, even if Lord Yan takes you in, I will go to heaven and earth to catch you back, if you do it again , even if you die by chance, I will not let you live in peace."

Mrs. Cheng was really furious. She used to live under the oppression of Mrs. Cheng for more than ten years. Now she has only passed the day of being captured for more than a month, and she is too tired to live. How can we smooth out the years of oppression in the past.

Mrs. Cheng didn't want much, all she wanted was for Mrs. Cheng to experience the treatment they had suffered.

Mrs. Cheng only felt that her body was cold to the bone, and the inner fear of Mrs. Cheng made her dare not say anything disobedient.

"I see." Mrs. Cheng agreed. She still doesn't know what happened. When she opened her eyes, she saw Mrs. Cheng's angry face.

"You'd better do what you say." Mrs. Cheng let go of her angrily, turned and left, and when she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, and Brick looked at Mrs. Cheng and said coldly.

"Guijuan, go and cook some ginger soup for the old lady, don't freeze to death in the cold weather."

Mrs. Cheng left after leaving a word. Old Mrs. Cheng gave a bitter smile. Mrs. Cheng was not worried about her, she was clearly afraid that her body would freeze and there would be no way to torture her in the future.

"Hey... I've done my own crimes, I can't live!" Mrs. Cheng sighed, her eyes were dark about the future.

Mr. Cheng heard that Mrs. Cheng committed suicide by jumping into a well. After all, he had lived his whole life. He was very worried about her comfort. He wanted to see Mrs. Cheng, but Cheng Chong blocked the door.

"Father has lived a good life. If father wants to be like Cheng, go there. But in the future, your life in the mansion will not be guaranteed for your son."

Cheng Chong spoke resolutely. Although Mr. Cheng was worried about Mrs. Cheng, compared with his future life, he still stopped in his tracks.

Ever since he came back here, Cheng Chong has treated Mr. Cheng very politely. Although the food and clothing on weekdays are not as good as before, at least the husband and wife can't take him with him like they treated Mrs. Cheng.

It is also comfortable to eat light tea and light food every day.

Mr. Cheng has heard about what happened to Mrs. Cheng, but now that he can't protect himself, how can he take care of Mrs. Cheng.

"I see." Old Master Cheng compromised, and this is what Cheng Chong wanted. Looking at the husband and wife who used to be a husband and wife, they seemed to be servants all day long, with endless work to do.

The other lost his blood in order to survive, and ignored his wife in order to make life easier.

"Father, your choice is right." Cheng Chong left after saying a word.

Old Master Cheng slumped on the chair helplessly, sighing helplessly.

"Hey, what a crime."

His remorseful sigh sounded particularly ridiculous to Cheng Chong, but if the couple had treated him better when he was young, he would not have fallen to where he is today.

Mr. Cheng regretted it, but it was too late.

He asked someone to inquire about Mrs. Cheng's situation, but he got no comment. Only then did Mr. Cheng see clearly his position in this family.

Although Cheng Chong and his wife didn't embarrass him, they imprisoned him in this world, and it was difficult to get out. The servants in the family didn't have the slightest respect for him, but anyone could criticize him a few words.

Old Master Cheng sighed helplessly, only hoping that Mrs. Cheng could hold on, he slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of tears rolled down his slightly skinny face.

the other side

After the maids gave her a few bowls of hot ginger soup, Mrs. Cheng was so hot that her mouth was full of cannonballs. She whimpered in pain, but in return, the maids beat her even more viciously. Mrs. Cheng was full of pain. Rolling on the ground, but still unable to relieve the scalding pain from the mouth to the stomach.

The maids laughed unscrupulously, seeing her embarrassed appearance, could not help but sneer and mock.

"If you had been kinder to our wife back then, how could you have fallen into this situation? You haven't finished washing today's clothes. If they are ready, you should wash them quickly. Don't play tricks."

The servant girl winked at the person around her, and that person kicked Mrs. Cheng heavily in the stomach.

Mrs. Cheng grunted in pain. Even though her body was in pain, she didn't dare to resist. After all, resistance would result in even more brutal beatings.

"I see."

With the sadness in her eyes like this, Mrs. Cheng got up in pain, stumbled and walked outside. Under the bright moonlight, she picked up the wooden bucket to fetch water from the well.

The well water was icy cold, and she gasped in pain, but the maids watched, and she didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, for fear that if she moved too slowly, she would be beaten.

Seeing her obedient appearance, the maids couldn't help mocking her.

"Look, does she look like a dog, who shows off her might on weekdays, and when she meets a powerful person, she completely puts her fangs away."

The words of the maids were like knives, ruthlessly piercing the old lady's heart, leaving bleeding flesh.

Mrs. Cheng pretended not to hear, she lowered her head and was busy with the work at hand. The chilblains on her hands were burning hot and painful. She had never experienced such pain.

In the past, she only wanted to enjoy life, maybe she used to enjoy too much, and now she fell into this situation.

It wasn't until she finished washing all the clothes that the maids got up to leave. Mrs. Cheng let out a long breath and finally got over it again.

She dragged her tired body back into the room, just touching the bed board, she couldn't help sighing comfortably.

"It's really comfortable."

She hoped that the night would be longer, and it would be best if it never dawned.

It is now three quarters of the clock, and she has to get up and work every moment when she is ugly, and dare to dare to work all day when she opens her eyes. alright.

She ended her painful life without any pain.

But the reality is that she is living well, so she can only continue to work.