There is a crazy concubine in the family: I can't afford to marry a concubine

Leng Lan threw the Xiaoyao needle to Chunxiang, and then gave Chunxiang a slight nod, like a queen in hell, bloodthirsty and dazzling.

"It's Miss 2c." Chunxiang walked in front of Leng Aomei, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, she gently raised Leng Aomei's hand, as if treating a peerless treasure, she didn't feel annoyed when she saw Leng Aomei withdraw her hand.

Chunxiang took out the thinnest needle, then grabbed Leng Aomei's middle finger fiercely, and stabbed hard at the center, Chunxiang suddenly thought of a thought, it was indeed made of thousand-year-old cold iron, and the iron was cut like mud , not to mention just pricking someone?

The expression on Leng Aomei's face was like a ghost for a moment, she wanted to scream but couldn't, wanted to struggle but was suppressed by Xia Xiang.

Chunxiang pulled out the needle, stabbed it in again, and then pulled it out again, looking at Leng Aomei's painful expression, she didn't show any pity, her fingers connected to her heart, the heart hurts.

"Chunxiang, why are you doing this over and over again?"

"Miss Hui, because I think it hurts to the extent that it hurts when you stick it in and then stop it, but if you stick it repeatedly, the pain will be repeated, and it should be doubled." Chunxiang said innocently.

Xuanyuan Che looked at the scene in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more playful. This Leng Aomei should know what a stupid thing she did by now, but she didn't expect that a little girl could be so vicious. Guess the usage of this needle.

Leng Aomei wanted to die at this moment, she always hoped that she could faint, so that the pain would not continue, Leng Lan, you'd better wait for me to die this time, or I will definitely take revenge.

"Miss, do you want to continue?" Chunxiang asked respectfully.

"Continue." Leng Lan said ruthlessly.

Leng Lan looked expressionlessly at Chunxiang repeatedly pricking Leng Aomei with the needle, her expression was the same as usual, time passed slowly, Leng Aomei was tortured to the brink of death, but her consciousness was still clear, the pain was very clear .

"Chunxiang, Xiaxiang, you can continue to use the remaining things here, I'll go back first." Leng Lan said lightly, then helped Aunt Wen who was sitting on the chair,

Aunt Wen looked at the young lady she had raised since she was a child, and she only slowly admired her in her eyes. In this world, if people are not cruel, they will only be bullied.

"Aunt Wen, can you still walk?"

"Miss, Aunt Wen is not that weak," Aunt Wen said slowly, originally wanted to give Leng Lan a peaceful smile, but just think about it, let's forget it, everyone knows that she must be feeling bad now.

Aunt Wen wanted to stand up from the chair, but the needle boards on her feet were full of small holes due to kneeling, so she had no point of strength, and her limbs were aching.

Xuanyuan Che suddenly called out: "An Ye."

A man in dark gray clothes appeared quietly.

For the man who suddenly appeared, Leng Lan was not surprised. Although she didn't notice the man's aura, she still felt it. This man should be the legendary dead man.

"Serve Aunt Wen well, and go back to Wangfei's residence." Xuanyuan Che ordered lightly.

Leng Lan didn't express any objection, and silently agreed, after all, it was difficult for him to hold Aunt Wen.

It's just that Leng Lan had forgotten that in this dynasty men and women could not kiss each other, a man would definitely walk through a corridor with Aunt Wen in his arms, and would definitely meet someone, so wouldn't Aunt Wen's innocence be ruined in the future?