A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

Zi Sang said: "Miss, don't worry about it, with your talent, appearance and character, you are not afraid that you will not get a good family."

An Xiaoqing smiled wryly. In this era, it is very difficult for a woman who has been divorced to be married again. What's more, the other party is Prince Ning's Mansion, one of the most powerful families in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Don't dare to hire it.

The big deal is to save some money and take Hongxia out to live alone. Can a living person still be suffocated to death by urine?

An Xiaoqing is in peace, what should she do.

After a while, the Eldest Master asked his wife to come over and said: "There is someone from Prince Ning's Mansion, please go over and ask the girl."

An Xiaoqing got up and left, Zisang hurriedly took an umbrella and followed, the master and servant walked towards the Chuihua Gate with umbrellas, just around the rockery, in front of them saw the second aunt standing under the camphor tree in leisure, and a row of people beside her Standing in a row are four fat and strong women who are thick and strong. Judging from their posture, it seems that they have been waiting for a long time.

An Xiaoqing turned around and ran away. A hero doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages. She has never practiced martial arts, not to mention four wives, she can't handle even one of them.

The second auntie saw that she was resigned by Prince Ning's mansion, and that Pei Jinxiu had become a good lady of the East Palace again. One went up and down, and she didn't even bother to make troubles, so she came here blatantly.

Seeing An Xiaoqing running, the second aunt waved her hand, and two women blocked An Xiaoqing's back path, surrounding An Xiaoqing and Zisang.

If you can't run, hit it.

An Xiaoqing snatched the parasol from Zisang's hand, and held Zisang in the other hand: "Didn't the old lady ask you to send the shoe samples over? What are you waiting for?"

Zisang knew that she was asking her to find a way to get away and report to the old lady, but how could she leave the girl alone, Zisang's eyes turned red, and she stopped where she was and refused to leave.

"Want to run away? Little bitch, you were so majestic yesterday. Prince Ning's mansion has retired, so what if the old lady is invited, let me see who dares to protect you, beat me to death, beat me Kill this little bastard."

Second Aunt smiled grimly and waved her hand, and the four wives rushed forward.

An Xiaoqing put away her umbrella and stood still, calmly looking at the woman who was rushing towards her, she couldn't beat her, and the competition at this time was to see who was more ruthless.

She focused on one of the women, and when she rushed close, she suddenly raised her umbrella and poked at the woman.

There was only a scream, and the woman's face was bleeding profusely, she covered her left eye with her hand and rolled all over the ground in pain.

Everyone was shocked, the other three women were stunned, their raised fists did not dare to drop towards An Xiaoqing.

The second aunt covered her mouth with a pale face, and her charming body kept trembling. I heard that the little bitch cut off the descendants of a villain last time. I didn't quite believe that a little girl would be so ruthless. Now the bloody facts are in front of us...

"Auntie is uncomfortable in her left eye or right eye. Do you want Xiaoqing to treat it for you? If you poke the blindness, it will be done once and for all." An Xiaoqing looked at Second Aunt with a sneer and said.

"Little... little bastard, you are so cruel..." Second Aunt couldn't speak easily.

"So Auntie has an itchy mouth?" An Xiaoqing gestured as she raised her umbrella.

"Help, I've killed someone, the fourth girl has killed someone." The second aunt turned her head and ran, screaming as she ran.

An Xiaoqing frowned, thinking that the secret path was not good, and she had fallen for it.

Sure enough, the Eldest Master hurriedly came from outside the second gate, and Prince Ning was following behind him.

"Shut up, what are you making a fuss about!" The elder was so angry that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he shouted coldly.