After wearing the book, Ben Gong lay down all the way to win

Chapter 323 The wedding is upside down ([-])
An Jiahe shook his long whip, and said with a sneer, "What kind of shit princess, if you marry me, you will be my plaything, a bitch I raised."

Speaking of this, his eyes were full of fierceness: "Bitch, you are so brave, how dare you put a cuckold on me, and see if I don't beat you to death."

There was only a 'pop', and the long whip hit Xinyue's body hard.

The whip full of terrifying barbs hit the body hard, and instantly tore through the bridal gown, leaving a bloody welt.

"what--"

The severe pain of tearing flesh made Xinyue scream like a pig being slaughtered.

When An Jiahe heard this scream, not only did he not have the slightest feeling of pity and pity for the jade of a normal man, on the contrary, he was as happy as hearing some celestial music.

The more Xinyue yelled, the harder he beat, and the smile on his face gradually became evil: "Scream, scream, scream louder, I haven't heard such a beautiful voice for a long time, it's great!"

Xinyue screamed in pain: "Stop...stop...you can't treat me like this..."

An Jiahe was full of perverted fanaticism: "You are my dog ​​now. As the master, I can treat you as I want. Even if I beat you to death, the emperor is my cousin. Who would dare to treat you?" punish me?"

As he spoke, he swung his whip heavily and lashed at the crescent moon.

Xinyue was beaten until her clothes were torn and her flesh was bloody. She cried out, "I was wrong, don't beat me, please forgive me."

An Jiahe saw her crying like pear blossoms and rain, without any pity on her face, and said with a smile: "Tsk tsk, look at your little face, it's so beautiful to cry, young master, I like to see women cry, cry quickly, Cry louder!"

Xinyue was dumbfounded and couldn't believe her eyes.

When she cried in the past, the men around her, whether it was her father, younger brother, or servants of the palace, all softened their hearts towards her. Afterwards, Nu Dahai was also turned into a tough man by her crying. A trick that men have tried a hundred times, why doesn't it work now?
At this time, she suddenly thought of what the palace people said before, that the imperial concubine's nephew is the fate of the lone star of the god of evil, and he specializes in women. Is it because of this that tears have no effect on him?

Thinking of this, Xinyue turned pale with fright, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "An Jiahe, please forgive me, I won't dare again, I won't dare again."

But An Jiahe laughed: "Don't dare? You dare to ruin my aunt's birthday festival, why don't you dare, bitch, hurry up and cry for me, your cry is so beautiful, I haven't heard of it yet." That's enough."

As he spoke, he waved his long whip again and again, frantically whipping the new moon.

The brutal beating lasted for about two sticks of incense, and An Jiahe's hands ached from the beating, so he stopped.

At this time, Xinyue had already been beaten until she had no good ground all over her body, and her voice was even hoarse like a broken bellows, she couldn't even cry out.

After venting this, An Jiahe let go of all the hostility, and restored his previous elegant and gentle face, called two maidservants, and said: "Go and get the best medicine for wounds. It's rare for this son to have such a pleasant cry." You can't let her die so easily."

He had a face as gentle as jade, but he uttered hell-like words, and he didn't treat women as human beings at all.

The two maidservants couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly went down to get the medicine for the wound.

(End of this chapter)