Bad wives are hard to teach: teasing the princess

Chapter 66
Wu'er was ashamed, this young lady is too spoofed, she was so painful that she wanted to cry, she even gave him a laughing powder, "Yes." Wu'er took out a bottle of medicine, in fact, she also wanted to know the addition of "Laughing Allure" "What will happen.

The tiles were lifted and scattered, and after a while, the person rolling on the bed immediately laughed desperately: "I'm itching to death, haha... itching to death..., haha... help... haha... "

The group of doctors looked at Sikong Zhen who was in a state of epilepsy in horror, and became even more frightened, kneeling on the ground and shaking non-stop.

Shui Luoyou had had enough fun, followed Wu'er to Xi Wan, got acupoints from the doorkeeper outside, kicked the door openly and entered, and saw a simple room with many pink light bulbs hanging in it. The yarn fluttered with the wind when the wind blew, which was interesting. The man cowering on the bed was frightened, holding the broken porcelain pieces to his neck with a look of fear and yelling: "Don't come here, or I'll kill myself."

"We're here to save you." Shui Luoyou said, holding back a smile. Usually women do this. Today, I was lucky enough to see a man forced to commit suicide. It's funny to think about it, so he walked over gently.

The man opened his eyes in horror and uneasiness and looked at the two beautiful and refined little girls, put down the tile slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

"A kind-hearted man who acted bravely for righteousness, accepted your mother's request to save you, let's go!" Shui Luoyou walked over and looked at the man for a while. He was thin and cowardly, and looked weak. No wonder Sikong Zhenhui took a fancy to him.

"My mother? What's wrong with her? I'm an unfilial son, I'm sorry, mother, oh..." The man asked anxiously, thinking of his mother who was seriously ill in bed, and thinking of his father's hard work in setting up the small stall Selling for a little money, but also being bullied, I couldn't help howling and crying.

"Shut up, what are you crying about, let's go!" Shui Luoyou slapped him on the head, and reprimanded him with his eyes wide open. The man was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He couldn't stand people crying, especially a big man crying. What, although he looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, he is not a man, but he is still a man!

Shui Luoyou and Wu'er easily took the man away without disturbing anyone, and sent him home safely. The mother and son knelt down and thanked each other, hugging each other and crying loudly. Shui Luoyou hurriedly said goodbye and went back with Wu'er.

Back in the yard, Lan Yuting's room was still lit for reading. Shui Luoyou just sold some cakes, too many to eat, so she gave some to Hongxiang Hongxiang, and took some to Lan Yuting, and He discussed with Tao Yunzhen what he had seen and how to get rid of this group of rubbish.

One night without dreams, hearing the rooster crowing, Shui Luoyou stretched her waist, discussed with Lan Yuting last night and didn't go to bed until the middle of the night, the air in ancient times was fresh, she had enough sleep, got up and changed clothes, washed her face with water, here It's not the palace, it's not the Shui family, and she's not a frail woman who can't carry her shoulders. There are only a few of them here.

Go to the kitchen to make some breakfast, Wu'er is helping at the side, after breakfast, Lan Yuting just got up, ate some porridge and went out.

Shui Luoyou took Wu'er out for a walk. On the street, the most discussed thing was that Sikong Zhen had a sudden illness last night. He lay on the bed and lost his seven souls to his three souls. The people all said that this was retribution. If you want to punish the wicked, you probably won’t be able to live. Many doctors are helpless. One Taoist priest said he was possessed by an evil spirit.

Shui Luoyou smiled, Sikong Zhen was hit by itching powder, and it wasn't a bewitching, so naturally it didn't work. Qingcheng", laughing too much, the whole body is just a little cramp, exhausted, but if you laugh for a few days without an antidote, you will really die from exhaustion.

Shui Luoyou smelled a burst of fragrance. It was a small stall selling wontons. The chaotic skin was very thin, and the meat inside was very filling. The fragrance wafted thousands of miles away, making Shui Luoyou salivate.

"Boss, here are two bowls." Shui Luoyou sat beside the road stall and waited for the plain wonton noodles.

"Okay, wait a minute, guest officer." The boss replied loudly, and ran over to Baochao with a smile on his face.

"Old man, here are some bowls of chaotic noodles. Old man, you don't seem to have paid the management fee yet. When will you pay the money?" A few sleazy punks came over, sat on the bench with big thorns, cocked their heads cried the leg.

"Master, I just buy some wontons from this small stall to get by. You can give me a few more days." The old man hurriedly bowed his head and nodded.

"Bang!" The man in the lead kicked the stool upside down and cursed: "Stop talking nonsense, don't set up a stall here if you don't pay the money."

"Master, please, my family depends on this to live!" Wiping his tears, the old man begged bitterly: "You just collected taxes a few days ago, how can I have so much money in this small business? I'll buy wontons for several days with this usual money, so you can do it!"

Wu'er was furious when she saw it, it's unreasonable, she is a bully, she glared at those little bastards angrily.

"All right? Don't even think about setting up a stall if you don't pay the money, brothers, smash it for me." The little gangster spat contemptuously, kicked the old man away, and started smashing things.

"It's unreasonable, there are still kings in broad daylight."

Wu'er's eyes were spitting fire, and she was just about to make a move, but someone robbed her of her lines. A red whip flew out of the air, and with a "snap", it slammed on the little bastard who was smashing things, and then the whip seemed to have eyes. Yes, the whip hit several punks one after another. The place where the whip was hit was never in the same place, and each person was hit the same number of times. Onlookers, by the way, look at the comers.

I only saw a tall horse, a woman in red with long hair flying, black hair, red clothes entangled together, making the woman flamboyant, the woman kept whipping the whip in her hand, and beat a few punks He stopped when he was injured all over his body, and shouted softly, "Get lost."

A few gangsters ran away with their subordinates, and they did not forget to threaten: "You wicked bitch, wait for me and let our young master clean you up."

The woman snorted disdainfully, and replied: "It's just right, I even clean up your poor young master."

The onlookers applauded and applauded repeatedly, and the woman waved to them calmly, showing a bright smile.

The woman stopped, and Shui Luoyou saw her appearance clearly. She looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, petite and exquisite, with the popular Yunyu hair style. She didn't have too many accessories in her hair. There are two small bells hanging on her hairpin. When she moved slightly, the bells rang out crisply. Her appearance was not exquisite, but she was very attractive. A pair of big black and white eyes were piercing, as bright as the sun, her face was plain, and her skin was not noble. The lady's skin is fair and delicate, but it is also plain and tender, and her small mouth is slightly raised, revealing cute dimples.

(End of this chapter)