Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 1
In a relatively complete adobe-brick thatched house, there was only one broken table and four broken chairs. It was freezing outside, and there was no charcoal fire in the room. Wanqing was so hungry that her chest was stuck to her belly, so she could go to the nunnery to carry food. Before Bicao came, she could only pour herself a cup of tea and drank it to calm her beating belly. After drinking, she curled up into a ball and lay down on the cathedral to copy scriptures, waiting for a long time. Rest, I haven't seen Bicao come back yet.

She struggled to get up, her feet were numb and numb, and the pain was so painful that she didn't dare to walk immediately, so she had to beat her numb calf with her hands, rested for a while before her blood flowed smoothly, and she walked staggeringly Go to the door and try to open it.

The cold wind swept in like a knife, and she couldn't even hold the door, so she hurriedly closed the door, and suddenly there was a strong push. Someone squeezed around his waist, his neck was held by a cold hand, and a hoarse and dull male voice came from next to his ear: "Don't scream, or you will be strangled to death."

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and kicked the door shut, and leaned against the door with Wanqing's back in his arms.

Wanqing was so frightened that her soul almost flew out, and she smelled a faint smell of blood in her nose, that person must have been injured.Damn, did you meet a bandit?But if I want money, I want sex, and I am only 13 years old, that person will not be so perverted, even rape and kill minors. For a while, Wanqing's mind turned countless times, and she heard that The person's unsteady breath should have been seriously injured, but after the man held her in his arms, there was no movement, as if he was exercising and regulating his breath...

Wanqing gently twisted her stiff neck, and just once, the man's hands were like iron clamps, pinched her throat tightly, and suddenly there was a dull pain in her throat, and her breathing was blocked, Wanqing was frightened. Now, she tried her best to calm herself down. This is the most remote place in the nunnery. Except for the evil nun Jingwen who likes to bully her, almost no one comes here. At this time, he braved the wind and snow to bully her.

Bicao is only 13 years old, even if she brings food here now, the two little girls can't beat the big man behind her, she quickly judged her current situation, she has no choice but to obey the person behind her, He had injuries on his body, and after he came in, he did not do any other sinful acts other than holding her hostage. That is not robbery, the hut is dilapidated and old, and it is not robbery of wealth. It is likely that he was hunted down here and came here to escape of.

Thinking of this, her heart became much more at ease. She raised her hands high, put on a cooperative gesture, and said in a hoarse voice: "You... you are injured, I... I have some medicine in here, maybe... maybe Useful for you."

As expected, the man loosened his hands a little after hearing this, Wan cleared her throat and took a quick breath, clutching her throat tightly to try not to let herself cough out, the man saw that she was so upbeat, so she let her slow down After a long pause, he said, "Where is the medicine, bring it here."

Wanqing moved to the bedside, groped for a bottle from under the pillow, the man snatched it away immediately, but poured out one and stuffed it into Wanqing's mouth first, and slapped her on the back, Wanqing couldn't help it. I swallowed it consciously, and couldn't help cursing in my heart, mother, this medicine is very precious, okay... Isn't it a waste to give it to the healthy?
Knowing that that person is cautious, he is afraid that I will harm him with poison, so let me try the medicine first.She didn't make a sound, just stood quietly and honestly. Seeing that she didn't panic at all, the man believed her three-pointedly. After waiting for a while, he really poured a pill and swallowed it, but he didn't. Wanqing did not let go.

At this time, there was a sound of creaking and noisy footsteps outside, and the man immediately pulled Wanqing into his arms and grabbed her throat again. Wanqing was in a hurry, and it sounded like many people were coming this way , if this person is a criminal wanted by the court, and those people are here to arrest him, who will care about the life and death of this little concubine from the Yi family in Shuntian Prefecture?Didn't he immediately become cannon fodder?Moreover, in this damned ancient time with strict etiquette and strict etiquette, if a woman in her boudoir is held hostage by a foreign man, no matter whether she is frivolous or not, her boudoir reputation will be ruined. Without her boudoir reputation, the rest of her life will be over. Isn't that just right? Have you broken Lin's heart?
In a moment of panic, his eyes were fixed on the door, and he heard the man say: "If you dare to reveal my whereabouts, I will kill you immediately."

Wanqing was about to cry, and said in a bad mood: "You and I are alone in the same room, although I was forced, but in the end it is not in accordance with the etiquette. I am a little concubine, and I was sent to the nunnery to suffer. If something like this happens again, if people find out, do you think I can still live?"

The man was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that Wanqing was thinking about the reputation of ethics at the moment of life and death, the hand on her throat loosened a little, and he said: "I have no choice but to offend you, Miss Wanwang Haihan."

Haihan, what a fart, the footsteps outside are getting closer and closer, and within a moment, those people will find the house... Wanqing's eyes are rolling around, there are three dilapidated rooms, except for one bed, one A square table, a few chairs, nothing, not even a place for Tibetans...

"Hey, go to bed quickly." Wanqing suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

The man was stunned, he didn't know what she meant, just now he was worried about boudoir, now let him go to bed...

Wanqing didn't care about this anymore, she turned around and pushed the man, "Hurry up and go to bed." When she raised her eyes, she saw that the man was covering his face, and only saw his two handsome and thick eyebrows. Further down, her gaze fell into a pair of eyes that were as clear as a deep lake. Those eyes were extremely beautiful, like icicles blooming on a snow-capped mountain, dazzling and crystal clear, and like precious black gemstones, deep and moist. The murderous aura in her eyes was sharp and compelling, and it was the first time Wanqing saw such a perfect combination of murderous aura and purity, like jellyfish floating on the seabed, more like mandala in the desert, exuding a seductive look. Human yet fatally alluring.

"Have you seen enough?" After a moment of astonishment, the man's eyes were filled with contemptuous sarcasm. Wanqing curled her lips and pointed at the bed. Covering his head, he quickly took out Bicao's underwear from the bedside, bit his finger, poured half a cup of tea, squeezed a dozen drops of blood into the teacup, and poured the bloody tea on the underwear On the bed, tuck it under the quilt, and stick the dirty end out of the quilt.

The man lifted the quilt, first watched her busy inexplicably, and soon understood what he meant, probably never seen such a bold and shameless woman who dared to do this in front of a strange man... His daughter's private matter, his exposed face quickly turned red, and he consciously covered his head and face with a quilt.

(End of this chapter)