Evil King's Favorite Concubine

Chapter 1 The sedan chair was robbed
Sunshine in March, spring breeze blowing on the green bank, and hundreds of flowers blooming, it is another beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

And today, it happened to be the wedding day of Fang Chuchu, the eldest daughter of the Fang family.

"Crackling!"

"Boom!"

"Yo, look at the bride!"

The blast of firecrackers was accompanied by the laughter and congratulations of the children and guests. Fang Fugui, the owner of the No. [-] cloth shop in the south of the Yangtze River, was bustling with people in front of the gate, and the whole street was crowded.

Fang Fugui was standing in front of the door at the moment, accepting the congratulations from the guests, the flesh on his face squeezed and squeezed from time to time, he was happier than he was on the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

However, Fang Fugui's silly appearance is not an exaggeration.Because today her daughter married the Xiao family, the richest businessman in Jiangnan, as her daughter-in-law.This Xiao family has a great career, and his daughter has been married, which can be regarded as climbing a high branch.In the future, there will be an extra backstage in business, just thinking about it, he almost danced with joy.

But the fly in the ointment is that Xiao Ying, the son of the Xiao family, is a bad person, but it doesn't matter, the other advantages of the Xiao family have already covered up his flaws.His eldest daughter was able to marry such a person, it was already her last life.

The sedan chair got up slowly after a burst of firecrackers, because Xiao Ying's legs and feet were inconvenient, so he didn't come to pick up the sedan chair.Fang Chuchu was helped into the sedan chair by Xi Po. After a bumpy ride, her life began to usher in a new page.

The noise of pedestrians on the side of the road with suona trumpets... Although Fang Chuchu is the eldest lady of the Fang family, she was not free when she was in the Fang family.In other words, it is more appropriate to use a more appropriate sentence to describe her situation, that is: she is the body of a young lady and the life of a servant girl.

Her mother died young, and Hua Fugui remarried. Her stepmother is a powerful person.After marrying into the Fang family, she gave birth to a daughter and a son to Fang Fugui.This wealthy family has a new love, and I don't know whether it is the mother who is more expensive than the son, or the son is more precious than the mother, in short, this eldest lady has been completely reduced to a servant girl in the family.

Since she was a child, she was different from her younger sister Fang Xueyuan.Fang Xueyuan learned calligraphy at the age of three, was able to recite "Hundred Surnames" proficiently at the age of five, could compose poetry at the age of ten, and was already a well-known talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River at the age of 13.

As for her, Fang Chuchu, waiting for her will always be endless work in the yard and endless whipping by her stepmother.Everyone is talking about Fang Xueyuan, but they have never thought that there is a mother who silently paves the way for her standing behind Fang Xueyuan.

This time, if it weren't for her relatively prosperous birthday, how could the Xiao family choose her as their daughter-in-law.

Although she doesn't like getting married very much, she can leave the Fang family after she gets married, so she is very happy today.She didn't have much request from her future husband, she just hoped that he would not beat her and scold her casually so that she could have enough food for every meal, and she would be grateful to him and only guard him for the rest of her life.

Xipo who was following the sedan chair saw the bride secretly lift the curtain, she hurriedly greeted, "Hey, bride, this hijab is for your future husband-in-law, you sit obediently, the sedan chair will be here soon. "

Fang Chuchu stuck out her tongue, reluctantly took another look at the beautiful spring scenery outside, straightened her waist, and sat in the sedan chair.

According to the etiquette and custom of getting married, this sedan chair needs to walk around the Yuelao Temple in the city, which means that the bride and groom will have a happy life in the future.Right now, the sedan chair goes around the bustling bazaar to Yuelao Temple.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Fang Chuchu's eyes rolled wildly, obviously she couldn't sit still.She struggled in her heart, thinking whether to lift the curtain to peek again.But with a sudden stagger, her body suddenly leaned forward and hit the sedan door directly.

And at this moment, the suona sound outside the sedan chair also stopped abruptly.Fang Chuchu touched her bumped forehead, reached out to lift the curtain, and asked what happened.

A cry of "ah" passed through my ear.She was startled, didn't this voice belong to Xi Po?
A gust of cold wind blew and opened the car curtain, making Fang Chuchu unable to open her eyes. When she finally opened her eyes, there was only a touch of black in her vision.

In front of the sedan chair, a man wearing a crescent mask suddenly broke into her sight with a sharp sword still bleeding in his hand.

"You..." Her face turned pale, her eyes were fixed on the blood that was still dripping down from the sharp blade, her throat seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't make a sound.

The man suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.

Fang Chuchu saw a coldness in his eyes, which was hundreds of times colder than her stepmother's usual.

The corners of the man's mouth turned upwards, and his eyes were almost colorless and translucent.He walked step by step towards the sedan chair where Fang Chuchu was, and a huge shadow seemed to cover Fang Chuchu.She trembled her lips, raised her chin, and said with a slight cry, "Please don't kill me. If I die, no one will burn paper money for my mother during the New Year and holidays."

The man's almost colorless pupils blinked, and he sneered, "I won't kill you, I just came to get something."

His voice is very clear, but cruel and cold.

"You said..." Fang Chuchu's frail body was hidden in the bright red wedding robe and trembled, her long eyelashes blinked, like the wings of a butterfly that might fly high at any time.

The corner of the man's mouth raised slightly again, he dropped the sharp sword in his hand, and suddenly stretched out his hand to the clothes on Fang Chuchu's body.

Fang Chuchu didn't expect that he would directly reach out and pull her clothes, without any protection, and when she realized something was wrong, the clothes on her body were torn.

Seeing this, the man in front of him raised his mouth slightly, his cold fingers wrapped around her body like greasy snakes.

At that moment, Fang Chuchu's whole body couldn't help trembling, and an unprecedented sense of fear hit her heart.

Abuse, without end.

Fang Chuchu kept struggling, but how could her strength be a match for this strange man.

"Please, let me go!"

"Please, woo... let me go. I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."

"Woo...don't...please...don't, don't come here...ah!"

Fang Chuchu begged bitterly, crystal clear teardrops hung on her eyelashes, as bright as dewdrops in the morning.However, the man ignored her begging for mercy... Those almost colorless pupils looked at her indifferently, like a superior king playing with his slave.

He repeated mechanically without any emotion.

Fang Chuchu was in dizzy pain, and her whole body was so cold that she felt that she might die at any time.

Gradually, all the wailing became numb and disappeared with the wind.When she opened her foggy eyes to look at the man on her body, she saw the man's fingers shaking in front of her.And the originally bright red Shougong sand on her arm has disappeared without a trace.

Fang Chuchu couldn't bear it anymore, and cried out sharply, for the pain she had suffered for so many years.She is already like this, why does God still make such a joke on her wedding day.If she lost her virginity, she would not be able to marry into Xiao's family, nor could she leave Fang's family...

Outside the bridal sedan chair, the grass grows and the warblers fly, a thriving scene.

In the bridal sedan chair, the sound of the woman crying bitterly continued...

The man had already withdrawn and left, and Fang Chuchu, who was in a coma, had a line of tears falling from the corner of her eyes...

(End of this chapter)