poisonous woman

Chapter 111
The man's pet name is Jiang Li, Jiang Li is another name for Shaoyao, he is a charming and gorgeous man like a peony flower, coquettish and graceful, he is deeply loved by Rongzhao because of his beautiful appearance.

Rong Zhao doesn't love him, but he likes his willful temperament like hers, he lives so free and easy, never underestimates himself because of his status as the empress dowager's male favorite, never flatters others, and even treats her deliberately to please.

He would tell her, Queen Mother, you have fine lines, Queen Mother, you are no longer young, Queen Mother, your city will be captured, and you will become a prisoner.

When I was about to die, I grabbed her hand and said, there is one thing I haven't told you. In fact, I love you. If I can die under your knife, my life is enough.

Those fragments of shattered memories appeared in front of his eyes, that bewitching face overlapped with the people on the stage, and Rong Zhao was slightly dizzy in front of his eyes.

But she could tell that he was not about to leave.

Jiang Li is happy, detached, and unrestrained, while the person in front of him is melancholy, feminine, and even hateful.

Jiang Li's eyes revealed an arrogance, and he, through those eyes, Rong Zhao felt that he was more like a wolf waiting for an opportunity.

His body is very thin, as thin as paper.Dressed in white clothes, she is as clean as a baby born in her heart.That cute appearance makes people feel pity.

It's just that such a person wears a chain around his neck like a dog.

He walked very slowly, raised his head slightly to glance at the people under the stage, then lowered his head again, his steps were squirming, as if he was walking in place, maybe the snail was not as slow as him.

Mr. Gui was very dissatisfied with this move, he pulled his chain forward and made him stagger, almost tripped and fell off the stage.

He bowed his head, the hair left on both sides covered his face, and stood motionless on the stage. If he was a dying prisoner, no one would object.

Mr. Gui looked at him contemptuously, and then smiled at the benefactors in the audience, "Today we have a new game in Tianxiang Guoselou. Have you seen this person? You can do whatever you want to him today."

Mr. Gui seemed to be buying and selling something, he didn't regard him as a person at all.

A fat man smelling of alcohol standing on Rong Zhao's left said: "Really, anything is fine?" Man, with that smug smile, I'm really afraid of laughing out loud.

"Stop it, you beast."

Regardless of Qiu Shui's obstruction, Rong Zhao rushed to the stage and swung his whip at the fat man.

"You beast, is it fun to beat people? Then I'll let you try." Rong Zhao's whip is much more powerful than his, and blood oozes from his body after just two strokes.

The teenagers lying on the ground had no good places all over their bodies. Some were pinched, some were pinched, some were bitten, and some were beaten with whips.One after another, his white clothes have been dyed red.

Rong Zhao squatted down, trying to stop the bleeding from the wound for him, but he didn't know how to do it, "How are you?"

She didn't know why she came out, maybe he had the same face as Jiang Li.

The young man raised his head with great effort, looked at her, but smiled slightly. There was a trace of blood on the side of his mouth, which was glowing, "This little injury is not a problem."

Gui Gong saw such a person running out suddenly, "Who are you, come out to make trouble, right? Get down, get down."

Rong Zhao swung his whip away
A deep imprint was left on half of Mr. Gui's face, he glared at Rong Zhao angrily, and shouted, "Come on, beat this troublemaker out!"

The guards who had just finished talking in the brothel surrounded him, and each of them held a wooden stick taller than them.

Seeing that something was wrong, Gu Wu and Qiu Shui rushed to the stage to guard Rong Zhao.

For a while, I smelled a sense of tension.

The young man grabbed the corner of Rong Zhao's skirt, and his hoarse voice seemed to be crushed on a mill, "Young master's kindness is appreciated, but you leave me alone, you can't save me, so hurry up and go."

"If you continue to beat him, you will die." Rong Zhao was by no means the kind of person with the heart of a bodhisattva, but at this moment he became sympathetic.She raised her confident face, "If there is anyone in this world who can save you, then I am the only one. And if I want to save someone, there is no way I cannot fail to do so."

"Hmph, you're just wishful thinking if you want to save someone!" The pain on his face turned back, it was numb and hot.Mr. Gui gave a "hiss", touched his face, blood was printed on his palm.He bared his teeth, and nailed Rong Zhao's face viciously, "Come on, fuck me!"

More than a dozen guards swarmed up, and Gu Wu could deal with it alone. Rong Zhao also knew how to write boxing kung fu, and if she got close to a person, she would whip her whip.

Her whip was taught by the old Hu Guogong himself, not for her to learn more martial arts, but for self-defense.

Rong Zhao struck fiercely, each whip was whipped across the opponent's eyes, the beating guards covered their eyes and swung the stick randomly, and several of them beat their own people on their own.

The people who gathered in the stands just now dispersed to the surroundings, watching them fight as if they were watching a play.Seeing that funny scene, I couldn't help laughing, and some people raised seedlings and clapped.

"Stop it!" A deep voice came from upstairs, like a lion roaring on the verge of rage, Rong Zhao looked up, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young man curled up in a corner covered in scars twitching uncontrollably.That was a reaction caused by the fear deep in his heart. He seemed to be very afraid of the person upstairs.

(End of this chapter)