Peerless Evil Consort

The weather in May was a bit hot. The spring breeze blew through the willow branches, making them seem like a young lady dancing gracefully with an indescribable gentleness.

It was a good time to enjoy the flowers, and the ladies of noble families who did not go out would occasionally go.

It could be said to be the best time in the entire Moon Dynasty.

However, at such a good time, the Left Prime Minister's Residence, which had come to the Moon Empire, became discordant.

Waves of whipping sounds resounded out from the Prime Minister's courtyard.

Just by hearing the sound of it, one could imagine what kind of wounds the person who was being beaten must have had. The source of the sound was a woodshed in the backyard.

As they neared the woodshed, a sigh could be heard from within, "Xiao Yue, as long as you agree to cancel your engagement with the crown prince and help your sister marry the Seventh Prince, your father will let you go."

In the woodshed, a middle-aged man in a luxurious brown suit frowned as he spoke. The direction that he was looking at was the middle of the woodshed.

At this moment, a skinny girl was hanging from a lock. There were a few hideous scratches on her pale face, and her lips were so dry that it was impossible to speak.

His eyes were lifeless, and he seemed to be filled with despair.

However, he still didn't say anything.

"Truly refusing a toast and refusing a forfeit! Let me tell you, even if you die, you will still end your engagement with the crown prince and marry the seventh prince!

The crown prince is a noble man, how can trash like you think so? If you still have this family in your heart, then nod! "Let your sister marry her, and fight for the honor of our Zuo Xiang Fu!"

The middle-aged man's cold words were like a sword that pierced the woman's heart. As the gap in his heart opened, the despair in his heart spread.

What kind of person could be biased to such an extent?

Was there a God in this world? Is there any justice? If there is... Help me.

The woman's thoughts were not answered. When the middle-aged man saw that the woman did not nod, he frowned and waved his hand, "Keep fighting!"

With that, the executioner's whip fell on the woman's body once again. The flesh was cut open, and fresh blood dyed her tattered clothes red. The woman's vision also gradually started to blur.

If she could, regardless of what price she had to pay, she would let these people experience the same pain as she did. She would let them know what it meant to feel despair.

"Master, Eldest Miss seems to have fainted." The executioner stopped his whip and respectfully said as he looked at the unfortunate woman.

Hearing that, the middle-aged man frowned, "You guys go stand guard outside and wait for her to wake up before attacking. Until she agrees! Hand over the Phoenix Seal. "

With that, the middle-aged man left. Although the executioner couldn't bear to see this happen, he didn't dare to say anything else and left.

The sky gradually darkened as the moonlight shone into the woodshed. It faintly landed on the girl's scarred body. The woman's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Hiss!

Pain, bone-piercing pain!

Damn it, wasn't she supposed to jump off a cliff and die? Why did he feel pain? And, this pain, it was as if he'd received a whip wound?

The girl was filled with doubts. She slowly opened her eyes, and everything that entered her sight made her freeze momentarily. The surroundings were a mess. Under the moonlight, one could faintly see that the building was ancient. However, the room was empty and only had some firewood. Obviously, it was an abandoned place.

She slightly moved her hands in an attempt to alleviate the pain, only to hear a "hualala" sound. She was looking. So she was actually locked up? Of course, that wasn't the point. The point was, these hands … Not hers.

Although her hands were rough, she had always been one with poisons and weapons, and her hands had long since changed color. There were even calluses on her palms, but they were only slightly rough, slightly thin.

Who was she?