The ugly wife of peasant family

"If Peiru doesn't have to rely on..."

Xia Xi only said these words, Xia yuan has understood the meaning of her words, eyes burst out of light, is a head heavily knock on the ground, "grass people understand."

"Get up."

Xia yuan just stood up and said, "the grass people are leaving."

"Fauber, see off!"

Fubo personally sent Xia yuan out.

Servant girl this just carries tea to come in, respectively put in front of breeze Che and summer Xi.

Xia Xi covered the tea cover with one hand, and said with a faint smile, "I originally wanted my good aunt to suffer a few more days. It seems that she is going to be free."

Wind Che got up and went to the study, wrote a note to wind an, let him send to two Prince Mansion.

……

At night, marquis Jing is still immersed in the joy of Peiru's coming back. He can't sleep. He thinks that the Xia family's 300000 taels of silver will soon be collected. With this silver, his daughter will be able to manage in the palace. The third prince is not far away from the crown prince. The day when Marquis Jing's house will fly to huangtengda is just around the corner.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. He just got up and put on his clothes and asked the servant to carry the lantern. He took his entourage to the backyard.

Since that day, little you has been locked up in the Chaifang, giving him a steamed bun and a bowl of water every day, and he has to be cleaned up by Marquis Jing from time to time. He has been skinny and has no breath left.

She wants to die, but she can't. Every time marquis Jing tortured her, he would ask people to treat her, making her life worse than death.

At this time, she shrank in the corner of the wall, heard the sound of footsteps, and her whole body began to tremble. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the door in horror, hoping that she would die before Marquis Jing came in, so that she would not be tortured again.

She has also regretted countless times that she should not be greedy and try to climb up to Marquis Jing. Even more than once, she thought that if she was not blinded by lard and could not get along with her elder sister, she now had a son to be filial and flattered. But now, she is locked up here, suffering from daily torture, that every day should not, that the ground does not work.

Bang!

The door of the wood room was kicked open, and the two boys who came in covered their mouths at the same time, and walked to her by the light of the lantern around the dirt on the ground. Without saying a word, they dragged her out of the wood room with one arm and threw her in front of Marquis Jing.

Small you's even move the strength of the bomb, so lying on the ground, desperate waiting for today's torture.

Seeing her, marquis Jing's good mood was completely gone. Thinking that this disgusting body had seduced him, he felt uncomfortable from the inside to the outside. He stepped on little you's bony fingers and listened to her scream. Then he felt happy.

A group of servants have long been familiar with it, and their faces are numb and their heads are lowered.

Marquis Jing stepped down one finger at a time, and the scream of little you lasted for a quarter of an hour, until he finally fainted. Marquis Jing withdrew his feet and walked back contentedly.

It was the two boys who dragged you into the Chaifang and threw it on the ground at random. The door was not locked and he couldn't wait to leave.

The backyard was quiet, and the shadow of the trees seemed to be mixed with several figures.

After returning to the front yard, marquis Jing took a comfortable bath and went back to sleep.

Xu was so happy that he fell asleep until daybreak, until he was woken up by a rush of footsteps.

Without opening his eyes, he yelled, "which one doesn't have eyes, pull down the stick to scold!"

"Master hou..."

It was the housekeeper's flustered voice, "get up quickly, something's wrong!"

Static Hou Ye Teng sat up, "what's the matter?"

The housekeeper had entered the room, pale and trembling. "It was the country woman. She and she somehow crawled to the door and died there."

With a buzzing sound in his head, marquis Jing almost fell out of bed and ran out of bed without wearing his coat.

"Master hou..."

The housekeeper stooped to lift his shoes and called to him. Before he could tell him that there were people at the door of the house, he could not go out like this, so he had lost the figure of marquis Jing.

Marquis Jing runs fast. There is only one thought in his mind, that is, this matter can't be spread out. Once it is known, I'm afraid it will affect Princess Zheng and the third prince.

All the people in the mansion went to the door to have a look. They didn't meet anyone along the way. Naturally, no one reminded Marquis Jing that it was wrong to wear only his inner clothes.

Before Marquis Jing ran to the door, he heard the noise of discussion outside. Suddenly, he became black in front of his eyes and yelled, "come on, get people in and close the door!"

When he finished, the servants in the house looked back at him, but none of them moved.

The quiet Marquis Ye ran up and out of breath, angrily scolded, "didn't you hear me?"

Still no one moved.

Static Hou Ye ran to the door stumbling, a kick in the body of a boy, "close the door quickly!"

The boy staggered a few times when he kicked him.

A voice rang out from the door, "Marquis Jing, I'm afraid you can't close the door today."

Jinghou looked along the voice and saw that it was Zhang Du's head in Jingzhao's house. In front of him, it was dark and he fell forward.

"Marquis!"“ Marquis

After a series of exclamations, the servants in the house rushed forward to help him.

Marquis Jing hopes that he can faint now, so he doesn't have to face Zhang Dutou.

There were men and women, old and young, watching the crowd outside the gate. Marquis Jing, wearing only his inner clothes, ran out like this and immediately fried the pot, pointing at him and talking about it.

All kinds of voices came to my ears. Marquis Jing just couldn't bear it. He said angrily, "shut up, shut up

In front of the house, it was quiet.

The housekeeper took his clothes and shoes, panting to catch up, "Lord, please put on your clothes first..."

Static Hou Ye anger attack heart under a foot kick in his body, "useless thing!"

The housekeeper was unprepared. He was kicked back and his shoes and clothes flew out. One of the shoes happened to hit the Lord Jing's face. With a slap, he left a big shoe mark on his face and fell to the ground.

The housekeeper also fell to the ground with a bang.

The crowd was quiet and burst into laughter.

The Yamen servants almost couldn't help it. They just lowered their heads, and their shoulders shook. Only Zhang Du's head, as always, has no expression.

"Marquis Jing, please come with us."

This morning, as soon as the gate of Jingzhao mansion was opened, someone ran to report that there was a dead man lying on the doorsill of Jinghou mansion. He immediately led the people to Jinghou mansion. Jinghou mansion was so quiet that they didn't even see the doorman's figure. It was because they made a noise and woke the doorman. The doorman rubbed his eyes and came out of the porter with a bleary face.