"Why does my sister think I want to marry the county master? I blame you for having a bad face, and ordinary people can't protect it."

Zhong Li's heart was filled with panic, her fingertips trembled and trembled, and she could smell a fishy smell on the tip of her tongue. She never expected that he would be able to say these words. He just wanted to climb Gaozhi, but he used her as an excuse.

She closed her eyes, and then suppressed the tumultuous taste in her chest, maintaining her final dignity, and said, "Qiuyue, send Young Master Xiao out."

She is soft-tempered and rarely has such a strong attitude.

Xiao Sheng stood still, he was already upset, and then he slipped his words for a while. After meeting her disgusted eyes, he panicked, "Sister Li..."

She turned to leave.

Xiao Sheng stared at her deeply, and for a while he was extremely regretful. He didn't sleep with her directly two years ago, which gave her the confidence to reject him again and again.

Without him, she will only be worse than now. He is not the only one who wants to monopolize her, and the one who wants her life is not only the princess.

He suppressed the displeasure in his heart, grabbed Zhong Li's hand, and his voice was unusually cold, "Three days later, I will tell my grandmother and make the decision for you and me. I believe that my sister is a smart person, and I have to know how to choose. "

She shook his hand in disgust, but couldn't.

The girl's skin is as delicate as jade, and it is smooth for a while, which makes people linger.

Xiao Sheng was temporarily bewitched and could not help clenching her wrist.

Zhong Li only felt that her chest was so tight and her eyes were burning hot. She coughed intermittently again. This time, what she spat out was no longer blood, but a large mouthful of blood.

Xiao Sheng's heart trembled, and he couldn't help being stunned.

Xia He and Qiuyue's pupils shrank suddenly and ran to her.

Something flashed quietly in Zhong Li's mind, her breathing was a little short, and when her body spasmed, black and purple blood flowed out from the corners of her eyes, lining her small porcelain-white face, which was extremely terrifying.

"Cheng'er..." She murmured silently, trying to grab Qiuyue's sleeve.

When Qiuyue and Xia He couldn't help crying, Zhong Li's jade-like smooth hands were no longer able to hang down. Her bright black eyes were round and round, and she couldn't close them until she died.

Chapter 2 Begging Him

Sheng'an twenty years, December fifteenth.

The sunlight outside was slanting to the west, and a large piece of golden light shone down, creating a beautiful halo on the glazed tile. When consciousness returned to the cage, Zhong Li only felt a severe pain in the back of his head, "Cheng'er..."

She cried out in a low voice, the pain in her body had disappeared completely, she reached out and touched her eyes, the biting pain disappeared, and the eyes stopped bleeding...

Has she been rescued?

Before she could sort out her thoughts, a voice pulled her thoughts back.

"Tsk, I woke up pretty fast." His voice was strange, it was Zhong Li's step-brother Gu Lin.

Gu Lin changed into a snow-white uniform. He had just finished bathing, his black hair was hanging down behind his back, and his sturdy body showed a danger. He walked to the bed a few steps, and looked down at Zhong Li, with no expression on his face. Masked disgust and pleasure.

He has always been unfair to his mother. It was only two years after she left that his father married Mother Zhong. After all, Mother Zhong was an elder. No matter how much he hated it, he would not dare to bully and contradict her.

Zhong Li is different, his disgust for Zhong Li has always been undisguised. This kind of disgust changed a bit at some point, and every time he was looking for fun in the brothel, Zhong Li's face would flash before his eyes.

He wanted to lock her in the room and bully her fiercely, and wanted to see her crying and begging for mercy, but when he thought of her shivering appearance, he shivered with excitement.

He looked at Zhong Li proudly, not letting go of every trace of fear on her face.

Zhong Li sat up clutching his forehead, and the first thing that caught his eye was the jade Pixiu carved from white mutton fat at the end of the bed.

Behind the Pixiu is a golden nanmu bogu shelf that occupies one wall. The bogu shelf has jadeite Wanshou pattern Ruyi, multicolored ladies pattern pots, etc., each of which is very valuable.

This is clearly Gu Lin's room. Gu Lin is the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhenbei. He was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Because his mother left early, the old lady and Marquis of Zhenbei dote on him very much. There are many precious items in his room. of antiques.

Zhong Li had only been here once, and was kidnapped by Gu Lin after fainting. In order to escape, she used the vase behind Jade Pixiu to smash Gu Lin.

Zhong Li's heart shrank suddenly, and her eyes fell on Gu Lin.

Gu Lin's clothes were half-open, and there were a few bloodstains on his thin chest. It was left by the girl he favored last night. He just left it for him. He stood against the light and said with a smile, "The medicinal properties haven't happened yet, but his body is not bad."

The exact same words shocked Zhong Li.

Is she dreaming again?

No, dreams shouldn't be so real.

Whether it was the layout of the room or the clear scratches on Gu Lin's body, nothing could be explained by a dream. Zhong Li pinched her palm hard, and when the pain hit, her eyes gradually became a little more unbelievable.

Is she back to the beginning of the nightmare?

At the last moment, she thought that she was going to die, and her heart was full of despair and unwillingness. She hated the injustice that God had treated her. At this moment, Zhong Li almost cried with joy.

Gu Lin reached out and picked up her hair.

Zhong Li turned her head away in disgust, only to feel that his cool hand was like the snake letter of a poisonous snake, causing her stomach to turn upside down.

Noticing her resistance, Gu Lin became even more excited, "What are you hiding? I'm not asking the young master to spoil you for a while."

Zhong Li's heart trembled slightly, and only then did she realize her situation. Although she was reborn, she unfortunately returned to traditional Chinese medicine. The discomfort in her body gradually spread, as if there were thousands of small ants. Biting her skin, swallowing her blood.

Zhong Li bit her lip and said nothing. The Marquis of Zhenbei was born in a military commander. No matter how bad his eldest son is, he has also learned martial arts. She is a weak woman, and her strength is not comparable to him.

She was waiting, waiting for Gu Lin to drink more wine.

Time passed inch by inch.