Queen, are you cruel?

Geek!

Ling Xiujin's smiling face immediately turned pale with nervousness, and asked in a trembling voice, "Could it be that your Miss Fourth is sick?"

"Hehe, no, it's just our fourth lady...hehe, it's nothing, Mr. Min, if you have any questions, go to the mansion and ask."

The servant seemed hesitant to speak, broke away from Ling Xiujin, and ran away.

Fourth Miss also made a marriage agreement just now, and the master doesn't let Fourth Miss go out.How dare he say this directly to Miss Fourth's only admirer, Mr. Min.

The delicate and handsome Ling Xiujin stood there blankly, lost in uneasy meditation.

Qing'er leaned over and asked, "Master, shall we go back to the palace?"

Ling Xiujin said decisively, "No! Don't go back! Let's go to Mengjia now."

If he didn't see that cute little man with his own eyes, he felt uneasy.

When Meng Ran'er woke up, the sun was already high.

Looking at the surrounding environment and the men's jacket on her body, Meng Ran'er opened her mouth wide enough to stuff an egg in.

My God, the protracted melee between men and women last night turned out to be real, not a dream!

damn it!

Once again, I was wiped out by that erotic maniac!

But I don't know who is sacred, and I don't know the true face of Lushan.

What a shame and annoyance!

I just remember his stern and sarcastic thin lips, his sharp awl-like eyes, and his cold and deep voice that is lower than the tone of ordinary people.

What made her even more anxious was that after a long time, she returned to the original point, still at Mengjia!Didn't last night's escape plan mean nothing?Was she waiting to marry that doorman of some sort?

Hurriedly called Ziye, prepared bath water, hid the bastard's coat at the bottom of the box, then soaked in warm water, and washed himself clean.

Don't want to leave the slightest smell of him, let alone his damn liquid!

But his hair was still wet, and he leaned against the wall of the big bathtub in a daze——last night...that feeling of bursting pleasure that made people scream...is it the so-called orgasm?

climax?

God, earth, Buddha...she was raped by that bastard...orgasmed?

Crash!

Lose your face!

Meng Ran'er couldn't help tugging at her hair severely and hitting the barrel with her head.

I really wondered if I was the reincarnation of the unlucky guy, and the unlucky things happened one after another.

It's nothing more than transmigrating, it's nothing more than being the fourth girl of a concubine official with no status, and if you want to go back, you have to have a child with some prince...Why did she just let her time travel? Rape and humiliation over and over again?

"Thanks to me being Meng Ran'er, the persevering little grass Meng Ran'er. If it were someone else, he would have committed suicide several times, right? God, are you deliberately torturing me?"

Meng Ran'er splashed the water, talking to herself.

She cannot die, she cannot give up her life because of physical abuse.She still has a mother, she still has responsibilities, and she has to go back to her mother, serve her, honor her and support her.

Thinking of her mother who was dependent on each other, and the miserable situation of her mother lying in bed, Meng Ran'er still felt sore in her heart, covered her face with her little hands, and began to cry in a muffled voice.

"Mom... oh, mom... Please give me strength, give me strength... Mom, I miss you..."

The snow-white shoulders trembled and trembled, looking so thin and miserable in the warm water.

After crying for a while, and crying enough, Meng Ran'er buried her whole body in warm water, soaking up all her cowardice.

Wearing a tulle light green dress with a tight waist, she sat in front of the dressing table.

"Miss, your hair is really nice. It's black and dense. It's so long that it doesn't split ends. It's so enviable." Zi Ye stood behind Meng Ran'er and combed her long hair with a horn comb.

The young lady's hair was slightly wet and loose, like a gleaming ribbon, so beautiful.

In the mirror, the young lady's face, with a small, narrow chin, and a raised nose, is really beautiful.

"Miss is so beautiful, when Deputy Envoy Ma arrives, he will definitely fall in love with her at first glance."

"Cough cough!" Meng Ran'er couldn't help coughing violently, her eyes widened, "What did you say? Vice Minister Ma? Who is that?"

Zi Ye narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Hehe, Vice Envoy Ma, isn't he the husband-in-law appointed for Miss yesterday? I heard that he will come to the manor to see Miss today."

"Ah!" Meng Ran'er frowned suddenly, and her face collapsed, "Oh my god, do you really want me to marry someone like Ma Damen?"

"Ma Damen? Hehe, miss, you are really interesting."

Meng Ran'er had the urge to smash the mirror, and she would go crazy.

"Miss Si, Mr. Min is here to visit, and he is waiting outside. Would you like him to come in?"