Marriage involuntarily

"It's all because of you." His eyes were empty, as if looking at another person through her.Dazed in a daze, the thick-hard palm exerted force, suddenly grabbed her throat, lifted her alive from the seat, and slammed her into the rear window.

Ning Wanqing was knocked dizzy for a while, but the suffocation in her throat was even more unbearable. She couldn't help but want to cough, opened her lips to pant, and stared at her eyes with distracted eyes. people.She stretched out her hand and tried to break away the palm that blocked her breathing, but her resistance was like hitting a stone with a pebble to him. Ouyang Yitian could no longer tolerate this dying person in his eyes, so he kept holding on to the slender man with force. neck.

Slowly, Ning Wanqing's fingers slipped down, her arms drooped limply, and her eyelids were constantly struggling, the rhythm getting slower and slower...

"No... you're not Ya'er... Ya'er died a long time ago..." Ouyang Yitian seemed to wake up suddenly, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.Ning Wanqing, who was almost suspended in mid-air, fell heavily like a puppet that had come off its strings, her whole body was slumped into a ball of ooze, and she lay powerlessly on the seat, panting weakly.

Ouyang Yitian glanced at her without emotion and then turned his head away, while the driver remained silent from beginning to end, as if he had already become accustomed to Ouyang Yitian's tyranny.

"Cousin... Sister Qing was discharged from the hospital last night." Lan Yue looked at the man who was half leaning on the bed drinking soup, and said cautiously.She was actually not sure if Ouyang Muchen knew about this, but she just couldn't help feeling angry for him. Ever since she saw Ning Wanqing's unbearable scene that day, her heart was often filled with such unwillingness and anger.Looking at herself in the mirror, she thought that Ning Wanqing's appearance was far inferior to her own, and although she was once considered to be rich in knowledge, she became unmotivated after she got married. The width of the fat is no different.Just like that, she still has the face to have an affair with someone.Lan Yue looked down on Ning Wanqing more and more, and couldn't help but feel pity in her eyes when she looked at Ouyang Muchen.

Ouyang Muchen's hand holding the spoon paused slightly in the air, and said calmly, "It's better for her to go home earlier, so that grandma won't worry." The news of the Ouyang couple's accident has been kept from Ning Dingpu. Time is spent worrying about the two grandchildren, but also unable to leave Ning's house for half a step, lest Ning Dingpu see the clues, it can be regarded as mentally and physically exhausted.

"But, sister Qing seems to have been picked up by her uncle." Lan Yue found her handbag in the hospital after returning home the night before. When she came back to pick it up, she saw Ouyang's father in the parking lot. Just as she was about to go forward, she found that the other party was holding her handbag. A woman wrapped in a blanket, she became curious, so she hid in a corner and peeked, only to find that the woman who was sleeping on Ouyang's father's chest was none other than Ning Wanqing.

Ouyang's father put the unconscious Ning Wanqing in the back seat, and even poked inside her clothes to caress her. This situation was too weird, Lan Yue thought it over and decided not to mention it.

"Call Qi'an in." Ouyang Muchen put down the spoon, his expression was as usual, but there was some anxiety in his tone.

"Cousin, I haven't finished the soup yet. Is there anything we can't talk about later?" Lan Yue said coquettishly.

Ouyang Muchen glanced at her, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, Lan Yue was startled, and quickly stopped him: "Cousin, I was wrong, please lie back! I'm going to call Qi An!"

Ouyang Muchen was originally seriously injured, but he was injured again two days ago. Everyone knew the reason, but no one dared to mention it.The old dean repeatedly told Ouyang Muchen to rest in this situation, and it was best to lie down obediently and not move, but Ouyang Muchen refused to be fed while lying down, and insisted on sitting up and eating by himself no matter how difficult it was.Now if he stands up and walks two more steps, maybe the newly connected bone in his chest will crack again, just thinking about it makes Lan Yue's heart ache.

Lan Yue quickly called Qi'an to come in, guessing that Ouyang Muchen probably had something important to explain, so he retreated consciously.

Every few years, Ouyang Yitian would select some young children from various places to come back, and the Hei family would be responsible for training them.Once these children and children enter the Hei family, they will draw a clear line from the previous ones. In this life, they will be born as Hei family members and die as Hei family ghosts.These children will receive various trainings when they grow up, so that they can hold positions in various important institutions of the Hei family when they grow up.

Qi'an is one of these children. He has received rigorous training since he was a child, focusing on close combat and killing. He was appointed by Ouyang Yitian as the captain of the Black Family Guard at a young age. His strength should not be underestimated.

Ouyang Muchen sat on the bed with his back straight and a serious expression. Except that his face was paler than ordinary people, he hardly looked like a seriously injured patient.

"Prayer, please sit down."

Qi'an just turned 20 years old this year, with a handsome appearance, dressed in black, standing there with a straight figure, like a green pine covered with cold snow.

He went to the chair and sat down, with his knees together, his hands on his knees, his body formed into a few straight and tight lines.

"Why didn't you tell me what happened last night?" Ouyang Muchen asked.

Qi'an bowed his head: "I'm sorry, young master."

"I'm asking you why." Ouyang Muchen stared at him quietly.

Qi'an was silent for a few seconds, and finally said: "Young master, don't fight against the master, he will kill you."

Ouyang Muchen was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile, "He is my father after all." He said as if to comfort himself, but he couldn't come up with any convincing reason.

Qi An said: "The two people caught that day have been ordered to be dealt with by the master."

Ouyang Muchen nodded: "Forget it. Could it be that I really took these two people to ask Master Nie Chu Xing for their crimes?" He sneered, "The winner is king and the loser Kou, Nie Chu failed this time, next time , I am afraid there will be no such opportunity.”

Qi An couldn't help but looked up at him, his face was surprisingly pale, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, when he spoke, there was a smile on his face that seemed to be strolling in the garden, but the tone made people feel chilling, as if He is like a Shura from the ground.

"Go and find out where the master locked up the young lady," Ouyang Muchen said coldly, "He can threaten me with anyone and anything, but Ning Wanqing can't."

Qi'an stood up, with a bit of unbearable expression on his young face, he opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.Finally, with a deep sigh in my heart, I finally left.

"Squeak—" With the piercing sound of the door opening, the rusty iron door was pushed open forcefully.

What caught my eye was a barren courtyard, with withered grass and trees, taller than half a person, and a small gray two-story building standing in it. There were no windows on the walls, and heavy locks were wrapped around the heavy doors. A place where people can live.

A woman came in with a servant. The woman was dressed luxuriously, wearing a white fox fur, and her snow-white face was shockingly beautiful, like a fairy walking out of an ancient painting.She looks as if she is only in her early twenties, but in fact, as the third concubine of Ouyang Yitian, she is 32 years old this year.

She walked to this small building and stopped, and Jianshui looked at the door quietly with her eyes, as if she was thinking of something, and the tall servant behind her saw that the master was not moving, so she just stood there obediently.

The servant was as tall as an iron tower, and he carried a comatose woman on his shoulders.The woman is wearing a white dress, which hangs like a white scarf on the shoulders of the servants.Both hands and feet hang down straight.The servant's palms as wide as cattail fans placed on the woman's soft and thick buttocks, supporting her body naturally, but there was no trace of lust on her face.

The third aunt stood in front of the door for a while, and finally took out the key to open the door.

Their destination was the second floor, which was empty and clean, with nothing but a bed.

The servant was about to put the woman on the shoulder on the bed, but the third wife suddenly said: "Wait!"

The servant didn't say a word, but stepped aside very respectfully.

The third aunt walked up to the bed and reached out to caress the somewhat yellowed pillow.Gradually, a thin young man appeared in her sight. His hair was extremely short, his eyes were extremely bright, and his thin, sunken face was sharp and angular, as if carved by a knife.

She was only in her twenties when she first met him.Although he was favored, he had no love for Ouyang Yitian in his heart, but when he happened to see the little prisoner here, he fell in love with him at first sight.

"I know what you want," the wounded teenager lay on the bed, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were cold, he said to her, "Why don't we exchange it."

How strange, how did he see the hidden desire in her heart at that time?As for himself, he actually agreed so unafraid of death.This secret that only the two of them knew has been kept like this for almost ten years. Sometimes, looking at his gentlemanly appearance, she couldn't help but tell the world everything. When the time comes, the expressions on everyone's faces will definitely be very bright. Wonderful, right?

But what good is that?Labeling him an incest is not beneficial to her. What she is most unwilling to do is that she will never be able to legitimately own him.

"Heh!" She laughed suddenly, and said with some self-mockery: "Zhao Xuehui, you are so stupid."

She withdrew her fingers, stood up, and looked at the woman on the servant's shoulder: "Put the young lady down."

Ning Wanqing was awakened by a sharp pain. She opened her eyes and saw Ouyang Yitian's third concubine, Zhao Xuehui, looking at her with a smile. She was holding a thick needle in her hand. A needle in her arm injects - into her body.

She wanted to move, but immediately a pair of iron arms held her firmly. She looked at Zhao Xuehui in horror, and asked hoarsely, "What are you going to do to me?"

"I want you to die." She replied with a smile.

Maybe it was because of the medicine, Ning Wanqing felt a little dizzy in front of her eyes, her face was doubled in front of her eyes, and her smile was as indistinct as a flower in the mist.She closed her eyes and opened them again: "Can you tell me why?"

Zhao Xuehui shook her head lightly: "This is a secret." Her voice was brisk, and with that snow-white face, she looked like a naughty girl.

"I ask myself that I have never done anything wrong to you," Ning Wanqing said, "Why do you hate me so much?"

Zhao Xuehui paused, pulled out the needle, and said quietly: "I planned to give only one injection today, but you made me unhappy..." She threw the needle aside, stood up straight, and said with a few needles lying aside. I searched in a medicine bottle, "Did you know? Before I became Ouyang Yitian's third concubine, I was also a top medical student. If it wasn't because my mother was terminally ill and had no money for medical treatment, I wouldn't have embarked on this journey." this road."

Ning Wanqing's whole body was limp and unable to move, so she could only listen to her quietly.

"You must be very curious about what I want to do to you, right? Don't worry, I won't let you die so soon," she took out a black medicine bottle, unscrewed the cap, and pinched Ning Wan with her fingers Sunny cheeks forced her to part her lips.

A sweet and slightly fishy liquid slipped into Ning Wanqing's throat, swimming around her lower abdomen like a nimble little snake.

She felt very uncomfortable in her internal organs, and her head was also aching. She opened her mouth to vomit, but she couldn't vomit anything. She could only struggle and pant like a fish on a chopping board.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was flushed, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and saliva and some yellowish bile dripped down her pale and chapped lips.In the constant futile struggle, her skirt was wrinkled, not only her thighs and panties were exposed, but even her lower abdomen was exposed.

Ning Wanqing's remaining sanity caused her to suffer unbearably, she might as well just faint instead of clearly seeing her distress.However, this unbearable torment was so long-lasting, she was awake sometimes, dizzy at other times, and every time she opened her eyes, she would find herself more embarrassed than the last moment.

"Do you really want to die?" Zhao Xuehui stroked her cheek tenderly, "Don't worry, there are more exciting things to come."

"Ah!!!!" A burst of extraordinary pain seized her suddenly, she rolled her eyes, and passed out briefly.When she woke up again, she felt that her lower body was sticky and wet, and the whole room was filled with a shameful smell.

Zhao Xuehui looked at her happily, "She stinks, doesn't she?" Zhao Xuehui smiled slightly and said to the silent servant standing aside, "Qiping, take her to take a shower."

"Yes." Qi Ping leaned over and hugged Ning Wanqing by the waist.At this time, she was so weak that she could only breathe, she closed her eyes and let the strong man strip her naked in the bathroom, and wash her whole body with bitingly cold water.

"Mu Chen, much Chen..." She murmured unconsciously, and finally fell tiredly into Qiping's arms.And this dedicated servant still cleaned her seriously and expressionlessly, just like treating a dirty puppet.

In the hospital ward, it was rare for Ouyang Muchen, who was dressed in clean white hospital clothes, not to lie on the bed, but to stand by the window and stare at the clear sky outside.

This is a rare sunny day, the sky is as blue as washing, and the clouds change their shapes willfully in the sky.The wind blows from the outside, warm and pleasant, with a slight fruity fragrance.

There is a small garden downstairs. On the green lawn, the sick child is pushed out by the young mother and basks in the sun under an apple tree.

The child is about ten years old, his face is not as round as children of this age, but pale and thin, his thin eyebrows are slightly frowned, and a little sadness is locked.The mother is also very thin and looks malnourished, but she smiles so gently and looks at the child, as if she wants to give him the best and best in the world.

Ouyang Muchen watched quietly, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.Under the sun, the world is gentle and peaceful.Like a sunny river flowing to the endless sky, it shows its shining and seductive light to people without fear.

At this time, a burst of heavy footsteps sounded from outside the door.

The person who came must be extremely tall, burly, and extremely stubborn and domineering - such a person, besides Ouyang Yitian, would not be the second choice to appear in the VIP ward at this time.But Ouyang Muchen, who was standing in front of the window, didn't intend to turn back, even though he could already feel the anger coming from him.

Ouyang Yitian pushed open the door, and stood for a few seconds holding an exquisite black food box.The food box was given to him by his third wife. Before he left, he gave thousands of instructions, saying that after all, the only son of the Hei family was injured and hospitalized. A father has to show something. He was too lazy to do such superficial efforts, let alone Coming today is quite a bit of a post-autumn affair, but the third wife is gentle, beautiful and general, and it is even more ecstasy on the bed. He speaks harshly and viciously to everyone, but he is obedient and obedient in front of the third wife. For fear of offending his wife.

However, when he opened the door and saw Ouyang Muchen, who was indifferent with his back turned to him, a surge of anger immediately surged into his heart, new and old grudges flashed in his mind, he could no longer restrain himself, and with a "snap" he put the three hands in his hand. The lunch box carefully prepared by the wife smashed against the wall!

In an instant, the soup overflowed and dripped onto Ouyang Muchen's body, and the pieces of the porcelain bowl scratched his ankles, but he didn't care, turned around calmly, and calmly nodded to the domineering man: " Father, you are here."

"You still have my father in your eyes?" Ouyang Yitian said coldly, "Ouyang Muchen, I never thought that your half-dead appearance could still cause trouble for me--Nie Chu, an idiot, since he did it , why don't you clean it up? If you are such an evil, one more day of life will block my eyes!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he scolded bitterly, but Ouyang Muchen seemed to turn a deaf ear to it. He looked down at the leftovers at his feet, sniffed the smell of bones in the air, and said regretfully, "This soup smells delicious." It's delicious...it's a pity..."

Ouyang Yitian snorted lightly when he heard the words: "This soup is for dogs, and I won't give it to you!"

Ouyang Muchen's lips moved, and finally turned into a silent sigh.He stood with his backlight, his loose hospital gown was blown up by the wind, coupled with his tall stature, he looked even thinner.

Ouyang Yitian felt inexplicably regretful, for a moment he even thought that he really should make up for it, but in the next second, his mind was occupied by other things: "The thing I asked you to think about, what are you doing? , or don’t do it?——As long as you are willing to go forward and retreat with Weifu, I can forget the things you did to Nie Chu before!" As soon as he finished speaking, he himself was a little surprised. Compared with before, this A few words are really unprecedented tolerance!Even so, Ouyang Yitian still tensed his face, staring at Ouyang Muchen motionlessly, just waiting for him to nod to himself in a second of flattery.

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