It is rumored that the emperor rarely has a hidden disease

Lin Lulu immediately lifted the hijab, trying to clarify his doubts.

At this time, a large palm covered her eyes, blocking her sight.

The strength is so strong, forcing her to accept his way.

He is... Jing Sichen!

"It's not bad looking." He snorted.

With such a strong spirit, she couldn't think carefully about the similarities or differences between him and the masked man.

His body was tightly pressed against her back, but the hands around her eyes were icy and cold, his breath sprayed on her neck, and there was a faint smell of medicine in her nostrils.

Suddenly there was a shock:
Jing Sichen is standing!He is not lame!
He touched her eyes accurately, he was not blind!

But before she could figure it out, that terrifying voice had struck again.

"Woman, now is not the time to be afraid. Do you know what I married you in for? To serve me. How I want to treat you depends on how good my mood is, how much money I make, and what delicious food I eat The meals I bought, what little things I like!"

He spoke softly and slowly, and slowly lowered his hand covering her eyes, and pinched her chin instead. His voice was deliberately lowered, and he crushed the courage stored in her body inch by inch, obediently becoming a part of his palm. Food is up to him.

There were a lot of people standing around, men and women, watching her tremble just like that, they seemed to be numb, and there was not even the slightest sympathy in their eyes.

Right!

She is, the tenth bride.

Hearing this, Lin Lulu's expression changed.

Just when he was about to speak, his voice sounded again: "Now, take off your clothes."

Undress?
Lin Lulu shook his head subconsciously, "No...don't..."

There are so many people here!

Everyone looked at her without blinking.

"Take off! Clothes! Clothes!" There was no emotion in his sharp voice.

She closed her eyes in despair.

From the moment she agreed, she was ready to die.

She is not afraid of death, only that it will be too painful.

With a movement in her throat, she suddenly pulled out a knife from her sleeve, and a cold light appeared. When she raised the knife down, a bloody smell pierced the tip of her nose. She trembled in fright, and saw the knife with her own eyes. Being caught by his big palm.

Turning around to look at him, he was forced to bend over by a force, and his palms were still dripping blood as far as he could see.

tick-

tick-

why?
She didn't mean to kill him, but to kill herself.

But he actually caught the knife for her?
"Master Jing!"

The room was in chaos, and when Lin Lulu turned back, he saw only a group of hurried figures and blood all over the place.

She backed away in fright, her legs softened, and she knelt down on the ground.

There was a "buzzing" sound in my head.

How to do?
Next, will she be worse than death?
There were only four servants left in the living room, standing upright at four corners, as if to prevent Lin Lulu from escaping.

She could almost imagine what they were thinking at the moment.

"Look, look! It's her! This poor woman! You angered Young Master Jing!"

"She will definitely die a miserable death! She actually hurt Young Master Jing!"

"Young Master Jing has a whole set of skills in torturing women, but I really envy her that she can be beaten to death by Young Master Jing."

"A dog who is overconfident! Hmph!"

Lin Lulu was flustered and confused, Jing Sichen had already snatched the knife, and now she had nothing to defend herself.

She thought that she was not afraid of death.

But after trying to die once but failed, he discovered the preciousness of life.

She now feels that no matter what method is used, if she can survive, it doesn't matter even if she pays Jing Sichen her hand.

She didn't know much about Jing Sichen, all she heard was how hateful, perverted, cruel, and terrifying he was.

She thinks it's nothing, old, ugly and blind are all advantages in her opinion.

As long as he gets rid of the problem of restraining his wife, he will be a pretty good husband.

Before she had any interaction with him, she wasn't much afraid of him.

But those who dare to hold the tip of the knife with bare hands are enough to see how terrifying it really is!
The door opened at this moment, Lin Lulu's scalp was numb, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. When he raised his eyes, a man appeared in front of her.

She opened her mouth slightly in surprise, and looked up at him, forgetting her fear for a moment.

This man is really good looking!
The sword eyebrows are flying, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the most beautiful eyes are those eyes, like a clear and pure deep pool, which looks clear and shallow but actually hides turbulent waves, and the ice is cracked to the extreme, but it is so beautiful that people are attracted at a glance , wanting to stir the mirror surface of that pool into cascading ripples.

He was wearing a black suit, and he exuded a cold and arrogant aura that made people dare not get close to him. Just by raising his eyebrows, he was already domineering, making people's legs weak involuntarily.

She kept looking up, "You...are?"

Subconsciously glanced at the man's hand, he clenched his fist loosely, without a trace of blood.

"Do you know the consequences of hurting Jing Sichen?" The man stretched out his hand to her, with a lukewarm tone without any attitude.

Even the voice is so nice!

What a stunner!
If it were in the past, she would definitely drown in his flourishing beauty and be unable to extricate herself.

But in the face of life and death, appearance is nothing!
"Death." She said in a sticky tone, her eyes turned red unconsciously.

She didn't take his hand, she stood up by herself, and asked anxiously: "Is there any way to make up for the mistakes? I can do it! I didn't mean to hurt Jing Shao just now! For example, if he gets angry, it's a big deal... take my hand Give him a cut too, okay?"

"Jing? Shao?" The man emphasized these two words, and was particularly dissatisfied with her address at the moment.

She didn't understand what he was angry about, and summoned up the courage to ask, "Can I see him?"

The man stretched out his chest, an almost imperceptible interest flashed in his black eyes, and his thin lips parted slightly: "I can't see it anymore."

Tears fell down, and she burst into tears with a "wow".

Didn't he mean to say: Is she dead?

"I know, I will die sooner or later! However, I am still young, I can still make a lot of contributions to the country, and I still have many, many dreams that have not been fulfilled, so can't I die later? Jing Shaodu has already died nine His wife is gone, and if the tenth one dies again, even if the Jing family has enough money to buy the entire universe, no one would dare to marry him! If you don’t believe me, try asking for a marriage? If you always use force, in case You have provoked the anger of the crowd, the status of the Jing family is not guaranteed, and the wall has collapsed and everyone is pushing, you..."

"It's so noisy!" The man yelled, looked at Lin Lulu's pale face, and parted his thin lips: "5 minutes ago, he died."