My wife is not a demon

After opening it, his eyes froze for a moment, and he saw a line written crookedly on it:

The fourth room on the left side of the south yard, hurry up and save her!

……

Led by the second wife's personal maid, Hong Dalang walked through the back garden and came to an elegant and exquisite courtyard.

In the hall, a beautiful woman in a plain green dress was scolding a maid.

The servant girl burst into tears and knelt on the ground trembling.

On the other side, there was a male servant with a bruised nose and a swollen face, his body was stained with blood, and he seemed to have been severely beaten.

"You little rascal, you usually look at Wen Wen quietly, but I never thought you would be able to steal men!"

The second lady took a short whip in her hand and whipped it towards the maid, angrily scolded. "Do you still have any sense of shame!!"

"I'm sorry madam, please forgive me, I won't dare again."

The servant girl cried and begged bitterly.

The second lady whipped her whip a few more times: "You've forgotten all the women's virtues I taught you, have you? As a woman, you don't even have any sense of shame, and you only know how to find wild men all day long. You don't have to be ashamed. I'm ashamed of you!"

After cursing, the maid who caught a glimpse of the personal maid at the door and Hong Dalang, both kneeling on the ground and crying, said coldly:

"Get out, don't let me see you!"

The maid and the male servant hurriedly left the hall.

Hong Dalang took out two baskets of steamed buns, bowed and said humbly: "Second Madam, Cao Min brought the steamed stuffed buns you wanted."

"Put it there."

The second lady was still angry, and motioned for the other party to put it on the table.

Then she said coldly to her personal maid: "Go and drive out that shameless bitch, and her lover, all out!"

"Yes."

The maid nodded and left the hall.

The second lady sat on the chair with a cold face, staring at Hong Dalang: "Didn't I ask you to deliver it every three days? It's been five days, why did you come here?"

Hong Dalang quickly knelt on the ground: "Madam, forgive me, something happened at Cao Min's house, so..."

"Hmph, I think you don't want to give it away."

The second lady casually picked up a steamed bun and took a bite, then suddenly smashed it on Hong Dalang's face: "Why is this steamed stuffed bun so unpalatable today!"

Hong Dalang panicked: "Why don't Cao Min make a new cage and bring it over."

"no need."

Watching the personal maid close the courtyard door outside, the corner of the second lady's lips suddenly showed a charming smile, she walked up to Hong Dalang, and touched the other's chest with her fingers bit by bit:

"As long as you can feed me."

"lady."

Hong Dalang dared not move.

The second lady slowly loosened his clothes, her eyes were blurred: "If it wasn't for that accident, I really would have never thought that you, a short bastard, would be so fierce."

……

In a dimly lit room.

Grab and grab.Accompanied by a needle-like headache, Meng Yanqing slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was an extremely fat big face, looking at her with a smile, and the woman shrank in the corner of the bed in fright.

"Sister, it's me."

The man with a thick and fat body seemed to be dragging a heavy weight under his feet, trying to squeeze out a kind smile, "You don't recognize me anymore, I'm your big brother."

This fat man in Chinese clothes is the current Prince of Pingyang, Ji Chong.

Meng Yanqing's snow dimple was pale, and her delicate body trembled violently.

She looked at the strange room in fear, always feeling that the room was both familiar and strange, and there was a stale smell in the air.

This rotten smell made her feel sick, and she felt goosebumps all over her body.

"This is the house where you and your aunt used to live."

It was the second master Ji Kou who was sitting on the chair who was talking, looking at her tenderly, "Since my aunt left, this room has been empty, and then I asked my servants to tidy it up again."

mother...

Meng Yanqing looked around in a daze, fragmentary memories looming in her mind.

More than 20 years.

The memories of childhood have long been buried in the dust over time, and what I vaguely remember are those nightmarish scenes.

"Sister, you really don't remember me, big brother?"

The fat prince said sadly.

Meng Yanqing looked at his face where the facial features could hardly be distinguished, and it was difficult to associate it with the handsome face when he was a child.

It's just that whenever she thinks of those memories buried in the dark, it's like there are countless needles pricking her cheeks.

That bloody scene...

The eldest brother split his blood-stained lips and smiled at her...

The second brother hid in the corner and gnawed at the meat, making a piercing rubbing sound...

Her father stared straight at her with cold, dead eyes...

She wanted to forget those memories, but couldn't.

Mother was right, this is a deep house compound that can eat people, so she took her out of here with the courage to sacrifice herself.

But now... why is she back again?

Do not!