Crazy villains for redemption, I was reborn three times

When Qiao Sui arrived, Yan Muhan had already been whipped and tortured beyond recognition.

His whole body was covered with wounds, even dripping blood, including his face, he couldn't see the whole person, Qiao Sui's heart twitched.

A group of servants knelt in front of Yan Muhan, they watched this scene helplessly, as quiet as chickens.

This is the method of the original owner's mother.

"mother!"

When the whole family was about to whip Yan Muhan down again, Qiao Sui immediately said, "Stop!"

To bully a villain who could turn black at any time like this, these people really deserve to die!

The servants just give up.

Qiao Sui looked at the strange woman sitting in front of her, and for the sake of their little villain, enduring the discomfort, she pounced on her, "Mom, are you back?"

Mrs. Lu touched the head of her darling, "Ninny, let mother take a look, I heard that you were injured, do you still feel pain?"

No matter how cruel she is to people outside, she really loves her daughter.

"It was a little bit before, but now it doesn't hurt anymore, mother, I miss you so much."

Mrs. Lu patted her on the back to comfort her, "A few days ago, I blamed my mother for wanting to have a younger brother and didn't want you to be angry, but now it's better?"

And this thing?

Qiao Sui pouted and said, "I'm still angry, just thinking about you by the way."

In the past, Mrs. Lu always felt that her daughter was treated coldly and ruthlessly by him. Hearing what she said, she just felt heartbroken.

Qiao Sui and her had already quarreled a lot, and she immediately returned to the topic, "Mother, why did you punish them?"

"It's not because some of these servants are so bold that they offend the superiors."

Mrs. Lu glanced at Yan Muhan, and the servant kicked Yan Muhan to the ground, with dirt and all kinds of filthy shoes on it, and just stepped on Yan Muhan's head.

Looking at this scene, Qiao Sui was filled with anger.

She stepped forward a few steps and pushed the fat servant away.

The servant staggered aside in embarrassment.

Qiao Sui took out a handkerchief and wiped Yan Muhan's face and hair.

Yan Muhan was in pain all over his body at the moment, and the humiliation of being trampled on his feet made his eyes bloodshot red, but he was at the mercy of others like a piece of rag, without any intention of resisting.

He has tasted this kind of humiliation too much, if he shows a little unwillingness, it will only be worse.

One day, he will pay back to everyone one by one.

Seeing her daughter do this for this horse slave, Lu stood up angrily from her chair, "Ninny, what are you doing?"

Of course Qiao Sui wanted to save Yan Muhan, but he didn't want to behave too differently in front of Mrs. Lu.

"Mother!" Qiao Sui stood in front of Yan Muhan, discussing with Lu Shi, "Can you not touch him?" She said in a nonchalant tone, "My daughter has her eyes on him, and she doesn't want him to die!"

As soon as the words came out, the room was silent.

"What did you say?"

Lu couldn't believe it.

Qiao Sui explained, "I mean, I've fallen in love with him and want him to be my bodyguard... I heard that he's a good fighter, so I think he can protect me."

Qiao Sui looked at this and that, and it was too late to stop the shocked and surprised expressions on their faces.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Hearing what she said, Mrs. Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

But she was still worried, "Don't worry, baby, I heard that you fell from the attic a few days ago and there was only one person next to you. It is very likely that he was responsible for that incident. He may not be trustworthy, so what's the matter?" Have him by your side?"

"Mother." Qiao Sui argued, "It was indeed my daughter who accidentally fell that day. You all misunderstood him and beat him like this..."

"Mother, people are raised by their mother's parents. If you treat a boy from another family like this, if the Bodhisattva sees it, can you still let your younger brother be reborn in our family?"

Her words stepped on Lu's deathbed.

The Lu family has always wanted a son, so he only went to the temple a few days ago.

Her face immediately changed, and she said angrily, "Damn girl, mother, it's all because of you!"

She hurriedly recited a few words of Buddha's words, and really no longer entangled in how to punish Yan Muhan.

In fact, Qiao Sui was just taking a gamble, betting that this woman believed in Buddhism, luckily it worked.

Mrs. Lu felt that her daughter was a little strange, "Didn't you look down on this horse slave before? Why are you maintaining everything today?"

Qiao Sui said, "Daughter used to observe him. After this period of time, I think he is indeed a loyal person who is suitable as a guard. Mother, if you punish him like this, my daughter will not obey."

Lu Shi has always been helpless towards her, "You, okay, okay, it's up to you, you can do whatever you like."

Qiao Sui looked joyful, "Thank you, mother, I love my mother the most."

Lu Shi was taken aback for a moment, but his heart immediately softened, and he waved his hands, "Take your people down."

Qiao Sui immediately sent someone to take Yan Muhan away, and by the way, brought Chunhong, who was kneeling aside and didn't dare to get angry, "Chunhong, come."

Chunhong glanced at his wife, saw her nodding, and hurriedly followed her own lady.

After leaving the door and out of Lu's sight, Qiao Sui took Yan Muhan from his servant.

"Let me come." She looked at the servant warningly, "Don't talk nonsense with my mother after you go back, or get out of this house, understand?"

The servant was afraid of her and nodded repeatedly.

Yan Muhan gently broke away from him at this moment, "Miss, I can walk by myself."

But he tried to stand up straight, but fell down again, Qiao Sui could only catch him, and embraced him in one go.

Chunhong watched in horror.

Qiao Sui didn't think much about it, but said helplessly, "Okay, follow me obediently."

But he ignored the dark light of success that flashed in Yan Muhan's eyes.

Qiao Sui led Yan Muhan all the way back to his room, he was as light as a piece of paper, as if the wind could blow people away.

Qiao Sui said, "Go down, I have something to say to him."

He was referring to Yan Muhan.

Chunhong is a very obedient person, so she retreated when she heard the words.

After everyone left, Yan Muhan looked at Qiao Sui, with a dim light in his eyes, "What do you want Miss?"

Qiao Sui didn't give any orders, just knelt down in front of him, looked at the welt marks on his face, got up and went to collect medicine.

When Qiao Sui came back, she had some extra bottles and cans and clean cotton cloths in her hands, and she brought in a basin of water.

When Yan Muhan looked puzzled, Qiao Sui pressed his shoulder, "Don't move."

Then he carefully and carefully cleaned the wound and sprinkled medicine on him.

The careful gaze is like treating a beloved treasure.

Seeing him enduring the pain, Qiao Sui subconsciously blew on his wound.

So the reason to dismiss others is just to give him medicine?

The sultry coolness made Yan Muhan slightly shudder.

The emotions in his heart were inexplicably churning, but there was some tyranny that wanted to be destroyed.

Yes, he has always been different from ordinary people.

Even though she is as gentle as a spring breeze at the moment, accompanied by the fresh fragrance of flowers and herbs when she blows her face, the more beautiful she is, the more he wants to destroy it severely.

Qiao Sui didn't notice his emotions at all, so she took out a porcelain bottle and gave it to her.

"This is a scar removal cream, remember to use it when the injury is better, otherwise the scar will become ugly."

He took the porcelain vase obediently, suppressing the emotion in his eyes, "Thank you, miss."

Yan Muhan would naturally accept it, after all this face is of great use to him.

After treating the wound on his face, Qiao Sui rolled up his sleeves, "Take off your clothes."

Touching Yan Muhan's eyes that were suddenly scalded.

Qiao Sui, "..."

What kind of look is this, as if she is a pervert.