I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

Conscience, he really slowed down on purpose.

Afraid that Xiaoyue wouldn't believe him, Uncle Liu added, "When the young lady got off the plane, she was very tired and weak. I originally wanted to step forward to help her, but I was afraid that I would overstep her limits."

"When I entered the airport, the young master called me and asked him to take that woman home. I was still wondering why the young master said that woman instead of the young mistress, but the young master immediately hung up the phone."

"Then when we got under the plane, we only saw the weak young lady. The young master was nowhere to be found."

"How could the young master do this to the young mistress? It's you. If it weren't for you driving unsteadily, how could the young mistress be so tired? Look..." Xiaoyue didn't believe Uncle Liu and continued to accuse him.

"I do not have!"

"You have!"

"What are you arguing about?" Just when Xiaoyue and Uncle Liu were arguing, Uncle Zhong appeared behind Xiaoyue and Uncle Liu.

"I……"

"he……"

Uncle Liu and Xiaoyue rushed to speak.

"Shut up, all of you!" Uncle Zhong stopped Uncle Liu and Xiaoyue. He glanced at me in the car, turned to Xiaoyue and said urgently, "Young lady is like this, why are you still making noise here?" , help her in quickly!"

"Yes!" Uncle Zhong reminded me, and Xiaoyue immediately got into the car and helped me.

"Throw her into the greenhouse in the backyard!" Just as Xiaoyue was helping me go up to the north building, Bei Mingyu suddenly appeared on the stairs.

His tone did not contain too much emotion, it was very calm and calm.

But, it's just so bland.

It felt like Bei Mingyu ordered Xiaoyue to throw me, like throwing an inanimate object.

"Master??" Xiaoyue's eyes widened. She even freed up a hand to pick out her ears, because she seriously suspected that there was something wrong with her hearing.

The young master wants to throw the young mistress into the flower room. How is this possible? There must be something wrong with her hearing.

"You should know that I don't like to say the same thing twice!" Bei Mingyu's voice was even calmer than before.

Such plain words made Xiaoyue tremble all over.

—

This kind of Beimingyu is both familiar and unfamiliar to Xiaoyue.

Familiar, Beiming Yu was like this before this young lady came in.

Five days a year, 360 days a year, he looks indifferent every day, like a lifeless wax figure.

However, since the cheerful and a bit reckless young lady came in, the wax figure-like Bei Mingyu began to have emotions.

From the initial anger and disgust, to the later joy and pampering.

Xiaoyue has become accustomed to Beimingyu like that.

So Beimingyu suddenly returned to his previous indifferent temperament, which really made Xiaoyue feel strange.

"Master, what did you just say? Throw the young mistress into the greenhouse in the backyard?!" Xiaoyue repeated Bei Mingyu's words in an extremely disbelieving tone.

The greenhouse in the backyard sounds quite beautiful at first glance.

The name of the flower room is quite nice, but Xiaoyue knows that there is not a single flower in that room and it is not beautiful.

The servants of Beiming's family secretly call the greenhouse No. 18 Hell.

Because four people were imprisoned in that house, and those four people were Bei Mingyu's second to fourth wives.

And every wife who was imprisoned was yelling and screaming at first. This situation usually lasted only a few days, and then those people disappeared from Beiming's house.

No one knows where those people went.

Some people said that he was killed by Bei Mingyu, some said that he committed suicide, and some said that he was sent away.

In short, no one knows what happened to those women.

Now... Xiaoyue's face is no longer as good-looking as it was just now. If the young master wants to imprison Young Mistress Ran in now.

So, will Young Mistress Ran be like the woman before, and will she also disappear?

Then I don’t know whether to live or die.

"Master, what are you..." At this time, Uncle Zhong also followed, and Uncle Zhong's face was also a little gloomy.

"Put her in the flower room, I only give you one minute!" Bei Mingyu did not intend to explain more, so he directly opened his mouth and ordered again.

After saying that, the person sent the message directly from the North Tower.

"Why are you still standing there? Drag her to the backyard quickly." After Bei Mingyu left, Uncle Zhong turned around and said to the servant following behind him.

Uncle Zhong, who watched Bei Mingyu grow up, naturally knew that Bei Mingyu was not joking.

He said that one minute is one minute. If it is not done well in one minute, the young lady will disappear faster.

—

"Yes!" Three or four servants behind Uncle Zhong rushed in front of Xiaoyue and me.

"No!" Xiaoyue hurriedly stopped in front of me, "Uncle Zhong, no, you can't lock the young mistress anywhere. If you lock her in the greenhouse."

"It must be that in a few days, this house will no longer have Young Mistress Qingming. She will become history and the past like those women in the past. Can you really bear it? How has the young master been doing in the past few months? It changes little by little, you know."

"Drag her away!" Uncle Zhong shouted coldly and loudly.

Those servants were as strong as cattle, and they immediately pulled Xiaoyue away from me, and then carried me to the backyard.

"Young mistress!" Xiaoyue got up and wanted to follow.

"Stop her!" Uncle Zhong gave an order, and Xiaoqing, who had been following Uncle Zhong, ran out and dragged Xiaoyue.

"Young mistress, young mistress!" Xiaoyue was anxious, but Xiaoqing was several years older than Xiaoyue and taller than Xiaoyue. Xiaoyue had no way to get away.

"Uncle Zhong!" Unable to step forward, Xiaoyue had to turn back and cried, "Do you really hope that there will be no Mistress Ran in this family? Uncle Zhong!"

Uncle Zhong sighed and closed his eyes, "This is not what I wanted to see. I used to think that the young mistress was the one sent by God to save the young master. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for things to turn out like this. "

Alas, is he still looking for a seventh young mistress?

Being held up like this, I quickly arrived in front of the flower house in the backyard.

Those people's movements were rough and violent, making them very uncomfortable. However, I could only open my eyes a little, but I was still speechless, and I had no strength to resist.

The flower room is just a dog house that has not been used for a long time.

Because no one has taken care of it for a long time, the green vines under the wall have climbed to the roof.

It has been abandoned for a long time and has no popularity at all.

air of gloominess.

This flower house is more like a haunted house than a flower house.

No wonder the servants of the Beiming family call it hell.

"This place is still so scary!" The servant Mrs. Huang glanced at the greenhouse in front of her with fear in her tone.