The Queen's Dynasty: Seven gentlemen for you to pamper

Shen Xiao held the horse rope and chased after Jiang Yunchu quickly. She looked back at the girl who didn't want to leave.

He approached her with a chubby face and winked at him, hinting her to look back.

"Boss, you are so charming that even women will fall in love with you. Just take a look."

Jiang Yunchu's dangerously long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at her with a warning tone, "Go away, how did you complete your mission?"

Shen Xiao said proudly, "Don't even look at who I am. I am a close disciple of Master Sheng Yin of Donghu Mountain. This kind of thing is not easy to do. Those few people were not honest and dared to talk to me like a lion. I Just beat them until they become honest."

Recalling the scene of beating someone just now, I felt a sense of refreshment in my heart, sprouting from the inside out.

When Jiang Yun first saw this, the corner of his mouth raised, and he raised his hand to pat his shoulder encouragingly.

"Sure enough, I read you right. I still have a difficult task to give you. This task is rare. I ask you if you want to prove your ability."

"I think, I think." Shen Xiao raised her voice, excited, and looked at her with wide eyes, full of expectation.

It can also be seen that she really wants to prove herself, and she also takes advantage of this to complete her own little idea.

Killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

Jiang Yunchu nodded with satisfaction, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and whispered in her ear.

……

The man stood at the door of the dilapidated house, looking with sad eyes, hesitant and afraid to step forward.

"Daddy"

A figure quickly ran towards him. The little girl was dirty and wearing a dress that didn't fit and was washed white, calling him sweetly.

He raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears gathering at the corners of his eyes, not wanting to leave an unhappy impression in front of his daughter.

He hugged the little girl who jumped into his arms, with a long-lost smile on his face.

Holding his skinny daughter, his daughter is so well-behaved and sensible, but he cannot let her live a good life and has to worry about food and clothing every day.

My daughter is now smaller than other children of the same age. The family has basically lost all their money and has never had a full meal.

Since she was born, she has not had a dress of her own, and has been patched and patched since she was a child.

It's because he is not worthy of being her father. If only his daughter had not been born into a family like his, she would have lived a very happy life.

As he thought about it, tears couldn't stop flowing down, and a pair of small hands gently wiped his tears.

The milky voice sounded in his ears, "Daddy, don't cry, don't cry, Tongtong, be good."

"We Tongtong have always been well-behaved. Daddy listens to our Tongtong and doesn't cry. Let's go home and Daddy will cook for you."

Holding Tongtong in his arms, he wiped the tears from his eyes and walked toward the door of his house.

Tongtong huddled in his arms, smiling happily, talking to himself happily with his little fingers.

"Father, mother, Tongtong, let's eat, eat, eat."

He paused on his feet and turned pale, as if he would faint in the next moment. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Looking down at Tongtong who was dancing happily in his arms, he finally asked what was on his mind, "Mother? Is your mother at home?"

Tongtong raised his head and didn't understand why his father would be unhappy when he heard that his mother was at home, but before, he would be very happy as long as his mother came home.

She didn't understand the reason, so she nodded like she was crazily pounding garlic, "Mother said she would accompany Tongtong to dinner."

"You're back, why don't you come in quickly?" The woman's eyes were fierce, but a half-smile appeared at the corner of her mouth and she stared at him.

He subconsciously hugged Tongtong tightly in his arms, his face turned unnaturally pale, his whole body was shaking, and his breathing could not help but tighten.

Tongtong's face turned red and she struggled to get out of his arms, "Dad...Dad..."

Daddy, what's going on?

He came back from the nightmare after listening to his daughter's call. He looked down at the pain on his red face, and tears fell unsatisfactorily, "I'm sorry, Tongtong."

"Ahem, cough, cough," Tongtong shook her head and raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "Daddy, don't cry, Tongtong, it doesn't hurt."

He hugged his daughter and cried, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come in?" The woman stared at him, the resentment in her eyes burning like a fire.

His hands kept trembling, and he knew the consequences of his past in his heart, and he accepted this never-ending beating with a pale face.

Tongtong, who put down his arms, leaned over and smiled, "Tongtong, good boy, you go and play with your friends for a while, daddy...",

He Gengyan continued: "Daddy wants to clean the house, it will be inconvenient for Tongtong to be at home."

Tongtong nodded in understanding, tugged on his dress, and said worriedly.

"Tongtong, you will be good. Daddy, don't worry, don't fall again."

It seems that in his memory, his father mostly asked her to go out to find friends and clean the house by herself, but she would always fall down accidentally and her body would be covered with injuries.

Before she left, she turned around worriedly and said again, "Daddy, be careful."

After she walked away, the anger on the woman's face was not concealed at all, "Bitch, seduce another woman in front of me, let me see if she can save you."

He strode forward, grabbed her hair, and raised his hand to slap her in the face.

"Boom".

The door behind him was kicked open violently, and four or five girls were looking at her with disdain and covering their injured faces.

"What are you going to do? I have no money to give you anymore."

The man paid them to beat up the woman, thinking that she was a pushover and wanted to blackmail her.

I didn't expect to run into a tough fight. Damn it, it's all this woman's fault. Why did you provoke her for nothing? They were also injured and lost their fortune.

She was so angry that if she didn't vent the resentment in her heart, she would be suffocated to death by this resentment.

"We don't want your money. Some people are unhappy with you and say that if we see you bullying your husband, let us beat you up, otherwise we will be the unlucky ones."

The leading girl covered her injured face and was angry. Without hitting anyone, she raised her hand and a group of fierce girls swarmed in and surrounded her.

One of them took the lead and kicked him to the ground.

They vented their grievances on her, punched and kicked her, and several people took turns beating her.

He looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, in disbelief, but extremely happy in his heart.

The screams resounded through the sky, and the birds that landed on the eaves were frightened and ran away, fearing that if they ran a step too late, they would end up like this man.

No passerby who could not pass by was willing to stop for her, and kept walking forward without stopping. Such people deserved it.

What is the ability of such a person who only bullies his own husband?