Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Su Wanqing actually woke up halfway. She heard Yuan Li stop the man who knocked her unconscious.

After washing the blood, her physical condition was better than that of ordinary people, and the stick was not enough to make her faint.

She could even hear that person's heartbeat clearly. If she had saved Yuan Li before, it was just because she was similar to herself.

So now, Su Wanqing is determined to see it through to the end.

The man roughly threw her into a side room that had not been occupied for a long time. As soon as she fell onto it, a bed board creaked and broke into two pieces.

There was dust everywhere on the tip of my nose, and there was a musty smell.

Su Yaoqin did not show up, but another very young boy's voice said: "This woman is the apple of Shuntianhou's eye, and it is said that she is the most beloved daughter of Shuntianhou. We can no longer enter the court, so we can only take revenge on him. People start.”

The man's deep voice echoed, repeating like an idiot, "It's not my fault", it was all "They are all at fault", "They deserve what they deserve".

The young man was also afraid, and the dagger he held in his hand trembled and fell to the ground with a clang.

Su Wanqing was worried about him even with her eyes closed. Killing someone was too slow.

That bitch like King Mo kills people just like trampling on an ant. He never feels any guilt at all.

Anyway, he never felt that he was wrong in killing people, and he was full of crooked truths.

"Your father killed our parents and killed all our relatives. We killed you today because we deserved it. Don't blame us if you die."

The young man picked up the dagger, his olive-like Adam's apple sliding up and down, and he swallowed hard.

"The only thing to blame is that you are the daughter of Marquis Shuntian."

Su Wanqing waited until the flowers were about to wither. When he reached the bedside, he still staggered and fell.

When he got up again, Su Wanqing smelled blood, and the idiot actually threw himself to the ground and caused a nosebleed.

She looked down on incompetent scholars, and she probably guessed that the two in front of her were descendants of that faction in the court.

Su Wanqing hid the dagger given to her by Shuntian Hou in her waist. Xiao Zi disappeared. She just wanted to test her internal strength that suddenly grew onions from dry land.

When a pair of hands covered the brocade belt around her waist, she felt that girls still need to learn martial arts.

Even if you can't be a knight who supports justice, you still have the ability to protect your own safety.

It was really sad, and she felt very irritated. Yun Guo regarded the men and women as savage beasts, and wished he could lock the women in the boudoir to embroider every day.

In some water towns, women are required to have their feet bound, and if they run away, they will be caught in their own way.

When Mrs. Bai heard that she was going on a long trip, she privately asked her grandma to give her a bottle of sugar pills.

It is said that when you are in danger, just eat one, it is said that it can turn disaster into good luck.

But Xiao Zi ate it with gusto, and Su Wanqing really didn't know why both of them regarded a woman's chastity as so important.

The trembling hands pulled apart her outermost clothes, and the outer door lock clicked, as if thinking that this would destroy Su Wanqing.

Su Wanqing put a hand on his lower back, firmly holding the dagger unsheathed.

The cold blade carries a faint evil aura, and the personal belongings of the general on the battlefield are naturally stained with blood every day.

Those hands continued to peel off her clothes, and Su Wanqing's eyelids trembled.

Finally he couldn't bear the discovery of his conscience and was about to take action when the carved wooden door over there was kicked open.

In the dark night, King Mo's personal guard Yan Yun holds a knife in one hand and wears a white mask on his face to clear the way for his master behind him.

King Mo is naturally handsome and handsome, with gold threads embroidered into the jet black satin.

The best embroiderer in Suzhou tailor-made clothes for him. She is rich and graceful. Her handsome face, which looks like a sword carved by a sharp sword, has become a bit sickly and gloomy because she has not seen the scorching sun for a long time.

"Twist off your hands and feet, I will interrogate you later."

King Mo's voice was cool and cool, like the spring water melting from the ice field. It was obviously cold, but it sounded extraordinarily smooth and comfortable, making those who coveted his beauty couldn't help but stop and look at him.

Su Wanqing was so frightened by that kick that he had already pulled out the dagger, and when he was waiting, King Mo, who was manually turning the wheelchair in front of him, gave him a big look.

"Oh, it turns out that my visit was unlucky."

King Mo spit out harsh and harsh sarcasm, and he did not feel at all that this was the most standard hero saving the beauty in the storybook.

At the very least, he should comfort the bullied heroine.

But he didn't.

As arrogant and contemptuous as ever.