Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

a year ago......

South Street is a wealthy area in the capital, and Qingyun was jumping around while shopping.

Xia Chan and Qiu Yue followed behind her. Qingyun looked at this and touched that, feeling extremely happy.

Then I was attracted by a burst of noisy sounds, and I saw many people gathered together, and they were so noisy that I didn't know what they were talking about.

Qingyun was a little curious, and took advantage of her small body to squeeze in. When I got to the end, I saw Chu Yi beating a woman.

He dragged the woman by her hair for a long distance. People around her pointed at her, but no one stepped forward to stop her.

Qingyun felt as uncomfortable as pulling her own hair, and shouted: "Chu Yi, what are you doing? How can you treat her like this?".

Chu Yi looked at Qingyun with a ferocious expression, "Miss Qing, I advise you to mind your own business. It's natural for her to hit her when I hit her."

Then he kicked the woman twice.

The woman's body was bruised and purple, with not a single good piece of flesh on her body. Her hair was disheveled, the corners of her mouth were bloody, and her eyes were hollow, revealing a sense of death.

Qingyun said angrily: "No matter what mistake you make, you shouldn't beat someone in the street."

Chu Yi had no patience anymore, "This is my maid, I can beat her as much as I want. If she dares to steal her body and escape, it won't matter if I beat her to death."

Qingyun was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Chu Yi was right, even if he beat her to death, Qingyun couldn't say anything.

There is an order of hierarchy, and a maid is a maid. To steal the deed and run away is to betray the master, and to catch her back is to lead to death. Even the reporting officer will be beaten to death with sticks.

She understood why the people around her only dared to whisper and did not dare to speak out to stop it. There is neither reason nor position.

Qingyun didn't expect this maid to be so courageous, but seeing the old injuries and new injuries on the maid's body, she also understood how inhuman Chu Yi was on ordinary days.

Qingyun opened her mouth, but didn't say anything after all. She was not the Holy Mother, and this was not her business.

He saw a bright light flashing in the maid's dull eyes, turned her head and bit Chu Yi's hand that was holding her.

Chu Yi was in pain and wanted to shake the person away, but he couldn't shake him off no matter how hard he tried. He was so angry that he kicked the person a few meters away.

Qingyun sighed and wanted to stop it.

Chu Yi stared at the maid fiercely and said, "Come here, beat her to death with a stick."

Xiao Si stepped forward, holding a stick in his hand, and beat the maid mercilessly.

Qingyun saw the maid's eyes through the gap, showing relief and relief.

Qingyun was frightened and watched helplessly as the maid was beaten to a bloody pulp.

The bright red flesh and blood stimulated Qingyun's eyes, her vision became blurry, and she fainted. Xia Chan quickly caught her and sent her back to her house.

That night, Qingyun developed a high fever.

She was so well protected by her family that she even forgot where she was for a moment. This is ancient times, a place where classes are clearly defined, and low status means low life.

This is not an era where everyone is equal. She is a doctor. She has seen blood, flesh, and bloody internal organs, but she was all trying to save people.

She had never seen such a scene of beating someone to death. The image kept reappearing in her mind and she couldn't get rid of it. At this moment, Qingyun realized deeply that life could be so unbearable.

The Qing family put a lot of pressure on the Chu family, and the head of the Chu family personally brought Chu Yi to apologize. Chu Yi was also beaten, and Qing Xiao even broke Chu Yi's legs in the middle of the night. The Chu family didn't even dare to fart.

Qingyun looked at Qingxiao who was beside the bed, "Brother, can you find me two dogs? Which ones are fierce but obedient?"

"Okay", Qing Xiao agreed without even asking.

A month later, Qingyun went out with her dogs. The two dogs stood taller than Qingyun. But Qingyun was not afraid and was followed by several guards.

She specifically asked Qiuyue to inquire about it. Chu Yi's leg was healed and she went out today.

Just on the street, two people, one holding a dog and the other on a crutch, looked at each other displeasedly, and both saw the other's eyes wanting to strangle themselves.

Chu Yi watched Qingyun smile and let go of the dog leash, saying something.

Then the two dogs rushed towards him. Chu Yi's eyes widened and he ran away. But he couldn't run fast with a crutch. After only a few steps, two dogs pounced on Chu Yi.

Qingyun shouted in surprise: "Chu Yi, why are you scolding my dogs? I can't hold them back." She jumped twice anxiously.

The passers-by looked at Qingyun's thin body and what Qingyun said, and felt that Chu Yi deserved it.

Qingyun lowered her head, hiding the coldness in her eyes. Passers-by thought Qingyun was afraid.

In order to avoid unjustly accusing Chu Yi, she also asked Xia Chan to check. The maids around Chu Yi had been tortured to death for a year at most and only more than a month at short time.

She understands class and hierarchy, and she doesn't want to meddle in other people's business, but she just doesn't accept it, and feels dissatisfied for that girl.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he was still a junior high school student in modern times, but he was brutally tortured and killed. She couldn't forget the look of relief in her eyes, nor the bloody body.

Qingyun closed her eyes and mourned for the girl in her heart. She doesn't believe that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil. Delayed love is more despicable than grass, and delayed justice is more disgusting than shit.

Qingyun looked at Chu Yi who was screaming with a cold expression.

Chu Yi was bitten by a dog, more than once, but passers-by testified that it was Chu Yi who brought it upon himself, and the Chu family could not do anything.

Since then, the relationship between Chu Yi and Qing Yun has been forged.

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Inside the Yan family villa, the house was pitch dark.

Yan Siyuan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, the cigarette in his hand shining with faint sparks.

Black suit pants wrapped his long and straight legs.

Li Wenyao knelt on the ground, her exposed skin was bruised and purple, and it was hard to see her former fair skin.

She crawled towards Yan Siyuan weakly, trying to grab his trousers. But when she raised her hand, she was kicked out by Yan Si, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Yan Siyuan stood up and looked at Li Wenyao on the ground with disgust, as if she was some kind of virus.

Turn around and look out the window.

That is the mourning hall of the Yan family, and today is the day Yan Heng was buried.

He thought countless times whether the result would have been different if he had changed the way he had done it. However, there is no if anymore.

Thin pains surged into his heart. He closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath. But he still couldn't control his desire to kill Li Wenyao now. It's almost time, wait a little longer, he thought silently in his mind.

Time seemed to stand still, flowing like thick honey. When the clock strikes twelve o'clock, time returns to normal.

Yan Siyuan walked towards Li Wenyao against the light, like Satan from hell.

Li Wenyao no longer had the strength to look up at him, but when she heard him walking towards her step by step, she knew that her death was coming. And she didn't even have the strength to retreat.

Yan Siyuan knelt down in front of Li Wenyao, the dagger in his hand shone with cold light, and slowly approached Li Wenyao's heart.

Li Wenyao's breathing was rapid, his chest seemed to be stuck, and he felt suffocated. Pain came over me, my vision turned black, and my consciousness gradually blurred. She wanted to shout, but she didn't even have a tongue, so she could only moan in pain and helplessness, revealing unconcealable despair.

At one-twenty in the morning, Yan Siyuan stood neatly in front of Ji Nanqiu's grave in the cemetery.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his eyes revealed a joy. Kneel down on one knee and place flowers in front of the tomb, along with a delicate wooden box.

"Nan Qiu, I can finally come to accompany you," the joy in his voice could not be concealed.

He took out a box of wine and sprinkled it on the wooden box and himself. Then he lit the fire, moving neatly and without hesitation, holding the box and leaning gently against the tombstone, with starlight and yearning in his eyes.

The next day, the Internet, the media, and the news were all reporting on one thing.

A female corpse appeared in the Yan family, the richest man in China. Her heart was missing, her tongue was missing, and her body was covered with scars. It was identified as Li Wenyao.

All the property of the Yan family was donated. Yan Siyuan was found setting himself on fire in the cemetery, holding a heart in his arms...