The adjutant outside and his servants were guarding both sides of the wooden bridge, far away, but he still heard the screams coming out of the room.

It makes people feel sad, but the originally nice sound is so miserable at this moment.

Could it be that the commander was tortured?

But the handsome man doesn’t beat women? Why do you have to come here every day? Fortunately, he is serving his life.

There are only a few maids in Huxinzhai now who can enter. The servants and him didn’t know who they were inside, and they didn’t dare to ask.

In the room.

The woman on the bed had a very white face, her closed eyes were filled with tears, her long shaking eyelashes seemed to be soaked in water, and her heart was full of hatred, and her broken body was covered with kiss marks he crushed with force.

"You'd better learn to adapt to me, otherwise it's yourself who is suffering." Zhou Zimo warned coldly.

Ye Yifan avoided his kiss, closed his eyes and turned his face away, not looking at him throughout the whole process, and strong resistance radiated throughout his body.

Without a trace of resistance, he let his big palm wander around his body. It was extremely powerful, and there was bruising everywhere he went. She felt that she was about to die.

"Too intolerant!" Zhou Zimo kissed her closed eyes. She fainted several times in every love story, and he was already used to it.

Zhou Zimo patted her face: "Hey!"

"Wake up!"

It was summer and he had just finished exercising, so he had to be hot all over his body, so he didn't care. He hugged Ye Yifan and lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

...

The front yard of the old house in Zhou Mansion, in the magnificent room.

Bang, another flower shattered on the ground.

Zhou Qingqing wrapped gauze on her head and smashed everything in the room, with a vicious light radiating in her eyes: "Waste!"

"There are so many servants in the mansion, and I can't even find a woman. What kind of food do you do to raise? Is the wound on my head in vain?"

She roared angrily: "A bunch of rice buckets, people tied up and didn't teach me a lesson, but instead caused me to be injured. I deserve to die."

The maid knelt on the ground and cried with a sad face: "Miss, there are many people in the mansion, but you said you can't alarm the Grandmaster, so we can only look for it quietly. Actually, I think it's nothing if the Grandmaster knows. If you are his sister, he must be looking for you."

Zhou Qingqing looked angry and his voice was sharp: "Last time I went to the Ye family to propose marriage, I was punished by my elder brother to kneel down? If he knew about this, maybe how could I punish me."

The maid raised her head and comforted her softly: "Miss, I think that's all I can do. I think that woman knows your identity and shouldn't dare to pester the young master of the Ye family."

"Absolutely impossible, would I just be in vain for this blow?"

"As long as I see that little bitch next time, I will definitely kill her and find someone to stare at Ye Hancheng. As long as the woman appears, I will immediately notify me."

How could Zhou Qingqing bear such a cowardly anger? This revenge must be revenged.

...

At night, the weather gradually became colder.

On the big bed, Zhou Zimo's arms seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, his skin was abnormally red, his body was like a soldering iron, and his cheeks were pressed against her forehead.

He hugged her out of bed, put on her clothes quickly, wanted to go to the clinic, and took a few steps to put the person down.

He strode to the door and shouted angrily: "Come here!"

The servant saw the young coach coming out and immediately trotted forward: "Master, what's the matter?"

Although Zhou Zimo still had an expressionless ice face, his eyes were anxious: "Go to find a doctor, it's better to be a woman. Whether it's Western or Chinese medicine, as long as he is skilled in medicine, he will drive over."
Chapter completed!