The first chapter is forced to marry
“Ben Gong asks you one more question, are you going to marry or not!” A rough and cold male voice exploded in Xia Zian’s ears, she slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was a man A handsome yet hideous face.
There is a sharp pain in the body, the neck is severely pinched by the person in front of him, and the chest cavity is uncomfortable as if it is about to explode.
Her eyes narrowed, what happened? Isn’t she dead? She remembered that she was betrayed by her boss, was shot five times, and was already dead.
Some memories flooded into her mind, not hers.
Before Zian regained her senses, she was slapped **** the face, making her dazed and staring at her eyes.
A **** taste came up from her mouth, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt a burning pain in her back. She raised her head abruptly, her eyes burned with rage, and the memory left in her mind told her that the original owner had just been beaten with a cane. After returning to the West, she was able to pass through the original owner and be resurrected.
“Answer Ben Gong, will you marry King Liang?”
Another angry question, accompanied by a slap in the face, the person who hit her was the prince of the dynasty, Murong Qiao.
A green figure rushed over, opened the Murong Bridge, crying and said, “Your Highness, don’t embarrass my sister. Although my father was drunk that day, he did wrongly promise me to His Royal Highness King Liang. I want my sister to replace me. Marrying is really embarrassing for her, and besides, my sister has always longed for you, Your Highness, if you force her like this, don’t you want to force her to death?” The person who came here, Li Hua with a rainy appearance, is Xia Zian’s concubine sister. Xia Wan’er.
Seeing this, Murong Qiao felt very distressed, and immediately let go of Zian and instead supported Xia Wan’er.
The air quickly returned to Zian’s chest, and she took a deep breath to dispel the breath of death.
Zi’an stood up staggeringly, but the pain in her body made her gasp, she could not stand steady, her legs went soft and fell to the ground again, the memory remaining in her mind and the conversation between the two made her feel unsteady. Immediately judge the situation in front of you.
The original owner’s father, the Prime Minister of the Dynasty, had been drinking with His Royal Highness Prince Liang a month ago.
The Prime Minister regretted after sobering up. How could Xia Wan’er, the concubine born by Mrs. Linglong, his favorite concubine, really be willing to marry her to the brutal King Liang?
Xia Wan’er also cried and refused to marry, because she had already been in love with the prince, and she was the one who wanted to be the prince’s concubine.
The prime minister had no choice but to force his daughter Xia Zi’an to marry the King of Liang.
Although Xia Zian is the direct daughter, she has never enjoyed the honor of the direct daughter in the Prime Minister’s Mansion, and her mother is even more disgusted by the Prime Minister.
The original owner Xia Zian naturally refused to agree to be married, so Xia Wan’er cried to the prince Murongqiao.
What happened in the yard just now was poured into Zi’an’s mind one by one. Murongqiao not only forced her to marry King Liang together with the people of the Prime Minister’s residence, but also tortured her. She could even hear the original owner Xia Zi An’s pleading before her death and the blood that filled the sky before her death.
Xia Zian was furious, and Murong Qiao looked at her with contempt, and kicked over: “You are also worthy of sympathy for Ben Gong? Bah, something like you is given to Ben Gong as a concubine, Ben Gong. I won’t want you either.”
Xia Zi’an had already been tortured, and this kick was merciless, causing her to spit out blood, she clenched her fists, and the fury in her eyes became more and more fiery.
She tried to stand up, but the injuries on her body were so severe that her body hurt like a tear when she even moved.
Xia Wan’er stepped forward softly and continued with guilt on her face: “Sister, I’m sorry, I promised you that I wouldn’t have any unreasonable thoughts about His Royal Highness, but the word love is really unbearable. Control, the more I suppress the thoughts of His Royal Highness the Prince, the deeper the thoughts will be, the more unable to extricate myself, forgive me and have to ignore your warning to me.”
Xia Wan’er’s expression is really pitiful, but Xia Zian knows what she looks like in private.
Murong Qiao was furious, “How dare you stop Wan’er from being with Ben Gong? You are such a vicious woman.”
Xia Wan’er hurriedly took Murong Qiao’s hand and choked: “Your Highness, don’t blame elder sister, who should be a younger sister shouldn’t argue with elder sister, it’s my fault, it’s my failure to control my feelings…”
Murong Qiao said: “Wan’er, don’t say it anymore, you are just too soft-hearted, so you will be bullied by her all the time.”
Xia Wan’er looked at the embarrassed Xia Zian below, her eyes flashed a hint of sinisterness, but she said in a pleading tone: “Sister, please help me and His Royal Highness, my sister will remember your kindness for a lifetime.”
Zi’an sucked in the air and looked coldly at the two of them performing their conjugal love like no one else. She felt bored. In modern times, she is a military doctor of the secret service team. .
The memory left in her mind told her that King Liang had a disability in his legs and that he was cruel by nature. Although he didn’t marry the right concubine, there were more than ten concubines in the mansion. Moreover, I heard that half of these concubines were disabled. Knowing what kind of life they lived in the palace.
The original owner probably knew this, so she didn’t want to marry the King of Liang.
Zi An held back the pain, tried her best, and squeezed out a sentence from her teeth, “Will you use the happiness of my life to fulfill you? You are so shameless!”
When Murong Qiao heard the words, she suddenly became furious and looked at Mrs. Linglong, the mother of Xia Wan’er who was sitting on a chair in front of the porch, “How long before we fight?”
Mrs. Linglong has been watching, and she is really anxious. If Xia Zi’an doesn’t agree, her daughter Wan’er will marry the evil ghost of King Liang. Today, the prince came to put pressure on her. Anhui agreed, but unexpectedly, he repeatedly tortured him, but he refused to let go.
Now that she heard His Highness’s orders, she could no longer hold back her anger and said sharply: “Come on, hit me, hit me hard, hit me until she agrees.”
With Mrs. Linglong’s order, the two rough servants held Zian down, and the sound of the stick fell on Xia Zian’s back, hitting her until her skin was ripped open and her flesh was blurred.
Eight years as a secret agent, she has cultivated her steely will. She gritted her teeth and endured the humiliation and beatings that did not belong to her. All her bones were broken.
Mrs. Linglong and Murong Qiao didn’t expect Xia Zian to be so stubborn, Linglong was extremely annoyed, and he didn’t care about maintaining his dignity, so he hurried down, grabbed the hair in front of Zian’s forehead with one hand, and pushed her head hard. He got up and said viciously, “If you don’t agree, you’re going to find your own way.”
Zi An snorted, and a mouthful of blood spit on Mrs. Linglong’s face. Mrs. Linglong was so angry that she grabbed her hair and pressed her head to the ground, and stepped on the back of her head with her feet.” I’ll make you stubborn, I’ll make you stubborn!”
Murong Qiao said in a cold voice, “Why are you talking nonsense with her? If she doesn’t agree, then according to the Prime Minister’s previous plan, she will divorce her mother for the crime of adultery, and see that Yuan Shi with such a horrible crime. If he is taken out of the house, will he still be able to live?”
Zi An’s head was furious. In the rage, there was a trace of heartache. This was not her emotion. It was the emotion left by the original owner in her brain and heart. It is conceivable that before the original owner died, the only thing she couldn’t let go of was her. Mother Yuan.
In the drowsy, Zi An only heard a solemn voice that slowly sounded, “Tomorrow is the wedding, hurt a little more, and carry the sedan chair while in a coma. King Liang only wants the daughter of the prime minister to be the princess, as for her Whether it is disabled or disfigured in the future, King Liang will not care.”
Zi An remembered this voice firmly, and her experience as a secret agent told her that this voice should be the original owner’s father, Prime Minister Xia.
Tiger poison does not eat offspring, this Prime Minister Xia is inferior to pigs and dogs.
A savage stick fell on her back again, and finally, she passed out.