Suo Jinghua: The Concubine of the Violent King

Everything was so quiet that only his own breathing could be heard.Eleven was gradually captivated by sleepiness, and was dragged into an environment where the flowers were in full bloom and the fragrance was overflowing frequently.She saw butterflies flying in the bushes and heard the cheerful singing of birds.A brook was gurgling and flowing, and fish jumped out of the water from time to time to look around.

Eleven was dressed in white and sat not far from the small river, his hands were never idle.She is weaving garlands, one for Grandpa and another for Brother Yin.Suddenly hearing a voice behind him, Eleven turned around to check, and saw a face exactly like his own.She was paralyzed with fright, staring blankly at her angry face, as if wishing she could tear herself into pieces.

"Why is everyone leaning towards you? We are twins, we are the same in everything, why do you have everything, and I have to be unknown? Is it because you are a sister and I am a sister?"

That face spoke, and looked at the same face like a mirror with a ferocious face, opened its mouth eleven times, but couldn't say anything.

She walked over with big strides, and rudely tore apart the garland woven by Eleven, "I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced. There is me without you in this world, and there is me without you."

After she yelled loudly, she dragged Eleven to the small river, and pressed Eleven's face into the river with great force.He still said, "I am the saint of the spiritual realm, I am the saint of the spiritual realm..."

Eleven struggled, struggled, and the pain of suffocation pulled her to another scene.This time she huddled in a corner, and Qi Mingye took a whip in his hand, and beat her over and over again.She was in so much pain that she had nowhere to escape, and she could bear it to the limit.So she begged for mercy, "Don't, don't, I don't dare, never dare, never dare again."

"Eleven..., eleven...."

She heard Qi Mingye's anxious voice, but wasn't Qi Mingye beating her with a whip?Eleven waved his arms to cover his ears, and also wanted to block Qi Mingye's whipping with his arms.Gradually, Qi Mingye disappeared, but the pain on his body was so clear, and then Qi Mingye's voice was amplified.

Something shook his arms vigorously, and Eleven slowly opened his eyes.The moment she saw Qi Mingye, she gasped, then shrank to the corner of the bed in horror.She was trembling all over, and her mind was also in chaos.She didn't dare to look at Qi Mingye, and pulled the quilt to hide herself under it.

"Has she always been like this?" Qi Mingye asked Zhu Sha, who was anxiously beside him.

Zhu Sha said: "Master has nightmares, but it's not as serious as tonight. She doesn't sleep well at night, and she doesn't sleep much during the day."

When Qi Mingye heard it, it was hard to imagine the fear of Shi Yizheng under the quilt.Reaching out to pull the quilt, Eleven couldn't pull him.But what he saw was that Shi Shi wished he could squeeze into the couch.Her eyes were closed tightly, tears were still streaming down her cheeks, and she said in a panic: "I won't run away, I'll never run away again, don't come here, don't come here."

These words made Qi Mingye's outstretched hand stop in mid-air. Qi Mingye was furious, his sword eyebrows were raised, and he was about to make a move when Zhu Sha suddenly knelt down in front of him and begged: "My lord, the master has not recovered from his serious injury. Don't be frightened, I beg you, servant, let her go tonight, I beg you." After speaking, Zhu Sha kowtowed non-stop.

Is Eleven crazy at the moment?Qi Mingye seemed to have achieved his goal of revenge, but he didn't feel the slightest pleasure of achieving it.Holding his breath in his chest, he took a deep look at Eleven, then got up and walked away.

As soon as Wang left, Zhu Sha began to coax Eleven to be quiet.