There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1 Seven Years of Imprisonment (1)
"Mother, I'm so hungry." In the dark and gorgeous bedroom, a child's voice sounded cowardly, accompanied by the hungry grunt, which was even more clear in the silent palace.

Yang Churuo hugged the four-year-old son in his arms tightly, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, desolate and helpless, he coaxed softly with a slightly hoarse voice after he hadn't spoken for a long time, "Shang'er, be good, sleep if you are hungry, wake up Mother-in-law will bring us food."

Chang'er hugged Yang Churuo tightly, buried her little head in Yang Churuo's arms, and said "um" obediently.

Mother said that every time, but he knew that when he woke up, the mother-in-laws still wouldn't give them food, and the mother-in-laws would only bully their mother and son.

"Mother, are you hungry?" Chang'er suddenly raised her head and asked curiously.Mother eats less than him, but if there is a little bit of food, she will secretly hide it for him to eat. Mother must be very hungry.

"Mother is not hungry, Chang'er, go to sleep." Yang Churuo lowered his head, stroked Chang'er's beautiful hair, and gently coaxed him to sleep.She is not very old, only seventeen or eighteen years old, and even her immature face is a bit immature. It is hard to imagine that she is already the mother of a child who is about three or four years old.It's just that those water-sharp eyes, which are as clear as water, reveal a vicissitudes that are far from her age.

It's been three days, and there has been no water for three days, so how can she not be hungry.How long will this day last?

Looking up and looking around, I saw the magnificent palace where she had been imprisoned for seven years. The beams and pillars were made of high-quality pear sandalwood, the lamps were made of crystal jade, the curtains were made of pearl agate, and the bed was made of six-foot-wide agarwood. A white magnolia embroidered with beads and silver threads hung beside the bed, and even the floor was covered with Lantian warm jade inlaid with golden beads, so beautiful that it was like a dream.

Take it out here casually, it is worth thousands of gold.But it is just such a place, but she has been suffering from hunger and cold for seven years.

It has been seven years, seven full years, since she was ten years old, she has been taken captive here, subjected to all kinds of humiliation and oppression, even the son in her arms was raped.Born under violence.

"Ahem..." Yang Churuo coughed in a low voice, trying not to disturb his son who was gradually sleeping, and his sickly pale face looked more and more worried.

Her health is getting worse day by day, and the food delivery is getting late day by day. If she dies, what will her child do?He is less than four years old, how can he survive in this cold cage?

Thinking of the child, Chu Churuo's heart suddenly ached, she couldn't breathe from the pain, and she was dripping with cold sweat.

The eyes of Chang'er in her arms were red, and she secretly forcibly covered up the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes. She wrapped her small hands around Yang Churuo's thin body, hoping that she would grow up quickly.

As long as he grows up, he can protect his mother and do more work in exchange for food to support his mother.

"Da da da..." There was a sound of footsteps from far to near, Chang'er's eyes lit up, he opened them suddenly, got up from Yang Churuo's arms, grabbed Yang Churuo's arm, and said excitedly, "Mother, mother-in-law! We brought food over, we have food."

"Bang..." Before Yang Churuo could open his mouth, the door of the bedroom was kicked open, and a handsome man with an angry face walked in with a blank expression, followed by a bunch of eunuchs and guards. The scene was astonishing.

Yang Churuo's pale face turned even paler, and her body shook like chaff. She conditionally protected her son, who was only on her lap, and knelt down tremblingly, touching her head to the ground, and gave it to the person who came in. The handsome man gave a standard gift.

(End of this chapter)