There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 2 Seven Years of Imprisonment (2)
"Slave... I have seen the emperor, long live the emperor." Yang Churuo was frightened and did not dare to raise her head, as the unbearable memories of the past flooded into her memory like a flood.

Chang'er was also terrified, dumbfounded, only to realize that she was pulled by Yang Churuo's clothes, her body softened, her head touched the ground, her slender hands pulled Yang Churuo's skirt in fear, her face was terrified, and she didn't dare to speak.

"Bang." The door was closed, and all the eunuchs and guards withdrew, leaving only the one who made Yang Churuo terrified to the bone.

The bedroom was already quiet, but now that the door was closed, Yang Churuo became even more terrified. Thinking of what might happen, tears welled up in his eyes.If possible, she wanted to rush out and escape from this demon.

But reason told her, no, it was impossible.She has no martial arts, no rights, no money, nothing, and he is very strong in martial arts, and he is the Ninth Five-Year Master, and there are all his people outside, so how could he escape, not to mention, she still has Chang'er...

"Da da da..." In the quiet bedroom, steady and powerful footsteps were slowly walking towards her. Yang Churuo could feel that those pair of bright yellow dragon boots embroidered with golden silk auspicious clouds and embedded with night pearls, this time Standing in front of her at that time, looking down at her condescendingly, she didn't even dare to breathe, just waiting for his next move.

She didn't beg him to let her go, she just begged him to be gentle and save her life.If she died, what would her children do?He hasn't had a good day since he was born, how can she rest assured that he will stay in this world alone.

"Hiss." The long and slender hair was suddenly pulled back, and Yang Churuo frowned in pain. She couldn't help but groaned in pain, and was forced to look up at the handsome young emperor with sword-brows and bright eyes.

That man is obviously a handsome man who makes people crazy, but in Yang Churuo's heart, he is a devil, a big devil who likes to make life worse than death.

"You and your sister are becoming more and more like each other, you are almost carved out of the same mold." Although Xuanyuan Jinze was laughing, the cold voice came out like teeth, making Yang Churuo's heart tremble.

"Do you know why I imprisoned you here? Because I hate your sister. I hate her for being ungrateful. I hate her for being promiscuous. She died, but she hasn't paid back the debt she owed me. If you say I won't find you, who will you find?" ?" Xuanyuan Jinze exerted force in his hands, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly, looking at Yang Churuo's painful expression with satisfaction.

Chang'er was worried and clutched the hem of his clothes, and wanted Xuanyuan Jinze to let his mother go, but he didn't dare to act rashly, he was afraid that Xuanyuan Jinze would become angry and hurt his mother even more, so he could only cry silently in his heart.

Xuanyuan Jinze's cold fingers caressed Yang Churuo's pale cheeks. Every time he touched her, the fear in Yang Churuo's heart increased.She would rather he beat her up than him looking at her with such a bland smile, as long as he has this expression, there will be a torture to death.

"This face is so beautiful, tell me, should I peel it off and play with it slowly?" Xuanyuan Jinze suddenly laughed wantonly, and pulled Yang Churuo's ink-like hair with such force that he seemed to want to She pulled up a bunch of hair by the roots, and threw it aside heavily.

"Bang..." Yang Churuo's whole body was thrown horizontally, and her forehead was hit heavily on the cabinet. The blood rushed down like a river breaking its embankment, instantly staining the warm jade in the blue field on the ground red, blurring her vision.

The pain... the pain caused her mind to freeze for a moment. Before she could cover her injured forehead with her hand, her body was pressed to the ground. Rip without mercy.

(End of this chapter)