The queen concubine bullied Bai Yueguang again

Chapter 231 Really Cold-Blooded
"Help, help! Please help me, my lord!"

A gaudy woman with rouge and vulgar powder on her face stumbled towards a man in white.

He indifferently avoided the beauty's embrace.

"My lord, save me, they...they robbed the daughters of the people and made me sell myself..."

The woman fell heavily to the ground, she didn't care about the pain on her body at all, she held on to the hem of his clothes and refused to let go.

The man in white looked at her indifferently, pulled the corner of his clothes from her hand, and was about to leave.

The light in the woman's eyes dimmed instantly, and all thoughts on her face were completely ashamed.

A group of big men with knives chased after him.

He didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, but those big guys didn't care whether he knew her or not, and they all surrounded her.

"unlucky."

The man in white took a few steps, and found that he was surrounded, and looked back at the woman who fell to the ground, speechless.

He finally resettled the victims, and was rushing back to the Prince's Mansion when it was getting late.

Unexpectedly, such a troublesome thing happened.

Now, if you don't help, you have to help.

The woman closed her eyes in despair, not intending to struggle anymore.

Anyway, in the end, she would be caught every time.

Might as well give up.

After closing his eyes and waiting for a while, there was a burst of wailing in his ears.

She suspected that she was hallucinating.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement.

She didn't wait for her captors either.

She opened her eyes suspiciously, and found that the big men who were looking fierce just now had fallen to the ground.

The man in white looked at the person on the ground with disgust, and straightened the wrinkles on his body.

Just as she was about to leave, someone hugged her thigh.

"Girl, pay attention to the influence."

Without lowering his head, he guessed it was her.

"My savior, the little girl has nothing to repay, so I plan to promise you with her body!" She was like a dog's skin plaster, clinging to him and not planning to let go.

"It's just you? Isn't it right?"

Indifferent as always.

This time, the words were cold to her bone marrow.

She involuntarily let go of her hand, and knelt down on the ground in a daze.

Yes.

People like her don't deserve to live in this world at all.

The man in white didn't plan to care about her. Whether she died or lived was her business and had nothing to do with him.

After walking a few steps forward, perhaps because of his uneasy conscience, he turned his head.

Suddenly saw a shocking scene.

Under the night, she slowly picked up the knives they had scattered on the ground and pointed it at herself.

She made up her mind, closed her eyes, and prepared to stab hard.

The knife in his hand was suddenly kicked away.

Her hand was twisted, and she was so painful that she lost her strength.

"Don't you care, why do you care about me?"

There was a roar, mixed with desperate cries.

Now she dare not face the person in front of her.

He uncovered her bloody scar with one word, which shows that he knows her.

That's right, as an oiran, there are many people who know her in the capital.

"It's really easy to want to die, but there's no need to die in front of me."

He wasn't soft-hearted, he just didn't want to take a life for no reason.

Her crying stopped abruptly.

So cold-blooded.

He was the most ruthless person she had ever met.

But she couldn't hate it at all.

"Let's go, go far away."

While she is not transferring her hatred to the cold-blooded him.

It's better to stay away from her as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if she survives tonight, he will be engraved in her mind, and he will never be safe in the future.

Just leave as soon as he said, the man in white walked very simply, leaving without looking back.

Seeing him so obedient, she cried again spinelessly.

(End of this chapter)