Concubine Jinghua: The black-bellied prince, please stay here

Chapter 1 Humiliated
Today is the wedding day of Fang Chuchu, the eldest daughter of the Fang family.

A cry of "Ah" passed by, Fang Chuchu sat in the wedding sedan chair, and was startled, didn't this voice belong to Xi Po?
A gust of cold wind blew and opened the car curtain, making Fang Chuchu unable to open her eyes. When she finally opened her eyes, there was only a touch of black in her vision.

In front of the sedan chair, a man wearing a crescent mask suddenly broke into her sight with a sharp sword still bleeding in his hand.

"You..." Her face turned pale, her eyes were fixed on the blood that was still dripping down from the sharp blade, her throat seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't make a sound.

The man suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.

Fang Chuchu saw a coldness in his eyes, which was hundreds of times colder than her stepmother's usual.

The corners of the man's mouth turned upwards, and his eyes were almost colorless and translucent.He walked step by step towards the sedan chair where Fang Chuchu was, and a huge shadow seemed to cover Fang Chuchu.She trembled her lips, raised her chin, and said with a slight cry, "Please don't kill me. If I die, no one will burn paper money for my mother during the New Year and holidays."

The man's almost colorless pupils blinked, and he sneered, "I won't kill you, I just came to get something."

His voice is very clear, but cruel and cold.

"You said..." Fang Chuchu's frail body was hidden in the bright red wedding robe and trembled, her long eyelashes blinked, like the wings of a butterfly that might fly high at any time.

The corner of the man's mouth raised slightly again, he dropped the sharp sword in his hand, and suddenly stretched out his hand to the clothes on Fang Chuchu's body.

Fang Chuchu didn't expect that he would directly reach out and pull her clothes, without any protection, and when she realized something was wrong, the clothes on her body were torn.

Seeing this, the man in front of him raised his mouth slightly, his cold fingers wrapped around her body like greasy snakes.

At that moment, Fang Chuchu's whole body couldn't help trembling, and an unprecedented sense of fear hit her heart.

Abuse, without end.

Fang Chuchu kept struggling, but how could her strength be a match for this strange man.

"Please, let me go!"

"Please, woo... let me go. I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."

"Woo...don't...please...don't, don't come here...ah!"

Fang Chuchu begged bitterly, crystal clear teardrops hung on her eyelashes, as bright as dewdrops in the morning.However, the man ignored her begging for mercy... Those almost colorless pupils looked at her indifferently, like a superior king playing with his slave.

He repeated mechanically without any emotion.

Fang Chuchu was in dizzy pain, and her whole body was so cold that she felt that she might die at any time.

Gradually, all the wailing became numb and disappeared with the wind.When she opened her foggy eyes to look at the man on her body, she saw the man's fingers shaking in front of her.And the originally bright red Shougong sand on her arm has disappeared without a trace.

Fang Chuchu couldn't bear it anymore, and cried out sharply, for the pain she had suffered for so many years.She is already like this, why does God still make such a joke on her wedding day.If she lost her virginity, she would not be able to marry into Xiao's family, nor could she leave Fang's family...

Outside the bridal sedan chair, the grass grows and the warblers fly, a thriving scene.

In the bridal sedan chair, the sound of the woman crying bitterly continued...

The man had already withdrawn and left, and Fang Chuchu, who was in a coma, had a line of tears falling from the corner of her eyes...

(End of this chapter)