Splendid concubine

Chapter 84 Thunder Wrath

"Ah? Fifth sister, why are you teasing me?" Liu Wanwan looked at Liu Jiaren suspiciously. Liu Jiaren almost wanted to stuff Liu Wanwan into the ground right away. Come on.

However, the second prince didn't care about Liu Wanwan, all his attention was on Mu Zitan.

It was still quite hot at first, but the sun was scorching outside. Standing in the sun for a while, you would start to sweat. It was a bit cold inside, but wearing a thin shirt could bear it.

However, the dungeon was cold and damp, and Mrs. Guo was very high-spirited today, thinking that Liu Ruyi, who had just been named the county head, was about to become her daughter-in-law and was rubbed by her every day, so she felt a little proud.

The precious goddaughter of the emperor's noble concubine, you have to watch her face live.

When the little maid missed, Mrs. Guo didn't realize that she was finished.

There was a lot of medicine in the teapot. In order to plot against Liu Ruyi, she spent a lot of money. Not only the medicine is hard to find, but even the tea leaves are precious for one person and one pot of tea. Tea, a whole catty.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, she was destroyed by that Liu Xuanshuang, really, she was so pissed off.

The Duke's wife shivered while hugging her shoulders, and made up her mind not to say anything for a while.

Left and right, the emperor can't do anything to her, her husband is a hero, isn't it all because of her husband's work for the emperor?The emperor had to provide for her, otherwise he would treat the widow of a hero badly, who would dare to sacrifice his life for him?

Besides, the arrangement was perfect, those maids were always afraid of her, how dare they say what she ordered.

After a while, the emperor asked her to go out disrespectfully, but she refused to go out, not only to be respectful, but also to marry the lowly girl who escaped by chance.

Mrs. Guogong thought triumphantly, while shivering from the cold, secretly sighing how could she be so indecent.

"Hurry up and send me a big cloak. You want the white fox fur one. Don't fool me with the other ones. Be careful that when the emperor invites me out, I'll take your skin off." The Duke's Madam shouted loudly.

What responded to her was the jailer's sneer.

"Boss, seeing how confident she is, do you want to give it to her?" A new guard asked the old guard.

"Tch, those who are sent here, even if they are princes and grandsons, have to be coiled by dragons for me. If there is no special order from the emperor, they will be treated as usual. Return the fox fur. Pooh, I don't have any." The old jailer While cursing, he led the young jailer inside.

"I'd like to see, what kind of big shot came here, who actually wants to expose my skin. I have been working here for more than 20 years, and I have never met such an arrogant person. Instead of begging our men, I am arrogant. up."

"Yo, isn't this me, Mrs. Guogong? Have you forgotten me?" The old jailer's face turned ugly when he saw Mrs. Guogong.

"Who are you? You are such a lowly person, you are worthy to talk to me? I am the majestic Mrs. Guogong." The Mrs. Guogong raised her chin proudly, but the trembling posture with her arms folded made her say this very shamelessly momentum.

"It's not that you don't remember me with your nostrils turned up like this. I remember you."

With hatred in his tone, the old jailer turned around and told the younger jailer, "Go get a bucket of cold water from the well, and ask for the coldest one."

"Oh? Yes, it's the boss." The little jailer was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran away.

"Cuihua, Cuihua, when you framed my sister back then, when you married into the Duke's Mansion, why didn't you expect that today, you framed my sister? It's not worth it, but you have to kill the grass and roots. Fortunately, my sister is fatal." The old jailer said. It's a little hideous.

"Ah, you, you are..." Mrs. Guo realized something, and desperately hid back, but the space in each compartment of the dungeon is limited, where else could she hide.

The little jailer came over with water, "Boss, here is the water. The weather is so cold in our prison today. The water is so cold that my bones hurt." The water was brought up unsteadily.

"Pour my head down."

The old jailer ordered: "Don't be afraid, I'll take care of you when something goes wrong."

"Oh." The little jailer poured the water down with his head firmly in his pocket.

Although the Duke's wife screamed and avoided, but she had been pampered for many years, she was delicate and frail, how could she escape.

The hair was drenched with water, and the hair oil dripped down the hair, making rings of oil on the clothes, and the face was thickly smeared with powder, which had long been washed away by the water, tick-tock It fell down with a bang, making a small pool of white water marks under the body.

"My darling, how much powder has been applied, I'm afraid it is enough to paint the wall. It looks young with powder, without powder, really, really..." The little jailer said truthfully.

If it was normal, Mrs. Guo would have jumped up and scolded him long ago, but it is a pity that Mrs. Guo is holding her arms, curled up into a ball, her teeth are chattering up and down, trembling, and she is powerless to refute.

"Cuihua, you are old now, you were not as good as my sister in the first place, but now you are even worse." The old jailer laughed, and then ordered the young guard, "Throw some on the floor of her room and you can eat the leftovers." meal."

The little jailer didn't know why, so he did it anyway.

After a while, the huge mice in the prison came out from every corner, frantically flocked to the ground of the Duke's wife, and began to grab food.

Mrs. Guo was so frightened that she kept shrinking towards the corner of the wall, but it was a pity that she couldn't avoid it, and she let out a creepy scream.

"Oh my god, Boss, why is this bitch called so creepy?" The little jailer trembled from the first scream of the Duke's wife, and almost threw the peanuts in his hand.

"She was afraid of mice since she was a child, what's so strange?" the old jailer wrote lightly.

"Ah? You are quite familiar with her over there. Isn't she the wife of a country? You..." The young jailer looked at the old guard, hesitant to speak.

"Why is Lao Tzu familiar with her, but only a jailer?"

The old jailer glanced at the younger jailer lightly, "Back then we were all from the same clan, but from different branches. At that time, the Duke's mansion wanted to get married. They said that they would go to the battlefield as soon as they got married, and those from the main branch were not willing to marry. So I chose my sister. In order to replace my sister, the girl coaxed and fed my sister the night before the wedding, scratched my sister's face, tied my sister up, and set a fire to burn her. My sister is dead, fortunately I was worried that night, so I took a look and rescued my sister."

The old jailer gritted his teeth after talking about it.

"That's a really big grudge." The little jailer patted his head and said with a sneer.

"In these years, she has been domineering in the capital, and I have been watching her, remembering everything clearly, just waiting for her retribution."

"The imperial concubine is here." The eunuch's voice was very clear.

The old jailer and the young jailer hurriedly got up to greet them.

"Excuse me, where is the wife of the Duke who was sent in just now?" There was no joy or anger on the face of the imperial concubine, but her hurried look made the little jailer subconsciously glance at the old jailer, feeling very sympathetic to him.

Just as she was about to take revenge, the imperial concubine came to save her. Will this be repaired?

When he came back to his senses and looked up, he saw the imperial concubine striding towards the cell where the Duke's wife was imprisoned.

"Who poured this water?" The voice of the imperial concubine sounded a little angry.

"I, I poured it." The little jailer stood up tremblingly.

"I asked him to do it." The old jailer stepped forward, bravely took responsibility, and waited for the imperial concubine's fury.

"Good job, open the door, I want to meet this old widow well." The face of the imperial concubine changed suddenly, and she smiled brightly, the little jailer was a little stunned.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, they abused me."

As soon as the Duke's wife saw the imperial concubine, she didn't think that she almost harmed her goddaughter, so she quickly complained: "You thief, I want to see what troubles you can make? Your sister is not as good as me, and you are not as good as me." , I will make your life worse than death."

"You are the one who would rather die, right? Gao Cuihua!" Gritting her teeth, the imperial concubine took a soft whip from the maid of her entourage, and hit the duke's wife with a slap in the face.

Mrs. Guogong just wanted to get up to take the majesty of the Duke's mansion, but she felt a sharp pain in her shoulders. The summer shirt was very thin, and when a whip was pulled up, the clothes immediately rotted, and the skin on the shoulders was ripped apart, bleeding profusely.

With a scream, she subconsciously hugged her head, trying to hide, but the whip of the imperial concubine empress was all-pervasive, and another whip hit her arm fiercely.

The Duke's wife is pampered and pampered, and no one dared to beat her for twenty years. At this time, she was beaten suddenly, and she could only roll all over the floor in pain.

The imperial concubine's face became a little hideous, and she chased the people of the Duke's mansion with whip after whip, "I let you murder my daughter, I let you wishful thinking, your son is dying of illness, how dare you plot against my daughter?" Let my daughter marry me to make me happy? It's a black-hearted thing."

The imperial concubine has never personally taught anyone since she was a child, and she was really mad at this moment. When she thought that if Liu Ruyi hadn't blocked it, if Mu Zitan had been tricked, she would marry a tuberculosis who could die at any time Ghost, being rubbed, beaten and scolded by such an evil mother-in-law again, the heartache is hard to bear.

"My dear concubine, please spare my life, my imperial concubine, please forgive my life, I dare not count against my goddaughter, my imperial concubine, I am counting, I am counting, yes, I am counting on Mu Zitan, she is so beautiful, and my father is a little girl Officer, he is worthy of my son." Mrs. Guo was in pain and begged for mercy.

It's a pity that the wrong attack made the imperial concubine think that it was Mu Zitan who was planning to plot against her.

The whip is more diligent.

I don't know how long it took, the imperial concubine was finally tired from the beating, and she slowly put down the whip. The Duke's wife had long been lying on the ground without making a sound, and only the slight ups and downs of her back could tell that she was still alive.

"Greeting her well, just don't die."

Because the bucket of water just now made the imperial concubine very satisfied, she pointed to the old jailer, "Come here."

There was a gleam of pleasure in the old jailer's eyes.

(End of this chapter)