Chapter 10 A Good Show ([-])
Taking a sharp breath, she looked at the incense sedan chair in disbelief.

"Mother Concubine, that's Yao Tong, that's her"

Yao Tan recognized the person in the sedan chair at a glance, it was her sister who should have died a long time ago.

"I know"

Concubine Zheng's complexion changed, her eyes flicked to King Zheng who was wiping his sweat vigorously, and fixed on the imposing man on the first seat, she closed her eyes unwillingly.

In the red satin incense sedan chair, Yao Tong lit the glazed lamp, and the bright light illuminated the entire sedan chair, and the material surrounding the sedan chair was carefully selected by her, without blocking the light, so that people outside could clearly see the sedan chair Every move of the people here.

The bright red wedding dress sets off the whiteness of the snow, the gorgeous big phoenix hairpin is inserted obliquely on the pile of clouds and black hair, and the smiles of the newlyweds in the sedan chair make people feel her joy and shyness.

Seeing that people's hearts softened.

Suddenly, there was a sound of broken strings, and Feng Qiuhuang's song came to an abrupt end.

A broken string is an ominous omen.

The lanterns on the platform were also extinguished at this time, and except for the lit wedding sedan chair, the whole platform was darkened.

Boom, boom, drums that symbolized killing sounded.

"what"

The timid woman screamed in horror.

I saw many masked villains with knives coming up from the air and from under the stage, and they fought against the guards on both sides of the wedding sedan chair.

The ground was full of "corpses."

The drumbeat gradually died down, and the Qiang flute sounded faintly.

"No. Father, Daddy begs you to stop and let your daughter live."

Weeping and weeping blood.

Everyone's minds were drawn to the newlywed in the wedding sedan chair who was in pain.

They watched her tremble, her heart was ashamed, and she wiped away her tears.
"Life is like a mountain, the father wants the son to die, and the son has to die. Father, I will pay you back the daughter's life." In the sedan chair, she looked like a frail woman, with her slender neck drooping and her back straight. , a pair of eyes, amazingly bright, and also shockingly beautiful.

Xian Xiansu held the bright dagger tightly, and plunged it into her heart, "I will pay you back with my life, my daughter only hopes that my father will have the best wishes."

"My God."

When the knife was cut, blood spattered, and the peerless woman closed her eyes as if relieved, and the blood flowed out from her chest, dripping down.
All around for an instant, there were weeping and complaining children's voices.

"Little cabbage, yellow in the ground; two or three years old, no mother. My mother, my mother!"

"It's better to follow daddy; I'm afraid daddy will marry a stepmother. My mother, my mother!

The beautiful woman in the red wedding dress stained with blood did not utter a word of resentment. At this moment, watching this shocking tragedy and listening to the heart-pounding tragedy, everyone deeply sympathized with this girl who was forced by her biological father and stepmother. dead woman.

Countless eyes of condemnation and contempt were cast on Zheng Wang and Zheng Wang's successor concubine.

The three children born to her stepmother are pampered like pearls and treasures.

The original wife was a prostitute, but she was forced to death by this cruel pair of men and women.

awful!
How miserable!

The crowd shook their heads and sighed, and suddenly heard a "crash", and the chair hit the ground with a harsh sound.

The handsome man in a brocade robe and jade belt stood up abruptly. He moved too much and overturned the table beside him. His peach blossom eyes were filled with panic. He threw away the ivory folding fan in his hand and strode towards the table.

"Jiuye, no." The bodyguard hugged his leg desperately, and refused to let go after being slapped twice.

"Master Jiu, Prince Ji's son has gone up and carried him away!"

Xie Jiu looked up at the stage, and saw the tall man picking up the blood-stained woman in red and striding away
"Who gave you the guts to be the Lord's master?" Kicking over the bodyguard, Xie Jiu took a deep look at the woman in red who was walking away, her amorous peach blossom eyes were red.

He wants to fix this woman!

"Father, are you scared?"

The footsteps of the person holding him got bigger and bigger, faster and faster, Yao Tong guessed that he had moved away from the crowd, opened his eyes, and stretched out his arms to embrace He Zhenghan's neck with a smile.

The tall and stern man looked down at her silently with his eyes fixed and cold.

Yao Tong was overwhelmed by his aggressive aura, very guilty, and quickly smiled more coquettishly, stroking his frowning brow with his finger, "Frown often leads to wrinkles, sir, come and smile."

While talking, he showed a standard smile with eight teeth.

The man glanced at her coldly, hugged her with one hand, and put the other hand into her skirt.
Yao Tong trembled, and pitifully begged for mercy, "Master, it's still outside, it's not good for people to see it"

"what is this?"

He Zhenghan spoke in a deep voice as he picked up a bloody thing with his slender fingers. The smell of blood was pungent.

It was discovered so quickly.

The watery almond eyes blinked and blinked, and finally they were defeated by his cold eyes, "Chicken blood."

He Zhenghan was silent for a long time, Yao Tong looked at his expression, a little uneasy.

"Master, I have no other choice, King Zheng is too bullying." Yao Tong thought he was dissatisfied with tonight's scene, and quickly explained, "He even forced his daughter to death viciously, and now he still wants to rely on his identity as the biological father. Why do you ask your daughter to be filial?"

I thought he would be the one who supported me the most in the world. After all, the ambushes were aimed at him. I didn't expect that he was still a foolish and filial person in his bones.
"Do you think the Lord is angry because you ruined Yao Dun's reputation?" With a glance, He Zhenghan could see what she was thinking, and his black eyes darkened. In the Longtan and Tiger's Lair, this woman is surprisingly lively, whatever is in her heart can be revealed on her face, and her emotions are vivid and agile.

I don't know how I grew up alive in the first 18 years.

"Grandpa also thinks I'm doing well."

He Zhenghan saw that her eyes lit up, and the arm around his neck was tightened, and he leaned forward to ask for credit, and his sword eyebrows frowned.

Her cheeks were painted too white, her lips painted too red, and these powders stained her color instead.

But the person who was disliked didn't notice it, he still smiled complacently.

The boredom in his chest suddenly intensified.

This woman who can't look at her face.

He pressed his chest lightly, and suddenly saw her stabbing a knife into his heart, and there was a panic jumping there!
With a cold snort, he snapped off her fingers and threw her on the ground, "If you're not injured, just go away!"

A gust of wind blew up from the hem of the black robe, and the tall and straight man took big and fast steps.

Yao Tong was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he was so angry.

"I'm sick, this man is sick." He secretly spat, and quickly trotted after him.

She was the one who cheated Zheng Wang and his wife. On their territory, she had to hold He Zhenghan's thigh tightly in order to continue her prestige.

"Grandpa, wait for me."

"Mother Concubine, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me, come here, come here quickly."

Seeing Prince Ji leaving with Yao Tong in his arms, Princess Zheng endured unprecedented embarrassment, endured pointing and pointing from those women, and gritted her teeth with hatred, but there was nothing she could do about that little bitch.

Finally, he closed his eyes and passed out.

"Father, mother and concubine are dizzy from anger, woo woo."

Yao Tan grew up surrounded by love and was protected by his father, queen and concubine. When he suddenly encountered this situation, he was at a loss and could only cry.

"Nice, evil." King Zheng, who was also uncomfortable, hated his eldest daughter so much that he wanted to strangle her to death when she was born, "Just like her unruly mother, this king should not be soft-hearted. Keep her."

He wanted to drag that wicked girl over, beat and scold her severely, and wash away the humiliation he had received at the moment.

But He Zhenghan's cold and threatening appearance suddenly appeared in his mind, so he had to take a deep breath, swallowing this bad breath, he didn't believe that He Zhenghan could always protect that evil, and sooner or later he would have her good fruit eat.

"My lord, go and have a look, the princess has fainted, and the princess is crying."

The big maid next to the concubine Zheng Wang finally squeezed into Zheng Wang's side, crying and reporting.

"What? Send it to the doctor quickly."

These two people were the ones he cared about most, and when he heard that one of them fainted and the other cried, King Zheng was so distressed that he regained his energy and ordered repeatedly.

"Ayin, you have been wronged." Looking at the woman lying on the couch with a pale face, her crescent eyebrows frowned, and her pitiful appearance made him feel extremely distressed, and the dissatisfaction that had just gushed out of his heart disappeared.

That's all, although Ah Yin came up with that idea, but she was also for herself, for the safety of Prince Zheng's Mansion, she always only had herself and her children in her heart, and she was a good woman who lived in peace.

Hate only hate, God is not open, he failed to take He Zhenghan's life.

"It's all that evil's fault."

King Zheng scolded bitterly for a while, and didn't stop until the doctor came.

The masters of King Zheng's Mansion on this side were full of anger and helplessness, and there was no joy and laughter from the previous birthday celebration.And those who came to celebrate the birthday, except for a few close relatives of Prince Zheng's mansion, who were very anxious, everyone else thought it was a good show, and there were some good things, and they still had more to say. Others listen.

Poor eldest daughter, vicious stepmother, beauty, hero, these words are all attractive enough, put together, it is simply a wonderful drama.

"Pass down the order, all the theaters under the name of Xie's family will participate in this show, making it famous all over the world." In the luxurious carriage, Xie Jiufu wrote on his desk, and soon, a stack of papers was piled up.

"Yes, Master Jiu."

The little boy responded, and put away the papers one by one lightly and respectfully. Sure enough, Master Jiu had already written down the whole score of the sad song that was heard in Prince Zheng's Mansion tonight.

All the maidservants who served Xie Jiu were outstanding in appearance and well-versed in rhythm. This servant was able to serve him personally because of his exquisite piano skills.

Although his status is low, but his heart is quite high, he may not like those mediocre aristocrats.

But 1 people admire Jiuye, and admire him from the bottom of his heart. Jiuye's talent is so unbelievable that people can only prostrate on the ground.

Unfortunately, Master Jiu has such a problem.
(End of this chapter)

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