C7

Su Yi rushed up to help her carry the burden into the bedroom. Chaner was so shocked that she nearly threw it away. Tired, Su Yi tried to persuade her again, but she finally let go of her guard and stopped being cautious. Chaner sat on the floor and rested for a while before she retreated to let the princess wash her body. As she was about to return, she told her that she would prepare dinner, that she didn't need to pack up and wait for her to arrive after the princess took a bath. Su Yi smiled as she closed the door, indicating that she understood, then walked behind the screen and slowly took off her clothes.

He gently undid his belt, and the bright red embroidery of the phoenix fluttered beneath his flying wedding robe.

These scars were all very old, they had been left behind by the punishment in the mansion. The servants in the mansion still knew how to avoid being bullied, but the direct disciples of the mansion often beat her up, even if they wanted to do something wrong, they had to do it right or wrong. At first, she would run away, she would hide, and she would resist, but once she broke two wooden sticks, she would lie on the bed for a week and then she would learn to endure it, so long as they could live, it was more important than living.

The water was very cold. This fall was coming soon, and at this time, it was already the autumn wind blowing in. Although the doors and windows were tightly shut, a cool breeze still blew in through the gaps between the windows.

The water in the well was cold and penetrating, but she could not feel it. She just let the water spread across her chest, over her shoulders, over her red lips, and gradually over her entire body.

Water choked into his lungs, the burning pain mixed with the suffocating feeling.

Su Yi broke through the surface.

Her beautiful face was calm like a piece of jade. She gently took the towel and began to clean it.

It was so quiet, so calm, the towel, wiping every corner of his body, using all his strength, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on this towel. She would always slightly abuse herself and occasionally cry at night, afraid that her mother would pinch her when she heard the commotion. She waited for the pain to overcome her sorrow before she wiped her tears away as if no one else was around.

At this moment, there were no tears in her eyes, but there was a kind of sadness that made people cry. She was helpless and lost like a beast that had suffered a thousand wounds …

Feng Qian was standing at the door and just happened to see this scene. This was the first time he had seen a woman bathe, and also the first time he saw a woman's face that clearly wanted to cry but yet did not. It was very strong, yet it was also very fragile.

The sudden feeling of wanting to hug her and take pity on her was beyond his imagination. Heh! This woman was really scheming!

The corner of his mouth curled up into a cold smile. It was cruel and merciless!

His large hand pushed towards the door.

Su Yi, who had just finished her shower and was preparing to get up, didn't know that there was someone outside the door. Suddenly, the light that came in made her jump in fright as she looked towards the door.

In the light, the man stared at her with a sinister expression. His cold face seemed to have frozen with ice. His eyes were filled with scorn, ridicule, and cruelty.

A bone-biting cold smile appeared on her thin lips, giving off a bone-chilling feeling.

Su Yi sank her body into the water to hide her naked body.

A pair of clear and beautiful eyes stared directly at the man before her with a sense of calmness and indifference.