C29 Zhong Qing Suffered Domestic Abuse

The room was full of wolves, even blood, dripping from the door all the way to the bedroom. Zhong Qing was lying on the floor with only a hanging nightdress and her hair was messy. There was blood at the corner of her mouth and her body was covered in bloodstains. The old and new wounds alternated and it was a shocking sight.

Lih Liancheng held a long whip in his hand, and his face was fierce