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1333. Nuo Sui Yu Xi 4

When Hu Lianyue heard this, she suddenly smoked her orifices, and raised her hand and slapped her cheek: "Rareless, you damn bitch, you know that I am allergic to any spices, but after wearing it, she actually tried to murder me!"

"Ah!" Yu Xi was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Realizing that he was really angry, he immediately knelt down again and kowtowed desperately: "I deserve to die, I deserve to die, please forgive me for my crime!"

"I remember, are you Yu Xi right? Yu Xi in the Washing Clothes Bureau?" Hu Lianyue suddenly realized that it was not Yu Xi who could have such a look? The vixen, the prince once repeatedly told her that there was a very cute child in the Washing Clothes Bureau. Her name was Yu Xi. She was really angry at the time. She didn't like Fu Yunnuo to praise other women in front of her.

And who is Yu Xi? The person who everyone was killed was killed. His father said that she was the child of his enemy Yu Ruolin, so he must have taken the opportunity to harm her. It must be yes, who doesn’t know that Hu Yuelian is sensitive to flowers in the entire palace? He was so angry that he pulled out a whip and whipped it hard.

Yu Xi had never practiced martial arts before, and was beaten up by a whip. His small body flew towards the door and hit the wooden door. With a "bang", he was bounced back to the ground. Then, with a "kbar", the arm that hit the ground first came out with a crisp sound, indicating that a certain bone was broken, and he had no strength to get up, wriggling on the ground, and his head buzzed.

It hurts so much. Holding the right arm, the shoulders hurt even more. Before she could react, there was a stinging pain on her body again.

The whip could make her clothes break, but she didn't cry. She held her head and rolled around, which was very painful, and the heart-wrenching pain. However, she had long been used to this kind of pain. In the washing clothes bureau, anyone who was unhappy could slap her in the face, pinch her flesh, and abuse her.

This is fate. The fate that has to be admitted is not only humble, but also has the name of a sinner. Everyone can bully it. No one blames her, but only blames her for having an outrageous mother who all came to suppress her, for fear that she would become the second Forsythia, and would not give her any chance to turn things around.

She was only used to being bullied. She lived just to be portrayed as a timid and fearful person. This seemed to be her mission.

"Baoba!"

"Stop hitting, Crown Princess, stop hitting, you will beat her to death!"

Seeing that the child was covered in blood and flesh, some palace maids finally felt sympathy and knelt down to dissuade him. Under the rule of the queen, this palace always advocated friendship, could not be divided, could not beat his servants, and should be filled with joy everywhere. If the queen knew about it, the princess would be unable to take it.

Hu Yuelian was very angry at this moment. The gauze skirt was her first masterpiece, but it was destroyed like this. How could it be stopped? This slut doesn't take her seriously at all. Since she likes to ask for beating, why didn't she please her?

"Ahhhhhhhh!" No matter how hard he could bear it, Yu Xi couldn't help feeling the pain, especially her hands covered with frostbite. Her hands that were well protected were now stained with blood. They were broken and broken. They would hurt when washing clothes, but they could protect their heads and hands. What should I do? She really didn't mean it, she didn't know that she couldn't smell the fragrance of flowers.

Too unfair.

Finally, she stopped moving, curled up on the ground and screamed, and her exhausted body trembled slightly with the whipping. At this moment, she felt resentment. Since she could not give her happiness, why did she have to give birth to her again? Since she saved her, why didn't she give her a good environment to grow? Why should she be so humble?
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