Ding Wanxin was indeed often spoken to by Zheng Wenxuan, but this was the first time that Zheng Wenxuan hugged her head and slapped her like this. This slap really stunned her, and her eyes went dark for a while.
After regaining consciousness, her maid tried to come over to help him, but was picked up by Zheng Wenxuan and thrown out of the door. Zheng Wenxuan then locked the door.
Ding Wanxin was frightened until she saw Zheng Wenxuan rolled up his sleeves and pulled her hair, and then she burst into tears. Her face was already swollen, and it hurt even more when she cried, "Husband, concubine
I dare not
Now! I listen to my husband, and I will do whatever he tells me to do!" Her small body really couldn't withstand Zheng Wenxuan's two more blows, and he had to knock her out. Ding Wanxin quickly begged for mercy.
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"Are you obedient?" Zheng Wenxuan grabbed Ding Wanxin's hair and pulled her up. In an instant, Ding Wanxin's bun fell apart, and her tears flowed even more fiercely. "Husband, please spare your life! For the sake of it!"
I introduced you to His Highness Prince Chen for your husband’s sake! I beg your husband to spare me..." She felt that Zheng Wenxuan could strangle her to death with one hand... She was really scared!
"Are you really willing to do anything?" Zheng Wenxuan asked with a drunken squint and a breath of alcohol.
"Yes, yes! As long as my husband is happy!" Don't you want to? Ding Wanxin feels that if she disobeys Zheng Wenxuan, he might beat her to death here... She has no backer, and her only backer, Zhou Meijuan, is still in the nunnery... Identity
She is still a concubine. After all, a concubine is just a slave. If she is really beaten to death, I am afraid there will be no one to avenge her...
"Well, you go and put on plain clothes and come over to serve me. You want to dress up like Fu Mingyu! If you look like him, you'll get a reward!" Zheng Wenxuan came closer to Ding Wanxin and smelled her scent, "You're going to dress up like Fu Mingyu!"
It doesn't even taste as good as hers!" After saying that, he let go and pushed Ding Wanxin away in disgust.
Ding Wanxin's face suddenly turned pale, and she understood instantly...
The grievance and humiliation completely soaked her, but she didn't even have the slightest room to resist. This was the Marquis Anding's Mansion, and she couldn't even run out...
Ding Wanxin bit her lip and opened the closet, "Hurry up! Do you want me to find it for you?" Zheng Wenxuan roared, and Ding Wanxin trembled all over.
"It's also a good idea!" After Zheng Wenxuan said it, he felt that what he said made sense, "You don't understand her at all! I only understand her!"
These words cut into Ding Wanxin's heart like a knife, pricking her heart with holes.
"Wear this! She likes colors like this the most... light and elegant!" Zheng Wenxuan quickly pulled out a light lotus-colored dress from Ding Wanxin's wardrobe and threw it on Ding Wanxin's head. Ding Wanxin couldn't help but
Dare to delay, for fear of making Zheng Wenxuan dissatisfied again
Thoughtful, even though her heart was full of pain, she quickly took off her clothes. Just when she was left with only the small clothes inside, she was hit hard by Zheng Wenxuan and pressed directly against the door panel of the cabinet.
Liang, the little clothes have been torn off by Zheng Wenxuan...
Ding Wanxin was trembling with fear. She wanted to turn around helplessly, "Husband, please allow me to wear the clothes you chose..."
"What to wear!" Zheng Wenxuan covered Ding Wanxin's head with his clothes, "Tell me who you are!"
"I am Ding..." Ding Wanxin's eyesight went dark, her face was covered by clothes, and she couldn't see outside. She could only feel Zheng Wenxuan's big hands wandering around her body. Not only did she not resist this kind of thing, but she also liked it very much.
, but this time she felt chilled and scared...
As soon as the word "D" came out, her neck was stuck by Zheng Wenxuan, "Think about it before you talk!" Zheng Wenxuan's voice rang in her ears, and Ding Wanxin could feel the seriousness in the voice through her clothes.
"I am Fu Mingyu!" After Ding Wanxin said this, her tears fell down. Fortunately, Zheng Wenxuan couldn't see her because of her clothes.
Her body was suddenly hit from behind, and a huge pain spread throughout her body. Zheng Wenxuan actually used force...
"You're crying!" Zheng Wenxuan shouted while rushing into her and grabbing her neck, "Bitch! Who do you think you are!"
"I am Fu Mingyu!" Ding Wanxin cried harder, her voice was a little hoarse. Zheng Wenxuan's actions were undoubtedly a form of torture for her...
"Yes! You are that bitch Fu Mingyu!" Zheng Wenxuan was drunk, and he shouted with all his strength, "You are just a bitch! You must marry that scoundrel Qin Rui!"
He pinched the skin on Ding Wanxin's body with all his strength, and it hurt so much that Ding Wanxin couldn't help but dodge, "Please forgive me!" Zheng Wenxuan saw that the more Ding Wanxin struggled, the more energetic he became, and he shouted.
"Please husband!" Ding Wanxin dared not to do as she was told.
"Tell me who you are!" Zheng Wenxuan said angrily.
"I, Fu Mingyu, beg your husband to spare me!" Ding Wanxin cried.
"Bitch!" Zheng Wenxuan felt so proud in his heart! It was as if what he was pinching was really Fu Mingyu's waist...
Ding Wanxin's crying continued for most of the night, until her throat finally became hoarse...it didn't stop completely...
It took Fu Mingyu three or four days to recover from his illness before he was truly cured and felt comfortable all over.
She was feeding goldfish by the pond, and Mrs. Wang came over with an almanac.
"It seems that everything is really well!" Mrs. Wang looked at Fu Mingyu and saw that she had a rosy complexion and was in good spirits. She said with a smile, "After recovering from the illness, let's see how the day goes!"
"What day?" Fu Mingyu handed the fish food in his hand to Xinrui without knowing it, and helped his wife Wang to sit on the bench beside the water pavilion.
"Look at you kid! You have been accused of getting married, so naturally you have to choose a good day to get married!" Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "In the past few days since you have been ill, I have gone to the palace to see the Queen Mother and asked
Ask her what her opinion is on your wedding date, and she will listen to you! Shouldn't I come to see you now?" said Mrs. Wang, patting the almanac on her hand.
"Ah!" Fu Mingyu's face suddenly turned red, "Little aunt, what are you in such a hurry for?" She gave Wang a gentle push.
"It's not that I'm anxious. I wish I could keep you for a few years! It's the people next door who are anxious. Ever since the wedding was announced, they sent people to ask questions every day, as if they were afraid that we would hide you and refuse to marry you.
!I can’t stand their urging
I was so excited that I asked Mrs. Ding Guogong to check the date. It turned out that she was very kind. I just handed over the message in the morning, and this almanac came in the afternoon. There were also a few circles drawn on it, which was her.
I’ll come over on a few selected days to ask for your opinion!”