On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians, and the alley is getting deeper and deeper.

The girl's figure is slender and slim, walking alone in the smoky blue streets, reflecting the light golden sunset, she has a beautiful sense of weakness.

Three big and three thick black figures followed behind her, they were three sturdy men with thick backs, two of them were supporting a sack, and the other was holding a rolling pin with a thick wrist in his hand.

When he was ten steps away from the girl, the person holding the rolling pin suddenly yelled and rushed forward at a speed of 100 meters, aiming the rolling pin in his hand at the girl's slender back.

Halfway through the rush, his figure suddenly stopped strangely, still maintaining a running posture.

The figure of the girl who was walking in front appeared in front of him as quickly as a ghost, and kicked him without hesitation.

People fly.

He flew into the open sack facing the two people behind him.

However, he was too big and heavy, so he flew out wrapped in a sack, and took the other two with him.

...

In a slightly remote house in the imperial capital.

Zhen Fantong was sitting on the grand master's chair with one leg resting on the table in front of him. Two beautiful maids, one was holding his shoulder and the other was rubbing his leg.

And he was eating chicken legs.

The torture rack behind him is full of various instruments of torture.

Steel needles of various sizes, blades, clips, scissors, pepper water, salt, a soldering iron, a whip covered with soft thorns, and... some jade.

After two months of recuperating in bed, and taking daily supplements of delicacies from mountains and seas, Zhen Fantong became round, sitting there like a stone roller.

The ferocious expression made his fat face even more ferocious.

"The dead woman will come later, let's see how I will deal with her! This time, I will definitely let her live or die. There is no way to go to heaven, and no way to go down to earth!"

His personal servant, a thin monkey with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, immediately echoed, "She has caused the prince to be like this, even if she is killed a hundred times, she will not be relieved!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhen Fantong smashed the chicken leg on his face and roared angrily, "What kind of son is this son? What do you want to say? Huh?"

The boy was crying bitterly in his heart: since he became a eunuch, this bullshit son who bombarded him has become more and more distorted and darker in his mind!

Those servants who beat and kick them at every turn, have been studying how to torture people all day long, and the methods of torturing people have become more and more sinister and perverted!

"My son, please calm down! Er Gouzi wants to say that you haven't been out of the house for two months because of that little vicious woman! You used to like to go shopping... shopping!"

Zhen Fantong's face became more and more gloomy and distorted.

He kicked the maid who was rubbing his legs to the ground, "Are you trying to murder my son by squeezing so hard?"

"Come here! Chop off her hand to this son!"

When the maid heard this, her face turned pale with fright, and she fell limp on the ground, kowtowing for mercy.

But she was involuntarily dragged to the torture rack by the two servants, who first gagged her mouth with a cloth ball, then raised the knife and dropped it, blood spattering on the spot.

The maid passed out from the pain.

Zhen Fantong smelled the smell of blood, and the expression on his face was as excited and crazy as a wild animal.

"Lin Wanyue, Lin Wanyue, after a while, I will chop off your fingers one by one, and after chopping off your fingers, chop off your toes."

Ever since Zhen Fantong was given the sunflower sword by Yunran last time, he has hated Yunran completely in his heart.

After two months of fermentation, I saw the injury there every day, and every time I saw it, it was as if I had experienced the Sunflower Sword again. Body and mind, man and soul were all devastated!

The hatred is increasing day by day, until now, I can't wait to peel Yun Ran's tendons, frustrate her bones and turn her into ashes!

He originally thought that he was the eldest son of the Marquis Mansion, the only single Miao Miao, and his father would definitely avenge him for such a big incident. He vented his anger!

Unexpectedly, Marquis Ding'an just comforted him a few words without pain, and then went to the imperial court to beg a few times, but nothing happened afterwards.

Zhen Fantong is depressed! That pair of vicious dogs and men made him like this, and he lost the happiness of the rest of his life! ! And they did nothing!

In a fit of anger, he asked Marquis Ding'an if he was his own?

He also questioned him, did he raise a wild woman and have an illegitimate child outside after so many years of ignoring his son?

He also roared angrily, telling Marquis Ding'an to simply bring his illegitimate son back to inherit the title, and his eldest son is willing to abdicate for the virtuous.

On that day, Marquis Ding'an, who had always been known in the capital for his mild temper, exuded a terrifying evil spirit.

It was a terrifying and dark hostility that could destroy the world and make one's heart tremble.

It directly caused Zhen Fantong, who had been aggressively asking for an explanation, to kneel on the ground with his legs limp, and was so frightened that he lost control of himself...

From that day on, Marquis Ding'an became more and more indifferent to him, and even never set foot in his yard again.

Even Mrs. Lin was completely thrown into the Cold Court.

Although Marquis Ding'an would not stay overnight in her yard before, at least he would go to her place to sit for a while every day, and occasionally had dinner with her.

Originally, Lin thought that Zhen Fantong had been abolished, so the title of Marquis Mansion could not be succeeded by anyone? So he thought that he would be favored by the Marquis of Ding'an and have another son.

As a result, Zhen Fantong made such a fuss, this idea is completely hopeless.

As a result, unconsciously, she also developed a trace of resentment towards Zhen Fantong.

Blaming him for not being up to date, blaming him for causing trouble and making himself a useless person, he continued to be a useless person, and completely angered Marquis Ding'an, causing both mother and son to fall out of favor.

Therefore, when Zhen Fantong complained in front of her one day whether he was born to Marquis Ding'an, Mrs. Lin, who had never touched Zhen Fantong's finger, slapped him directly.

She was strong, and that slap was so powerful that she knocked out two front teeth of the unsuspecting Zhen Fantong!

Since then, the mother-child relationship between the two has also dropped to a freezing point.

Zhen Fantong is now resenting his parents, wishing he could hold a funeral for everyone in the world.

Zhen Fantong looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the door, and kicked Er Gouzi to the ground.

Roaring, "Is Xiong Daxiong Erxiong San his mother's scumbag? It took a long time to catch a little girl and still haven't succeeded? What a **** waste!"

Coincidentally, as soon as he finished cursing, he heard a gust of wind, and a bulging sack whizzed and flew towards the door with a 'bang'.

The tables and chairs in the room shook, and the knives and scissors collided and made hoarse sounds.

Zhen Fantong looked at the sack that fell at the door, it was obviously filled with people.

He was a little angry, "Is it a fool? What if you fall to your death? This son is going to live! Live!"

As he said, he kicked Er Gouzi, "Go and show me, are you still out of breath?"