Her whole body arched up due to the sudden cruel torture, but she was held down firmly by Count Edson's big hands with a cold and angry face.
"Let me go..."
All the struggles turned into low whimpering in front of such a strong and terrifying man. Her beautiful and pale face lay on the silky satin quilt, gasping and curled up, trembling, delicate and painful.
The earth was forced to bear his attack.
The attack seems to never stop...
Moreover, this time it was even crazier and rougher than before. Murong Yao'er could only make a whimper from her throat and could not even cry.
Her whole body arched up in response to the sudden cruel torture, but she was held down by Count Edson with a cold and angry face, and she was forced to bear his attack in a delicate and painful manner.
It hurts, it hurts...
"Bad guy! Bad guy!" Murong Lie suddenly shouted, he cried and shouted: "You are bad, bully mommy, you are the worst bad guy! Let go of my mommy! Let go of my mommy!"
He rushed forward, his little hands passed through the layers of silky and wonderful bed curtains, trying to pull Earl Edson off, and pull down Earl Edson who was cruelly torturing him.
The furious Earl Edson heard his cries and Murong Yao'er's suppressed sobs and sobs. The veins on his forehead were beating faintly, and he waved his hand suddenly and shook her away.
Murong Lie rushed forward.
"ah!"
Murong Lie was just a child less than three years old. When he was thrown away with such force, he screamed and fell against the wall with a bang, and then fainted.
Murong Yao'er's delicate body, unable to move due to pain, kept struggling fiercely in such an accident, and her beautiful face was already covered with traces of tears.
Finally, unable to bear the dual physical and mental torture, she fainted with a pale face under Count Edson's brutal attacks.
The bed curtains are still fluttering gracefully, like the gentlest and most romantic waves, gently blowing through the air and spreading out arcs.
However, on the gorgeous antique carved bed, an almost violent love was going on.
Count Edson, who has voluptuous golden hair, has blue eyes full of violent anger, and beads of sweat are constantly flowing down his white skin due to the intense movements.
And underneath him, Murong Yao'er, who had a clear and beautiful face like an Oriental, was firmly occupied and violated by him, and she had passed out, her pale little face covered with traces of tears.
Her white and slender shoulders were already covered with claw marks left by Earl Edson in his passion, and her smooth skin was also dotted with red marks.
Earl Edson looked at her with cold blue eyes, his expression was so unattainable, arrogant and noble, and he didn't put anyone in his eyes.
But contrary to his cold appearance, are his extremely hot movements.
Now and then, now and then, the curtains on the antique bed kept swaying and fluttering with his movements, forming an extremely beautiful and cold scene.
And in the corner of this bedroom, beside the corner outlined with gold lines, a little boy was lying there, with a stream of bright red blood slowly flowing from his black hair, which was the injury caused by being hit by the wall.
He closed his eyes tightly, his round and lovely face seemed to still contain the reluctance, pain and doubts before coma, and his little body fainted motionless.
…
**The night is still so dark.
The ink is usually too thick to melt.
Murong Lie's seaside villa.
On the bed, Murong Lie was still immersed in nightmares, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.
He closed his eyes tightly, his thick eyebrows raised in pain, and his body turned uneasily because of the horror of the dream. The pure black silk quilt finally slipped while he was turning, and fell to the beige wool carpet in the bedroom.
...a long dream.
U.K.
Edson Castle.
When was that?
It was about three months after he was thrown out by Count Edson and hit the wall and fainted.
Tragedy finally happened...
The blood-red memories slowly unfolded again in the dream, becoming a black hole that swallowed him.
...With a "pop" sound, a young woman wearing a lavender dress and a purple ribbon tied around her wrist was pushed hard and fell to the ground.
As she fell, a waterfall of black hair also poured down from her shoulders, making her drooping petite face even more pale as snow.
"Cough, cough..."
She covered her pale lips and coughed violently. She coughed out blood with a "cough" sound.
The bright red blood seeped out from between her slender white fingers, and soon dyed her fingers red, which looked really horrifying.
But the man who pushed her remained unmoved.
He stood there coldly and looked at her coldly.
He is extremely tall and has a noble and arrogant temperament, a typical British aristocratic style.
At this time, he was wearing a navy blue hunting suit, black riding boots, and holding a riding crop in his hand. He looked like he had returned from hunting.
He is extremely handsome, with beautiful blond hair that reflects extremely dazzling light in the sun. His eyes, as blue as the sea, are full of arrogance and indifference. At this moment, these eyes are even more filled with a feeling that makes people feel deep in their hearts.
A chilling air.
The noble lady sitting on the luxurious purple sofa in the hall witnessed all this, with a sneer on her lips, but she raised her slender jade finger wearing a dazzling diamond bracelet, and covered the same finger with a hand painted with bright red nail polish.
Her bright red lips and shockingly gorgeous face showed an exaggerated look of surprise.
"Oh, Earl, you want to bring this woman back who ran off with a man with her son? Don't you think she has stained your eyes?"
Like the count, she had stunning blue eyes like sea water, but what flashed in these eyes were filled with gloating and barely concealed jealousy and hatred.
"Earl, in your capacity, and as your wife, I shouldn't ask too many questions, but... is such a woman worth your efforts to arrest her and her bastard son? How much do you want?
Isn’t it easy to become a mistress? Isn’t it?”
Earl Edson did not look at her. He looked at the young woman in purple who fell on the ground with hatred in his cold eyes, with red blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, and slowly tightened the corners of her lips.
"From now on, she will reward you and become your maid."
he said coldly.
The corners of Countess Edson's mouth raised in pleasure, and her blue eyes were filled with the joy of revenge.
She has finally waited for this day!
With a slight smile on her beautiful face, she unceremoniously accepted this miserable and pitiful oriental woman who was demoted from the earl's mistress to a maid.
"What about the count, and the Chinese man who dared to elope with your mistress? By the way, there are also the children born to this woman..."
The young woman in purple, who had her head lowered, immediately raised her head when she heard this. Her big eyes were full of resentment as she looked at the man sitting on the luxurious purple sofa, with a dignified smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with evil intentions.
The beautiful countess.
This young woman in purple is Murong Yao'er.
Countess Edson knew that what she cared about most was her little bastard son, but she was also stunned for a second by the hatred in such a pair of big, dark eyes.
Then she saw a deep whip mark on Murong Yao'er's fair cheek - such a deep whip mark showed how much strength the count had used at that time.
Moreover, in addition to the dirt on that pure and beautiful face when being chased by the Earl, there were also bright red bloodshot streaks at the corners of the mouth. It looked really pathetic!
The more Countess Edson looked at this face, the happier she felt.
If you didn't hate it deeply, why would you do such a heavy hand?
If he vomits blood, it must be the Count's fault.
Haha, the smile in Countess Edson's eyes was deeper and more gloating - Murong Yao'er, this hateful oriental woman who fell from the sky, appeared inexplicably, and inexplicably stole all the count's attention, finally has this day!
Now, there is no count to protect her, and he has rewarded her as his maid, which shows that the count really hates her.
That’s right, which man can endure cuckolding?
What's more, he was always so arrogant, so noble, and arrogant.
He will not forgive her!
Hehe, hehe!
Countess Edson looked at these big clear and dark eyes, seeing that this damn love rival had been reduced to this, still so beautiful, and even felt an indescribable sadness and weakness.
The gorgeous and noble Countess Edson had never seen such a woman in her life, and she could not explain why this unique oriental charm and temperament could be so attractive to men.
However, she was certain of one thing: no matter how weak this oriental woman acted, Earl Edson would never protect her.
Oh, wait to bear everything I give you!
Murong Yao'er.
** Murong Lie turned uneasily on the bed again. No matter how pleasant the warm fragrance emitted from the exquisite antique incense burner on the table, it could not stop the terrifying scene in his dream...
Edson Castle.
Murong Yao'er was wearing the uniform black and white maid uniform in the castle, and was walking down the stairs with difficulty carrying a heavy antique flowerpot carved from pure stone.
The poppies growing in the flowerpot were so delicate and beautiful, which made her face look as pale as snow, and her whole body was crumbling.
Her steps staggered, and her already injured and weak body was about to fall.
However, she had to endure a job that was one hundred times more arduous and one hundred times harder than that of other maids.
Because that person is still in the dungeon of Edson Castle.
Ariel is also still in the hands of Earl Edson.
The man she had let down, her fiancé, no matter how tortured she was, she would keep him alive.
Because she owes him so much.
He did not believe that she disappeared out of thin air, and refused to accept other women introduced to him by his parents. In order to find her, he almost lost all his family property.