"That's her. She looks really good-looking. It's a pity that she has the body of a young lady and is doing the job of a courtesan!"
"Who says it's not the case? She's eating from the pot and from the bowl. She actually came to this theater today and met Miss He. I wonder if Miss He will do anything to her!"
"Miss He will definitely do it. Normally, if anyone fantasizes about the Young Marshal, Miss He will find every excuse to drive that person out. Now that she is the Young Marshal's, it would be strange if Miss He doesn't strangle her to death!
"
"It's really possible. It wouldn't be a pity for such a shameless woman to die!"
"The young marshal is just a temporary novelty, but she is very beautiful. If it were a man, he would want to have sex with her on the bed and play with her, but when it comes to being tempted, I don't think it would be possible. If the young marshal really
If you care about her, you won't let the eldest lady deal with her?"
"That's right. I heard that the eldest lady went to see the young marshal yesterday. The young marshal told the eldest lady to give an explanation. Maybe after a while, she will be soaked in a pig cage!"
"You deserve it! This is what happens when she hooks up with a man. Women, it's better to be conservative!"
Zhongqing held the handkerchief in both hands. She heard these words clearly, without missing a word, and her eyes were slightly dazed. In fact, what they said was naturally reasonable. It seemed that her choice was
Unmistakable......
It was indeed like this. The young marshal had a temporary sexual desire, but in the end, she would still be given to the eldest wife by him to be dipped in a pig cage!
Zhong Qing's mind flashed, and she felt a little sad in her heart, so she walked towards He Anyuan.
She didn't say anything, just sat next to He Anyuan.
He Anyuan was lost in thought, with tears in the corners of her eyes. Maybe she was moved by such love. Maybe she was in a boudoir and had never experienced hardships since she was a child. She was always full of fantasies about love. Maybe she thought of the young commander.
, thinking about his own sad things, his face became paler and paler. He grabbed the handkerchief with his fingers and twisted it, and tears fell down.
Zhongqing didn't speak, and she didn't disturb He Anyuan. She was thinking deeply, little by little, thinking about waiting, and if she spoke, she would start talking to her.
Time passed little by little, and the play ended quickly. It took He Anyuan a while to regain her consciousness, her eyes were red, and she wanted to click on another play.
