Master Tang stepped in from the outside with a smile on his face. He opened the folding fan in his hand and glanced at Penghao with disgust. This girl was the most annoying. She always ruined his good deeds. He had long disliked her.
If it weren't for her, he and Li Zi would be happier. She would be screaming on the side.
"Madam, you are so beautiful today. Where can you go after dressing up? But it's too late."
"Death, don't bother me. It's so late, where will I be? I'm preparing for tomorrow's poetry meeting. You see how I look in this one. Come here and bring me the clothes."
Zi Ji put down the fragrant tea in her hand and called to Penghao.
Zi Ji clearly knows that a man's mouth is sweet, but his heart is really sweet. But, which woman in this world doesn't like to hear nice words? No way, she just likes this about him. This is also an injustice, right?
"Yes, ma'am."
Penghao lowered her head, walked to the young lady, and unfolded her clothes. The pure white clothes and the bright red plum blossoms were either complex or simple, with a natural style and fragrance. It was like walking into a plum forest in winter.
"It's beautiful, not bad, I like it."
The young lady smiled happily.
This ugly minion has a good job.
"Really? Yeah, it looks great on my wife."
Master Tang smiled maliciously and leaned close to his wife. With an inadvertent touch of his hand, the fragrant tea bowl on the table overturned. The water suddenly poured onto the snow-white skirt, leaving an ugly tea stain on it.
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"You slave, why are you so blind?"
Before everyone could recover, Master Tang turned around and slapped Penghao. Penghao didn't take precautions and was slapped. He didn't have time to take back the hand holding the clothes.
hiss,
There was a terrible sound. The clothes as thin as cicada wings were torn apart. Oh my God,
Penghao's face suddenly turned pale.
Such a high-end snow silk thin dress, but she couldn't afford to pay for it after selling it.
It's over, today, she is really dead. No one can save her.
"You despicable slave, you dare to tear off my wife's clothes. I will beat you to death."
Master Tang kicked Penghao down, kicking and stomping around.
Blood flowed from Penghao's mouth and nose.
Her head suddenly became dizzy, and the sky turned pitch black in her sight. When she lost her last consciousness, she heard a soft scolding.
"That's enough, don't dirty my place." "Madam."
"Okay, pull it down. Don't make my house dirty."
"Pull down, Madam asked you to pull down, didn't you hear?"
"Master, pull?"
"I still have to ask, so let's go to the woodshed first. Wait until Madam recovers tomorrow, and then let Madam handle it."
In her last consciousness, Penghao felt a sharp pain piercing her heart. She was lifted up by several hands and experienced a bump. Finally, there was another sharp pain and she was thrown onto a pile of dry firewood.
Several sharp sticks of firewood pierced the clothes on her back, and she felt severe pains all over her body. Finally, she fainted from the terrible pain.