And Feng Muran looked at He Lian Shuiruo's expression of excitement and wandering around various stalls. He couldn't help but shook his head and said with emotion: "Women's terrible nature..."
Hearing this, the others couldn't help but roll their eyes at Feng Muran. Before meeting Nangong Yueyao, this guy couldn't even tell the difference between men and women, but now he has the nerve to say it like he's been among a hundred flowers.
Women’s nature?
Everyone couldn't help but secretly give Feng Muran a middle finger.
But here, the five people were walking and chatting together, and they were extremely harmonious.
However, on the other side, after morning arrived, Nangong Feihong opened her eyes and groaned in pain. Nangong Feihong woke up leisurely, looking at the big red bed and the room covered with the word "Happy", and her memories came back bit by bit.
Got into the head.
Nangong Feihong couldn't help but laugh at herself. She never thought that Ouyang Ruitian would be such a beast.
I thought I would meet a beloved man who would be kind to me. Unfortunately, God was blind and made me see the wrong person.
A dressed-up beast like Ouyang Ruitian has wasted his good skin.
Thinking of having to serve tea to Baron Ouyang and Mrs. Pinhua this morning, Nangong Feihong finally tried his best to hold himself up. Enduring the pain of tearing his lower body and the pain of being whipped all over his body, Nangong Feihong stood up.
, he invited the girl outside the door to come over and wash and purify himself.
Two maids walked in from outside the door. Their expressions did not change when they saw Nangong Feihong's whip marks all over his body. They were obviously used to it.
When Nangong Feihong saw this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth. The entire Baron Ouyang Mansion knew that Ouyang Ruitian was such a beast.
Or maybe, the entire upper class knew about it. Only the ladies in the family who treated me like this didn't know anything about it.
Thinking like this, Nangong Feihong couldn't help but become more and more resentful.
Nangong Yueyao, you must have done this on purpose. You didn’t interfere with me by joining. How could I, Nangong Feihong, end up like this?
And his father, Nangong Zhengfeng, even knew that this was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, but he still withdrew himself. Just for the honor and interests of his family.
Nangong Feihong felt that hatred was like thousands of ants, densely crawling all over her heart, gnawing at her heart day and night.
A day without revenge will make you feel uncomfortable.
So Nangong Feihong no longer cared about her injuries, but learned to be patient. What's more, what can you do if you can't bear it? In the eyes of others, she was a wealthy lady who got a good husband despite her disfigurement.
The suffering involved is simply unspeakable and cannot be explained to outsiders.
Thinking about it, Nangong Feihong didn't go into details. She just looked at herself in the mirror and smiled coldly. She put on the veil to cover her face and went to greet her parents-in-law.
Arriving at the main hall, Nangong Feihong saw her parents-in-law, Baron Ouyang, Ouyang Chengjun, and Mrs. Pinhua, drinking tea and chatting together in a loving manner.
Nangong Feihong walked over, Yingying knelt down in front of Ouyang Chengjun, and offered the tea cup in her hand: "Feihong is late, please forgive me. Father, please have tea."
Ouyang Chengjun seemed not to notice and continued chatting with Mrs. Pinhua. Nangong Feihong couldn't help but clenched his teeth and swallowed all the anger in his stomach.