Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

"Of course there is a difference." Wan Fengnian said: "I paid the money, and you are mine, just like buying a maid or a slave."

"That's nonsense!" said Lu Ziqing.

Wan Fengnian raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes wandering freely over his body, finally stopping on that slightly red face.

"Here, the only thing you can do is be obedient and serve me. Don't even think about anything else. It's not safe."

"Serve you?"

Lu Ziqing closed his eyes, steadied his breath, and spoke in a dragging voice.

"If you tie me up, won't that mean you're serving me? You've spent money on it, so wouldn't that be a loss?"

Wan Fengnian filtered out these words, smiled like an old fox, reached out to touch his cheek, and gently slid down along the corner of his lips.

Lu Ziqing turned away in disgust, but Wan Fengnian ignored him and quickly opened one side of his clothes with two fingers, revealing a small piece of smooth and white skin.

"Such beautiful skin." Wan Fengnian moved closer, closed his eyes and took a deep sniff, "You smell so good."

Seeing these words and actions, Lu Ziqing immediately got goose bumps all over his body and suddenly swung his hands out.

Wan Fengnian was knocked down on the bed, and the two jade balls in his hands rolled down and bounced onto the floor behind the screen with a "dong dong dong" sound.

He didn't expect that this beauty, with her hands and feet tied, had so much strength despite her young age, and he immediately became excited.

Lu Ziqing gathered all his strength to struggle against the rope, but just as he exerted his strength, Wan Fengnian suddenly half stood up, pulled him down, pressed his shoulders hard, and said harshly.

"You are the strongest woman I have ever seen. However, I quite like your fierceness. It is fresher and more interesting than those people before."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and moved closer to Lu Ziqing's face.

Lu Ziqing's hair stood on end when he heard this, and he felt nauseous. He felt suffocated by the old man, so he turned his face away and suddenly pushed his knees up.

Wan Fengnian screamed, bent his back to cover his lower body, and buried his head in his shoulder and shouted.

Lu Ziqing pursed his lips and pulled his hands out with all his strength. While he was in pain, he suddenly hit Wan Fengnian's face several times with both hands.

Wan Fengnian screamed in pain, and his eyes and cheeks were bleeding.

A person who doesn't know martial arts can't withstand a few heavy punches from a skilled martial artist. After just a few hits, he was already wilted and his head was buzzing.

Lu Ziqing moved his body outward, and the man on his body followed him slowly, and he hit the old man on the back of the neck with another heavy hammer.

This time he seemed to have been knocked unconscious, lying there motionless.

He struggled to move himself and sat up, struggling with the rope, but it was useless after struggling for a long time. His body became hotter and hotter, his mouth was dry, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"boom--"

The door outside was slammed open with a bang. Lu Ziqing was frightened and trembled. He subconsciously reacted and thought that it was the thugs from the manor who came in.

He glanced around and found no useful sharp weapon in front of him except the bed and the screen.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Lu Ziqing had no choice but to jump to the side of the screen. As the footsteps got closer, he gradually smelled a bloody smell.

His heart tightened, and the ominous thought of "the princess was killed" came to his mind. His heart was beating wildly, and the heat in his body was amplified twice.

The princess is dead? What should we do? What will happen to Xiao Yan and Lang Si?

Lu Ziqing's ears were buzzing so loudly that he could hardly hear the footsteps that were so close to him. He only saw a black shadow flashing before his eyes, and half of the bloody blade was revealed.

It's now!

He raised his hand and swung it to the side, but missed the target and was blocked by the palm. At the same time, because he used too much force, his feet were tied and his center of gravity was unstable, so his body fell outward along with the screen.

At the critical moment, he suddenly fell into a strong and cold embrace, and then the screen hit the ground with a "bang".

When Lu Ziqing raised his eyes, he was met with a familiar and stern face. He responded in surprise.

"Master Hou?"

There were still drops of water hanging on the two strands of soft hair on Xiao Yan's forehead, which dripped onto the corners of Lu Ziqing's mouth and slowly slid down to the exposed collarbone.

He hugged the person who seemed to be burning hot in his arms, and his eyes couldn't help but wander, but he soon found that he was looking at something he shouldn't be looking at.

Xiao Yan coughed lightly and stood at attention.

"It's me." He glanced at Lu Ziqing's flushed face and disheveled clothes. "You?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Xiao Yan cut the ropes on Lu Ziqing's hands and feet and just listened to him.

"I thought it was someone from the manor who killed the princess. Luckily it was you."

Xiao Yan walked to the bedside, turned the person lying on the bed over, and his face was immediately filled with shock.

"A Year of Great Harvest?"

Lu Ziqing felt like there was a fire burning in his heart, it was hot and his mouth and throat were dry and hot.

He swallowed secretly and tied the man up while enduring the pain.

"Who is Wan Fengnian?"

Xiao Yan took the rope and did it himself, saying, "Inspector Censor, the father of Imperial Concubine Wan."

"What?" Lu Ziqing sat on the edge of the bed, panting softly, "He's actually the Imperial Concubine's father? He's in such a high position and power, I never thought he would do such a wicked thing."

Xiao Yan tied the man up, and Lu Ziqing immediately urged him, "Hurry up, the princess is upstairs."

A spacious room on the third floor, unlike the warm and cozy rooms downstairs, was cold and smelled of rust, mixed with a hint of blood.

Hanging on the side wall were iron chains, whips, iron collars...all sorts of objects that looked like torture instruments.

Xining's hands were tied to the hook ropes on both sides, his feet were also tied, and his outer clothes were open to reveal the white bellyband underneath.

She sobbed and cried, tears streaming down her face as she struggled with the ropes.

A young man with a blue-gray back approached Xining with a whip in his hand. His fingertips pressed on her lips and slowly slid down to the edge of her bellyband.

Then a low and evil laugh was heard, and he spoke softly.

"Don't be afraid, my beauty. You will feel comfortable soon. I have all the treasures here. I will definitely make you feel like you are in heaven."

Tears welled up in Xining's vicious eyes, and she slammed her head forward. The man cried out in pain, rubbed his forehead hard, and scolded him.

"I'm quite a strong woman, so I'll let you taste how strong this whip is."

"boom--"

He was about to raise his whip to attack when he heard the door behind him being slammed open. He turned around and saw Wan Cheng'an.

Yang Zhounan walked in with a murderous look on his face, knife in hand, and said in surprise, "It's you!"

When Wan Cheng'an saw the person coming, he dropped his whip as if he had seen a ghost, picked up a roll of iron chain on the wall, stepped sideways, and threw it forward, then turned around, pushed the window and jumped out.

Yang Zhounan jumped down and Xiao Yan hurried in. Seeing Xining in such a miserable state, he immediately untied the cloth on her mouth.

Xining looked at the familiar face in front of her, and the fear and grievance that had been suppressed in her heart suddenly burst out, and she burst into tears unrestrainedly.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Xiao Yan deftly untied the ropes on Xining's hands and feet, hugged her, and wrapped her open clothes tightly.

He hugged the person who was sobbing tightly, and touched her head to comfort her like an old father comforting his child.

"Don't be afraid, the princess is fine. Let's go home."