Chapter 1 Forced Marriage

"I'll ask you one more question, are you going to marry or not!" The rough and cold male voice exploded in Xia Zian's ears. She slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a handsome but hideous man. face.

There was a sharp pain in his body, his neck was strangled by the person in front of him, and his chest felt as if it was going to explode.

Her eyes froze, what's going on? Isn't she dead? She remembered that she was betrayed by her boss, shot five times in the body, and was already dead.

Immediately, some memories poured into her mind, not her memories.

Before Zian could recover, she was slapped hard on the face, which made her dizzy and staring at her eyes.

A bloody taste rose from her mouth, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt the burning pain on her back, she raised her head suddenly, fury was burning in her eyes, and the remaining memory in her mind told her that the original owner was beaten to death with a stick just now Only in the next day, she was able to time travel and resurrect on the original owner.

"Answer me, will you marry King Liang?"

There was another angry question, accompanied by a harsh slap on the face. The person who hit her was the current prince Murongqiao.

A green figure rushed over, opened the Murong Bridge, and cried, "Your Highness, don't embarrass my sister. Although my father was drunk that day, he did wrongly betroth me to His Royal Highness Liang. It is really embarrassing to ask my sister to marry me instead." Besides, my sister has always yearned for you, Your Highness, if you force her like this, won't you be forcing her to death?" The person who came, Lihua with rain, looked delicate, was Xia Zi'an's concubine Xia Wan'er.

Seeing this, Murong Qiao was very distressed, and immediately let go of Zian, and instead supported Xia Wan'er.

The air quickly returned to Zian's chest, and she took in big mouthfuls, dispelling the breath of death.

Zian stood up staggeringly, but the pain in her body made her gasp, she couldn't stand steadily, her legs gave way and fell to the ground again, the residual memory in her mind and the conversation between the two made her judge immediately the situation at hand.

The original owner's father, who was the current prime minister, drank with His Royal Highness Liang Wang a month ago, and agreed to His Royal Highness Liang's request to marry Xia Wan'er when he was drunk.

After the prime minister sobered up, he regretted endlessly. How could Xia Waner, the concubine daughter of Mrs. Linglong, the most beloved concubine in his life, be willing to marry her to the cruel King Liang?

Xia Wan'er also cried and refused to marry, because she had long been in love with the prince, and she was going to be the prince's concubine.

The prime minister had no choice but to force his daughter Xia Zi'an to marry the king of Liang.

Although Xia Zi'an is a legitimate daughter, she never enjoyed the honor of a legitimate daughter in the prime minister's mansion, and her mother was even more disgusted by the prime minister.

The original owner Xia Zi'an naturally refused to agree to be married, so Xia Wan'er cried to the prince Murongqiao.

What happened in the yard just now poured into Zian's mind one by one. Murong Qiao not only forced her to marry Liang Wang with the people of the prime minister's mansion, but also tortured her. She could even hear the original owner Xia Zi'an dying. The begging before and the bloody sky before her death.

Xia Zian was full of anger, Murong Qiao looked at her contemptuously, and kicked her: "You are worthy of yearning for me? Bah, even if you are given to me as a concubine, I will not want you."

Xia Zi'an had already been tortured, and this kick was merciless, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood. She clenched her fists, and the fury in her eyes became more and more blazing.

She tried to stand up, but the injuries on her body were so severe that even if she moved, her body hurt like tears.

Xia Wan'er stepped forward weakly, and continued with a guilty expression: "Sister, I'm sorry, I promised you that I would not have any unreasonable thoughts about His Royal Highness, but the word love is really uncontrollable. The more you suppress your yearning for His Royal Highness, the deeper this yearning will become, and the more you can't extricate yourself, forgive me for having to ignore your warning to me."

Xia Wan'er's expression was really pitiful, but Xia Zian knew what she was like in private.

Murong Qiao was furious, "How dare you stop Wan'er from being with Ben Gong? A woman like you is really vicious."

Xia Wan'er quickly grabbed Murong Qiao's hand, choked up and said, "Your Highness, don't blame my sister. A younger sister shouldn't fight with her. It's my fault, I couldn't control my feelings..."

Murong Qiao said: "Wan'er, don't say any more, you are too soft-hearted to be bullied by her all the time."

Xia Wan'er looked at Xia Zian who was in a state of embarrassment below, with a hint of sinisterness flashing in her eyes, but she said in a pleading tone: "Sister, please grant me and Your Highness the Crown Prince, my sister will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."

Zi'an sucked in the air, and watched the two show affectionately as if there was no one else present, feeling bored in her heart. She is a military doctor of the special service team in modern times, and she is a straightforward and cheerful person, and she doesn't bother to talk to such a scheming, hypocritical and disgusting person.

The remaining memory in her mind told her that King Liang's legs were disabled, and he was cruel by nature. Although he did not marry a concubine, there were more than ten concubines in the mansion, and half of these concubines were disabled. One can imagine, What kind of life did they live in the palace.

The original owner probably knew this, so he was unwilling to marry King Liang.

Zian resisted the pain, tried his best, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "Will you use my life's happiness to fulfill you? You are really shameless!"

When Murong Qiao heard this, he suddenly became furious, and looked at Mrs. Linglong, Xia Wan'er's mother, who was sitting on a chair in front of the porch, "Will it be better if you don't fight?"

Mrs. Linglong has been watching, and she is really anxious. If Xia Zian does not agree, her daughter Wan'er will marry that evil ghost of King Liang. Today, the prince came to put pressure on her. She thought Xia Zian would agree. , but unexpectedly tortured again and again, just refused to let go.

Now that she heard His Highness's order, she couldn't hold back her anger anymore, and said sharply: "Come on, hit me, hit me hard, until she agrees."

As soon as Madam Linglong gave an order, two rough servants held Zian down, and the sound of sticks fell on Xia Zian's back, beating her until her skin was ripped open and her flesh was bloody.

Eight years of working as an agent had trained her steel-like will. She gritted her teeth and endured the humiliation and beatings that did not belong to her. Bones are broken.

Neither Mrs. Linglong nor Murongqiao expected Xia Zian to be so hard-spoken. Linglong was so annoyed that she didn't care to maintain her dignity. She stepped down quickly, grabbed the hair on Zi'an's forehead with one hand, and pulled her head up vigorously. He said viciously: "If you refuse to agree, you will seek your own death."

Zi'an let out a piss, and spat blood on Mrs. Linglong's face. Mrs. Linglong was so angry that she grabbed her hair and pressed her head hard to the ground, and stepped on the back of her head with her feet, "I'll let you Be tough, let you be tough!"

Murong Qiao said coldly: "Why are you still talking nonsense with her? If she doesn't agree, then follow the prime minister's previous plan to divorce her mother for the crime of adultery, and look at Yuan's being divorced for such an unbearable crime." Go to the mansion, can you still live?"

Zi'an was furious, and amidst the rage, there was a hint of heartache. This was not her emotion, but the emotion left in the brain and heart of the original owner. It can be imagined that the only thing the original owner could not let go of before his death was her mother, Yuan Shi. .

In a coma, Zian only heard a majestic voice slowly sounding, "Tomorrow is the wedding, and if you hurt me a little more, I will carry you to the sedan chair in a coma. What King Liang wants is only the daughter of the prime minister's mansion as the concubine, as for her being disabled in the future." If it's still disfigured, King Liang won't care."

Zi'an memorized this voice firmly, and her experience as an agent told her that this voice should be the original owner's father, Prime Minister Xia.

The poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, this Prime Minister Xia is not as good as a pig or a dog.

A harsh stick fell on her back again, and finally, she passed out.

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