The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Nalan Feixue's sleeves were lifted, but she only saw snow-white smooth skin, where there were traces of whip.

Pandan was sweating, and her eyes were full of panic and disbelief, "No... impossible! I saw it with my own eyes, did you all see it with your own eyes?"

Nalan Feixue was still suffering from pain all over her face. She was tearfully pulling Nalan Zhengze's clothes, "Father, save me, I'm so hurt, so hurt... it's all the sluts. Me, father, you have to rule for me!"

She was crying miserably, but her face was ruddy, her aura fluctuated smoothly, and she didn't have any scars on her body. It looked like a seriously injured patient.

Nalan Zhengze is a Sipin physician. Is he wrong to see if a person is injured?

At this time, I felt that I was being fooled, and I was immediately annoyed and angry, so I flung away Nalan Feixue's hand fiercely: "Shut up, are you still addicted to being fooled?"

They said to the servants who pointed to Nalan Feixue, "What are you still doing stunned? Don't you take your young lady down, is it not shameful enough to stay here?"

The servants were panic-stricken, where they dared to delay, and quickly helped Nalan Feixue who was still crying back.

Mai Xiang glanced at the dull look of Pandan, and said with a flat mouth: "Miss, I think we should go back, although the other courtyard is shabby and shabby, but at least no one will give you anger."

"So many people in this house don't like you, and even a maid can frame you casually. I don't think it makes much sense to stay with you."

Nalan Zhengze heard his face sinking heavily, and swept his gaze to Xianglan, and said with a deep voice: "Come here, drag this girl who framed the master down, and smash Dantian to me, the stick is killed!"

Pandan shuddered violently, raising her head in disbelief.

To the cold and cruel eyes of Shang Nalan Zhengze, fear suddenly surged like a tide.

"Master, Master, help! I will never dare again! I will never dare again, please beg my lord and young master to spare me!"

Pandan desperately rushed to Nalan Ziyun for help.

Nalan Ziyun's face was also a bit ugly, but she said helplessly: "You offended the three sisters, please beg me to be useless. But I think the three sisters Bodhisattva's heart will certainly be forgiving and forgiving."

When Pandan heard the words, she immediately understood, turned to Puxi, knelt in front of her and kept slaps at herself, "Miss Three, all the slave ladies and ghosts are obsessed with their minds. Only then will Ms. Three be framed. Forgive me, oooo...Miss Three!

Suxi looked at Nalan Ziyun with a smile, and slowly said: "The younger brother is really a bodhisattva, and even a maid is willing to plead for her. Just when the sister was just wronged, why didn't you say something for her sister? ?"

Nalan Ziyun didn't have time to say anything, Nalan Zhengze's face immediately became more ugly, coldly said: "What are you still doing stunned, don't hurry me to drag this cheap maid down! Don't let Miss Three look disgusted again !"

Soon there was a little man from Naran who rushed up and dragged down Pandan who was screaming, crying, and cursing.

Nalan Ziyun looked at the disappearing direction of Pandan, his eyes darkened, and his resentment against Puxi deepened a bit.

Nalan Zhengze looked to Puxi. At this time, his eyes were already kind. "Puxi, now that you have returned to Nalan, you will naturally be the third lady of Nalan.