The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 844 Chapter 844

When she thought of this, she fell to her knees, hugged Song Youan's calves, tilted her face up, and tears fell down her face, "Master, have you forgotten? You call our young lady sister!"

"roll--"

Song Youan was so panicked that he didn't understand what was said. "You little bitch, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Lotus shook her head repeatedly, "Master, help me! Have you forgotten your wife? You are from the same family. You called her sister in the backyard during the emperor's birthday banquet! Today our young wife is missing, and the male masters of the Zhenguo Mansion are all busy with the old prince's funeral in the front yard. We maids have nowhere to turn to for help!"

Song Youan raised his fist, but suddenly froze before it hit Hehua's face.

"What did you say? Pei An's wife...your young lady?"

He Hua cried and nodded repeatedly, "Master, help me! In the huge Prince An's Mansion, our young mistress disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the maid who followed her also disappeared. There is a thief in Longen Temple who wants to kill our mistress. Today..."

"Your Majesty, your young lady was talking to me, and you, a little girl, were standing beside her?"

Lotus couldn't stop crying, but she nodded heavily, "Sir, you misunderstood our young lady and thought she was up to something bad. But after a few words, you thought the lady was honest and turned around to call our young lady sister..."

At this point, He Hua kowtowed heavily, "Master, help me! The eldest daughter of the Jin family wants to harm our young lady. We are extremely cautious, but we still cannot escape her calculations. What happened today must be related to her——"

Of course it is related!

He Hua didn't see that Song Youan's shoulders suddenly fell down, and he murmured to himself, "It's my sister..."

Mockery surged up from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, Song Youan closed his eyes and thought to himself, Song Youan, oh, Song Youan, you are really unworthy of being a human being!

Lotus seemed to know that Song Youan had softened her heart, and she knelt in the snow, speaking unscrupulously to the young lady, "She mentioned you many times, and even told the fourth young master that it would be such a blessing to hear you play the pipa again in the future. Young master, please help me."

After the words were spoken, no one responded.

The heavy snow fell, and in an instant both of their hair turned white. One was standing, and the other was kneeling, like snowmen.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lotus felt hopeless.

She also ran out of energy, her whole body limp, one hand grasping the collar of Lotus's dress, "Get up!"

"Sir?"

Song Youan grabbed her and walked back quickly, crossing the garden and coming to the entrance of a deserted courtyard, "Go and have a look for yourself!"

He looked at the closed gate and thought, maybe it's too late.

Suddenly, a woman appeared on the wall, "Lotus! Catch me!"

He Hua looked in the direction of the sound and immediately ran into the dead branches and bushes, "Young Madam, what happened to you?"

Her hair was disheveled, her face was flushed, and her clothes were in disarray.

Song Guanzhou used up his last bit of strength to climb to the top of the wall. He felt that he would not die today. Just then he saw He Hua and a tall maid under the wall.

do not care!

Just jump. At most your legs will be lame or broken, but you won't die!

Song Guanzhou didn't care anymore and jumped up. Song Youan didn't care about the difference between men and women at this moment. He ran over and caught Song Guanzhou safely.

"elder sister……"

Song Guanzhou landed on the ground in one piece, looking up, "Song Youan, why are you here?" Upon closer inspection, he saw that she was dressed as a woman. He wanted to ask more questions, but Song Youan supported her, "Sister, the prince called me here, I... just heard some noise inside, and I didn't dare to stay any longer, thinking that the prince was playing a trick on me, this-"

"Get out of here first!"

Song Guanzhou was feeling dizzy at the moment. She raised her hand, grabbed a handful of snow from the corner, and stuffed it into her collar without any hesitation.

"Young Madam?"

He Hua was panicking, Song Guanzhou was panting, "Jin Fuyun knocked me out and gave me an aphrodisiac, this bitch——"

Lotus exclaimed, "Young Madam, where is Sister Diewu?"

Song Guanzhou supported the two of them, staggering as he walked, shaking his head, "I'm afraid I've been murdered. Let's leave Prince An's Mansion quickly. We can't let that bitch know that I escaped."

Having said that, he is already very weak.

If Song Youan hadn't supported her, Hehua's weak body would hardly be able to support the limp Song Guanzhou.

Song Youan almost didn't dare to say anything, but she still planned to stop, "Sister, is there anyone else in the house?"

"I...knocked him out."

No matter how strong He Jiang's self-control was, under the stimulation of the aphrodisiac and the accelerated blood circulation when he kicked the door, the effect of the drug took over. When Song Guanzhou saw him start to look back at him, he felt something was wrong.

Although her face was flushed, she still grabbed a high-necked vase in her hand. When she saw He Jiang starting to take off his clothes, she took advantage of her breath and raised the vase, "My Lord, fainting is better than beheading!"

"Young Madam, ... um..."

With a muffled groan, He Jiang fell in front of Song Guanzhou. At the same time, she had exhausted all her strength and could not stand steadily, so she fell on He Jiang.

Pei An!

Why don't you come and rescue me?

Fortunately, He Jiang was almost successful in breaking down the door. She bit her palm and dragged the chair with her last effort to break the door lock outside the house. Song Guanzhou had never walked such a difficult road, which was more difficult than the long torture in the stream room and more difficult than drifting under the waterfall.

She crawled and rolled until she finally reached the gate.

Without thinking too much, the courtyard door was locked from the outside. Song Guanzhou wanted to take off his clothes and roll in the snow to wake up.

He grabbed the snowball and rubbed it onto his flushed face.

The cold made her shiver, and she became a little more sober. She had no choice but to go back and drag out two chairs, and then she climbed over the wall. Fortunately, the wall of the courtyard was not high, otherwise Song Guanzhou would have been so weak in the legs and feet and his eyes would be dark, and he would not have been able to escape.

Just as the three were about to leave, they heard footsteps not far away.

Without thinking twice, he turned around and half hugged and half embraced Song Youan, and hid on the other side of the courtyard, which was the side of the camphor tree.

Lotus stamped her feet, "Someone's coming, I'll go take a look, maybe it's the Fourth Young Master!"

Song Youan grabbed her and said, "You little bitch, what if it's a bad guy?" He scolded Hehua, "Master... let's hide behind the tree."

go!

Song Youan hardly hesitated, but the effect of Song Guanzhou's medicine came back, and her tongue, hands, and thighs were all covered in blood, but she still couldn't resist the softness that was invading her.

"Shiro..."

She grabbed Song Youan's clothes, her eyes full of tears, full of spring, "Silang..."

The sound of coquettish anger repeatedly leaked out of her mouth. He Hua suppressed her voice and supported Song Guanzhou, who repeatedly weakened his body, "Madam, hold on!"