HBWnovel Chapter 122: A stray dog riding a donkey
Chapter 122: A stray dog riding a donkey
"Who are you? What do you want? I'm just a passing businessman. Why are you arresting me? Do you want money? My family will pay you whatever the price is. Don't kill me!"
The blindfolded King of Hengzhou looked extremely frightened and looked like an ordinary businessman.
Sikong Taxing praised him, "If we hadn't met him before, I would have really thought he was some wealthy businessman. This old pervert is pretending to be one!"
Sang Biao didn't respond, but just said: "I'll take off his clothes, you go find a donkey!"
"What? Take off your clothes!" Sikong Taxing was shocked. He stopped Sang Biao and said, "That's not necessary. Don't you think it's an eyesore?"
Sang Biao pushed him away, frowning and saying, "We must avenge our grudges. We are not as cunning as you. Since he has evil intentions, he must pay the corresponding price!"
"Don't kill anyone! He's a prince after all!"
Sikong Taxing felt a little regretful. This woman was crazy before, but he didn't expect her to be so crazy.
"I won't take his life, but according to the rules of our tribe, I have to take something from him as a price." Sang Biao stretched out his claws where Sikong Taxing couldn't see. The tips of the claws were sharp and translucent, and seemed to be emitting cold air.
Sikong Taxing always felt that something was strange, but this man was indeed hateful and he deserved to pay a price, so he stripped the man naked with doubts. In order to prevent King Hengzhou from shouting and causing a commotion, he also considerately sealed the man's mouth and tied him to a tree.
In this cold winter, everyone wanted to wrap themselves in quilts, but the King of Hengzhou was forced to be naked. After years of luxury, although he was not fat, he was still a boiled chicken with smooth and tender skin, and was well maintained.
The King of Hengzhou no longer cared about anything else at this moment. He had never suffered such a great humiliation. He originally wanted to deceive the other party and notify the palace on the pretext of paying a ransom, but who knew that the other party was not asking for money at all, it was clearly to humiliate him!
However, he was already a fish on the chopping board, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was all in vain. He couldn't even keep the clothes on his body.
"Okay, I'll go find the donkey. Be gentle with him and don't kill him."
After saying that, Sikong Taxing leaped and flew far away.
When Sang Biao saw that Sikong Taxing had walked far away, she raised her claws and without saying anything, gave King Hengzhou a sinister smile.
"Don't blame me, blame yourself for not being able to control your lower body."
Claws raised, blood splattered!
Then from deep within the jungle came a scream that was almost inhuman.
The few birds that stayed near the capital for the winter were all startled and flew away.
On a cold morning, the fire in the main courtyard of the Marquis's Mansion was finally extinguished.
The whole family stood tiredly at the door and saw off the soldiers from the military who were helping to put out the fire.
Such a big thing happened to Hou Fu, I'm sure the empress will know about it today, and she will have to make full preparations for the "shutdown" today.
The white cloth and lanterns originally arranged in the yard also need to be rearranged. By the time the people from the Ministry of Rites arrive, it will be too late.
Without stopping, the family took their companions to go shopping. But as soon as they reached the street corner, they saw a crowd of people surrounding them.
The whole family was puzzled, so they found someone and pulled him aside to ask, "What's going on so early in the morning?"
The boy being pulled was an acquaintance of the family portrait. He suppressed a lewd smile and said mysteriously, "A donkey just passed by, and there was a person on it with no clothes on."
The whole family was shocked. The capital city has always had strict security. When had such an immoral thing ever happened?
Driven by curiosity, he pushed through the crowd and walked a few steps forward. As a result, he really saw the leisurely donkey.
There was a fishing rod on the donkey's head, and on the rod was a radish that had been frozen for who knows how long.
There was a man sitting on the donkey, his body blue and blue from the cold, and he was indeed naked, but his eyes were covered, his mouth was blocked, his lower body was covered by something, and there was a sign on his back.
The sign reads: He robs beautiful women, exploits the people, and commits all kinds of evil.
No one knows who is on this donkey, but looking at his delicate skin and tender flesh, you can tell that he is either rich or noble, and is definitely not a good person.
The man seemed to be enduring pain, or afraid of the cold, and he kept making whimpering sounds from his mouth. Two big snots were flying up, and he looked disgusting.
The family had never seen this person before, and they felt uneasy, so they thought of sending someone to the government office to report it.
But before he could send anyone to deliver the letter, he heard that some people, who knew where they came from, actually brought rotten eggs and vegetable leaves.
Then the people around began to take turns throwing these things at this person, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.
The whole family didn't dare to get close, for fear of being accidentally injured.
The King of Hengzhou, who was riding his donkey upside down, finally pushed out the rag blocking his mouth. A gust of cold air was inhaled through his mouth, and he felt like he was going to die.
Concentrating his attention, he looked at the passersby around him and shouted loudly: "Hurry... hurry and save me! I am the King of Hengzhou, I... I will give you money! Hurry... hurry and send a letter to the palace!"
"Who did he say he was?" The people around were talking to each other, and many people heard the voice of King Hengzhou.
"So he's the King of Hengzhou who specializes in bullying married women! I heard..."
"What! So this isn't a person!"
The King of Hengzhou's cry for help ultimately failed to gain the support of the people, but instead increased their anger.
"Smash him to death, this bastard is so hateful." Rotten eggs were smashed onto the head of King Hengzhou. The egg liquid slid down his hair to his cheeks and then froze into ice.
The cold and humiliation made King Hengzhou completely lose the confidence he had in looking down on everyone. He felt like a stray dog that could die at any time.
"Are we being too harsh? Will this cause trouble for the Madam?"
Sikong Taxing's legs trembled, and he felt sorry for King Hengzhou just by looking at him, because it was really too tragic.
"Will you turn yourself in?" Sang Biao thought he was too stupid, and Daju was smarter than him.
Sikong Taxing shook his head fiercely.
"Will you report all of us?" Sikong Taxing quickly shook his head again.
"That's it. Heaven doesn't know, earth doesn't know, you don't know, I don't know. Who else knows about this?"
Sang Biao went back after he finished speaking. She still wanted to take a good look at the woman. She didn’t know whether the murderous man had come back.
Wen Chun was almost scared to death when he got the news. He never knew that his lightness skills could allow him to run so fast.
Seeing the thick smoke coming from the Marquis' Mansion from a distance, he knew without even thinking that the smoke came from the main courtyard.
With his feet on the ground, he secretly hated himself for not being quick or decisive enough. Otherwise, if he had killed King Hengshan that day, what happened tonight would never have happened.
Wen Chun took a deep breath, even though he kept telling himself in his heart that the woman's skills in saving her life were much better than his.
But he still couldn't help feeling afraid. After all, there were many people in this world who killed masters with random punches. No matter how powerful one's skills were, there would always be failures. It was not uncommon for him to kill opponents of higher levels in the past.
Half of the main courtyard had been burned down at this time, but a few side rooms were left. He mustered up his courage and was even more nervous than when he signed the life-and-death agreement and risked his life.
The door of the wing room was not locked and didn't look like anyone was using it, but he still stubbornly opened the door and walked in.
On that inconspicuous big bed, there was a woman holding the quilt, sleeping soundly in various positions, as if she was not affected by the attack at all.
Wen Chun covered his eyes with his hands and laughed silently. He leaned against the cabinet weakly, slid down while laughing, sat on the ground, and tried hard to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
He didn't cry when his mother whipped him. He didn't cry when he was injured and nearly died. But he spent all his tears on this heartless woman.