Chapter 842 Since the Servants Dare Not Do Anything to You, the Master Has No Choice but to Do It Himself

The Fourteenth Master saw Wu Shi muttering to himself, and hugged her tightly in his arms to comfort him in distress.

Immediately afterwards, he yelled at Wanyan like he was an enemy, "Shut up!"

"You are so self-willed, thinking that everyone spoils you like the concubine de concubine. This mouth grows on me, why should I shut up?"

As she said that, she said with a sinister smile: "Didn't the Lord say that I can't get out of this door? Then I'll tell you, there is too much resentment in this house. Even if I stay, the child may not be able to keep it. You want to go back on your word because of the child, why don't I get rid of the child in my belly now!"

After speaking, she clenched her hands into fists, ready to beat her stomach desperately.

But just touched the cloth, the strength stopped halfway.

For some reason, she uncontrollably turned to stroking her belly.

She's not the Wu family, how could she be so cruel to treat her child like this.

This is a living life.

The life that is growing in her belly.

"Why, didn't you just threaten Master, saying that you want to deal with the child in your belly?" The young man's cold voice sounded above her head.

Wan Yan raised her head and found that Master Fourteen and the servant had walked in front of her at some point.

"Why are you so anxious, I suddenly changed my mind and wanted to give birth to the baby." She sneered back.

"Birth?" The young man approached step by step, his voice became several times louder, and he roared angrily, "What do you think you are? If you don't take care of yourself when the Lord gives you face, it's fine to expose Wu's scars here now." , and looks amazing, huh?"

As he spoke, he strangled the woman's neck vigorously with his left hand, and frivolously touched her cheek with his right hand.

"There are a lot of women who give birth to the master, and there is no shortage of you Wanyan. Since you don't want this child, the master will help you solve it."

He hated the way she didn't care about anything the most.

It was as if he begged her to stay and have a baby.

Then, he let go of the woman and sat down on the armchair beside her.

The thin lips parted slightly, and he ordered coldly: "Come here, pour the Wanyan family with falling seeds soup!"

It's more like a roar than an order.

That reckless and impulsive voice rolled like Shen Lei, shaking the whole floor, and the echo also floated far and far above the mansion.

At this moment, the rationality in his heart was completely replaced by hostility and anger.

Despite his full posture, no one dared to step forward to pour the medicine.

Everyone just knelt on the ground, trembling and afraid to speak.

After all, Fujin is pregnant with the seed of Aixinjueluo, the heir of the emperor!

Now the fourteenth master is looking at the anger, but if the anger passes and regrets, they will suffer as slaves.

In addition, if the concubines and concubines in the palace knew about it, would they still need their heads?

Seeing this, the Fourteenth Master only gave the doctor a cold look, "Why don't you prepare the medicine soon?"

This means that no matter what, the Wanyan family must be drugged.

Because the fourteenth master's eyes were too sharp, the government doctor was so scared that he had to follow suit.

At this time, seeing that the slaves in the room were afraid to come forward, Wu stopped being mad.

Lihua cried so much that she said: "Master Fourteen, you must not be impulsive. Although Fujin harmed me and your child, she has your own flesh and blood in her stomach. I think she just threatened you. Why should you take it seriously?"

Listen, these words sound like they are trying to persuade the fourteenth master, but which one is not embellishment.

Sure enough, Master Fourteen suddenly couldn't sit still.

He walked up to Wanyan again, grabbed her chin, and forced her mouth into an "O" shape.

The boy's eyes were like a raging fire, staring intently at the deformed face in his hands.

The thin lips outlined a cold arc, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth showed a sneer.

"Since the servant dare not do anything to you, then the master has no choice but to do it himself."

As he spoke, he spread his palms aside.

The government doctor handed him a white porcelain bowl tremblingly.

Inside the bowl was a dark brown decoction of falling seeds.

After taking it, the sneer at the corner of his mouth rose even more.

Just looking at the face in the palm of his hand, seeing the panic in her eyes, it's like looking at a dying little pet, not his woman, her Fujin.

At this moment, it seemed that the young man had never been entangled with her before.

Then, he slowly brought the medicine bowl closer to her chin and placed it on her lower lip.

Wan Yan stared at the medicinal juice in the bowl, the porcelain bowl pressed against her chin, it was a little hot.

The strong smell of herbs rushed into the tip of her nose, making her stomach gag.

"vomit......"

When she vomited, the boy moved the bowl away a little.

"I knew you would play some little tricks. If you don't want to drink, there's no need to retch in front of you." He put the porcelain bowl on the tip of his nose and sniffed, enjoying himself, "I think this medicine is quite fragrant. It's the scent of various Chinese herbal medicines."

Wanyan looked at the young man in front of him, no matter how handsome his face was, he looked like a cold-blooded demon at this moment.

Even if he was cold to her before, he was still that reckless and straightforward boy.

But today, he ruthlessly scares her.

There seemed to be a scarlet fire burning in his eyes.

It burned all the way to the bottom of her heart, tearing her heartbeat.

She seemed to... never knew him like this.

She didn't even have the heart to attack the child in her belly, but he was so cruel!

Wanyan shook her head, and said with tears in her eyes: "I...I don't want to drink this medicine. I was angry before. For the sake of our husband and wife, you can let me go child, okay?"

"Okay, it's fine if you don't want to drink medicine, stay here and give birth to your grandpa obediently." The young man was easy to speak.

"Can you...let me go...let me go home..." Her voice was so small that it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

But the boy still heard it.

Suddenly, the handsome face looked ugly.

The anger in his eyes was rekindled, and the veins on his temples were twitching.

The patience that had been accumulated for a long time finally erupted like a volcano at this moment, and he completely lost his mind.

"Let you go? How can there be such a light thing!" He approached the porcelain bowl again to the small cherry mouth, "Come on, don't be afraid, drink this medicine, and I will let you go out. After you go back, lie down and you'll be fine." , At worst, shed a little blood, it won’t kill anyone.”

Every word of the young man, in Wanyan's ears, is like a fierce ghost demanding his life.

Her red lips were tightly closed, and she desperately shook her head in resistance.

But the snow-white porcelain bowl had already reached her mouth, yet he tilted the mouth of the bowl and poured it straight to her mouth.

Because her lips were tightly closed, the dark brown concoction flowed down her cheeks and neck along her lips.

Seeing that she didn't open her mouth, the boy pinched her cheeks vigorously.

Wanyan clenched her teeth, not allowing herself to open her mouth.

But the young man has been practicing martial arts all year round, and his strength is beyond her reach.

Gradually, her cheeks and gums were really painful.