Duke Jing's younger sister

Chapter 238 Will you help me?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and her cries for help broke through the rain and fell into the ears of the royal guards standing guard outside the courtyard gate.

A few royal guards who still had a conscience could not bear it and looked at the closed door with frowns.

He gritted his teeth, but still didn't dare to help.

"His-"

She felt the skin of her shoulders exposed, and the coldness spread across her skin like a poisonous snake.

Xiao Wenhao's ferocious face was getting closer and closer. She made up her mind and, like a desperate beast, she raised her head and bit his earlobe.

As long as she can preserve her innocence, she will do anything, even if it means destroying herself and the rest of the family.

"what--"

Xiao Wenhao let out a heart-wrenching scream and shook her shoulders hard, "You bitch! Let me go!"

Jiang Li clenched her teeth tightly, the smell of blood filled her mouth, and blood flowed out of her mouth like a fountain.

Blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, like red plum blossoms, dripping onto her moon-white clothes.

Jiang Li refused to give in, so Xiao Wenhao punched her in the face.

She groaned, and like a leaf in the wind, she rolled lightly from the table to the ground.

"puff--"

She spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with Xiao Wenhao's blood.

Xiao Wenhao covered his ears and jumped in pain.

She finally found an opportunity and moved towards the debris with difficulty.

Before Xiao Wenhao grabbed her again, she tightly grasped a sharp piece of porcelain.

"You bitch!"

Xiao Wenhao's face turned livid, and he pulled her over with a fierce look in his eyes. He raised his hand and slapped her hard on the face repeatedly.

Jiang Li was beaten so hard that she felt dizzy and her consciousness was blurred for a moment.

When she came to her senses, Xiao Wenhao had already torn her clothes into a big hole again.

She gritted her teeth, clenched the porcelain piece in her hand tightly, and quickly slid it towards Xiao Wenhao's face.

Xiao Wenyuan leaned back slightly, easily dodging her attack, and said with a fierce smile,

"It's really interesting. I've never met a woman as strong-willed as you. You're much more interesting than those women who are submissive and only know how to please others!"

Her struggle was like a raging fire.

The twisted and perverted pleasure in Xiao Wenhao's heart erupted like a volcano.

Despair and fear surged over her like a flood, almost drowning her completely.

Her body was shaking like a sieve, she clenched the porcelain pieces in her hand with trembling hands, and tears flowed like rain.

"Shen Hengzhi, I'm afraid I have to break my promise..." She murmured in a low voice, "I can't wait for you to come back..."

Jiang Li raised the porcelain shard high and stabbed it hard towards his own neck.

"Want to die?" Xiao Wenhao blocked her with his arm, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you live a life worse than death in a little while!"

At the critical moment, the door was kicked open from outside.

"Xiao Wenhao——"

Luo Cheng drew the sword from his waist, pointed the tip of the sword at the prince's throat, and said angrily, "How dare you touch her! Believe it or not, I will kill you with one sword right now!"

Xiao Wenhao curled his lips slightly, raised his hands disapprovingly, and stood up from Jiang Li.

"Why, the matter that I entrusted to Luo Qing was completed so quickly?"

Luo Cheng's eyes were red with anger. If it weren't for the overall situation, he would have wanted to stab this sanctimonious hypocrite to death with three swords and then throw him into a mass grave to feed the dogs!

"Have you forgotten that if it wasn't for her, I would never let you control me!"

The prince straightened his messy robes and said sarcastically, "It seems that Second Young Master Luo's loyalty is only this good."

"She is my bottom line!"

Luo Cheng gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"If you dare to touch her again, I will fight you to the death!"

Xiao Wenhao snorted coldly, "She is just a woman. I just want to play with her. Since Luo Qing values ​​her so much, I will give her to you tonight."

Xiao Wenhao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and before leaving, he glanced at him meaningfully.

At the corner, Han Yunning was standing in the corridor holding a lantern.

The rain pattered.

She turned her head and looked into the dark night sky with a distant gaze.

Jiang Li was indeed much luckier than her.

Even without Shen Beiqi, there are still people willing to protect her at all costs.

Luo Yan took out a lighter, and in the dim light, he could clearly see the person hiding in the corner.

He was stunned on the spot for a moment as if struck by lightning.

Her clothes were ragged and in tatters.

His face was covered with blood marks from beatings, like a hideous painting, shocking to the eye.

The white palm was covered in blood, which slowly flowed along the slender fingertips and dripped silently onto the ground.

The glaring color pierced into his eyes like sharp thorns, and his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped, almost suffocating him to death.

"Sorry……"

Luo Cheng's voice was choked with sobs, and he repeated over and over again, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

He promised to protect her, but he fell into the prince's trap and was transferred out of the city under an excuse by the prince.

Fortunately, he made some arrangements before leaving and asked someone to pick him up in the Imperial Guards.

If that person hadn't tipped him off, she would probably...

Luo Cheng didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She was barefoot, and the coolness came from the soles of her feet. Luo Cheng wanted to carry her to the couch, but she pushed him away fiercely, "Don't touch me!"

Her face was filled with fear, and she backed away again and again until her back was pressed against the wall with nowhere to go.

It seemed that only in this way could she feel a sense of security.

"The ground is cold, can you get up first?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Luo Cheng stood up and pulled the quilt off the couch and covered her with it. "Then I'll go get a doctor for you first."

He stood up to leave, but someone grabbed the corner of his robe from behind.

He paused just as he was about to take a step forward.

"...Don't leave."

Her shoulders were still shaking uncontrollably. She didn't dare let Luo Cheng leave. What would she do if Xiao Wenhao came back?

Luo Cheng squatted down in front of her again and reached out his hand to push her loose black hair behind her shoulders.

After hesitating for a moment, he took it back and said softly,

"Okay, I won't leave! Don't worry, from now on, I will stay here and won't leave you for even a moment!"

The night rain gradually subsided.

When the sky in the east began to turn pale, Jiang Li finally could not hold on any longer, and her body tilted and she fell to the ground.

"Jiang Li?"

Luo Cheng hurriedly took her into his arms and found that her body was frighteningly hot.

He picked her up and laid her on the couch, preparing to call for a physician.

But she held his wrist tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

Luo Cheng recalled that at her grandmother's birthday party, she did not want to see the tea-serving maid being punished because of her, so she held his wrist like this and sought his help.

He looked at the person on the couch.

The blood on her mouth had dried, and the front of her moon-white dress was stained bright red with blood.

"Luo Cheng...will you...help me?"

Her voice was weak and hoarse, but Luo Cheng still heard it clearly.

He turned his hand back and held her hand tightly with his large palm, "I will."

"Can you... go to the Third Prince's Mansion... Miao Yu's residence and find something for me."

"What is it?" Luo Yan asked.

Jiang Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slightly opened her pale and cracked lips and uttered a few words with difficulty: "... fake death medicine."