The person who sold her was found by Ming Rou, but he was a rogue, named Liu Wei, who specialized in this kind of skin and flesh business.

When Feng Hongyin arrived at his residence, there was no one in the house.

He couldn't wait any longer and sent people to look for Liu Wei.

At noon when the sun was the most poisonous, someone finally saw Liu Wei's figure.

Liu Wei went to another kiln on the outskirts of the city today, and it seemed that he was also going to sell some new girls.

When Feng Hongyin rode his horse to arrive, Liu Weigang came out of the kiln and took a sip at the door.

"unlucky!"

After all, he seemed unwilling to do so, so he drew a whip from the side and hit the carriage with a "pop".

There was a whimper in the carriage.

"Next time I can't sell you, I will push you into the river, saving money and wasting my ration."

After all, he held the whip and wanted to slap it again, but was grabbed by his wrist.

Liu Wei turned his head and saw a tall man standing behind him.

The man was well-dressed, but looked a little embarrassed.

"Liu Wei?" He said in a dark voice.

Liu Wei nodded arrogantly: "Ah."

Feng Hongyin released his hand, and the attendant immediately stepped forward to take Liu Wei down.

There was still a faint whimper in the carriage, and Feng Hongyin's Adam's apple moved slightly and opened the curtain.

The dazzling sunlight shone into the simple carriage. In the carriage, a thin skinny girl was shrunk in the corner of the carriage.

She was trembling all over, her whole body was full of scars, new wounds, and old wounds. It should be the coolest and most dynamic appearance, but when she was shrinking in the corner, she looked like a child.

Feng Hongyin froze all over.

When he left, she was still wearing a red wedding gown with a cinnabar mole on her forehead.

No matter when, she is so elegant and gentle, like a poetry and song under the moon.

But now, she was hiding in the corner of the carriage, wounded all over, sobbing like a beast, holding her head in fear.

The person who was once arrogant and ignored him has become what he is now.

Feng Hongyin's voice trembled.

"Yunmei..."

Hearing her name, the woman in the corner slowly raised her head.

Afterwards, she became more and more frightened as if she had seen a frightening beast.

"Don't... don't!" She stepped back desperately, avoiding his gaze.

Feng Hongyin's eyes were red, and his eyes were sore and uncomfortable.

He gently stretched out his hand and opened his arms to her: "Yunmei, shall we go home? I will never force you again..."

The woman who was already chatting was panicked, her skinny hand that could see the meridians swayed frantically: "Let me go...I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Looking at her, Feng Hongyin closed his eyes, tears falling from his eye sockets.

Is she wrong?

What's wrong with her?

It was him who was clearly wrong.

It was he who turned the person in front of her into this appearance. If it weren't for him, she might have redeemed herself now and lived her life leisurely.

She will quietly flip through the books she likes, play the piano occasionally, and live like she imagined.

But meeting him was the beginning of her life's hardship.

Feng Hongyin got into the carriage and moved a little bit.

The woman in the corner held her head, shaking in fear.

Feng Hongyin gently wanted to embrace her in her arms, but as soon as she touched her with her hand, she panicked and struggled desperately.

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