C1 transmigration (1/2)

The weather in May was a bit hot. The spring breeze blew through the willow branches, making them seem like a young lady dancing gracefully with an indescribable gentleness.

It was a good time to enjoy the flowers, and the ladies of noble families who did not go out would occasionally go.

It could be said to be the best time in the entire Moon Dynasty.

However, at such a good time, the Left Prime Minister's Residence, which had come to the Moon Empire, became discordant.

Waves of whipping sounds resounded out from the Prime Minister's courtyard.

Just by hearing the sound of it, one could imagine what kind of wounds the person who was being beaten must have had. The source of the sound was a woodshed in the backyard.

As they neared the woodshed, a sigh could be heard from within, ”Xiao Yue, as long as you agree to cancel your engagement with the crown prince and help your sister marry the Seventh Prince, your father will let you go.”

In the woodshed, a middle-aged man in a luxurious brown suit frowned as he spoke. The direction that he was looking at was the middle of the woodshed.

At this moment, a skinny girl was hanging from a lock. There were a few hideous scratches on her pale face, and her lips were so dry that it was impossible to speak.

His eyes were lifeless, and he seemed to be filled with despair.

However, he still didn't say anything.

”Truly refusing a toast and refusing a forfeit! Let me tell you, even if you die, you will still end your engagement with the crown prince and marry the seventh prince!

The crown prince is a noble man, how can trash like you think so? If you still have this family in your heart, then nod! ”Let your sister marry her, and fight for the honor of our Zuo Xiang Fu!”

The middle-aged man's cold words were like a sword that pierced the woman's heart. As the gap in his heart opened, the despair in his heart spread.

What kind of person could be biased to such an extent?