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Along the way, the donkey cart shook and the Xiaowan gradually regained some of her consciousness. She felt that someone was carrying her and was then sent somewhere, although the bed beneath her was as soft and comfortable as the guest room in Ling Xiao Inn, it did not have the comfort and comfort of a peaceful place. At this moment, the only thing remaining was fear.

He didn't know what was going on outside, but the high-pitched voice of a woman was laughing and crying, causing the world to turn upside down.

It was none other than the county magistrate's few concubines. Seeing that the old master had a new one, they blocked the entrance of the courtyard and refused to let him in. This disturbance gave Xiaowan time to wake up and did not let that perverted fellow come in to flirt with her.

Xiaowan finally opened her eyes and could see everything clearly.

Just as Ling Chaofeng arrived at the inn and saw Susu carrying a child to welcome him, Ling Chaofeng felt a little uneasy. Susu was also very clever, and said without waiting for him to ask: "Evening has returned to Qingling Village, if anything happens to her family, she will return to take care of her younger brother and sister."

Coincidentally, the Uncle Biao came out, so Ling Chaofeng immediately asked him: "Uncle, where are we staying for the night?"

Uncle Biao was startled, seeing Ling Chaofeng's eyes filled with worry, he said: "I'll take you there."

Madam Xu was currently bringing a pair of children to sit under the eaves and bask in the sunlight for lunch. Suddenly, she saw Uncle Biao bringing a young man with an imposing aura over, her heart immediately jumped, and he quickly chased the two children into the house.

"Where is the Xiaowan?" Uncle Biao asked.

"She … she went to the back mountain to chop firewood …" Madam Xu stammered in reply.

Ling Chaofeng saw a firewood house on the side and looked around.

The kang was in a mess. His clothes were scattered all over the kang as if he had not gotten enough time to clean it up. A wood chopping knife was leaning against the side of the door.

"She went to chop wood?" Ling Chaofeng threw the firewood chopping knife in front of Madam Xu.

"Go, go find firewood." Madam Xu tried her best to hold in her anger, purposely shouting out loud to attract the attention of the villagers, reprimanding them in rage, "Who are you people, what do you want to do?"

Uncle Biao laughed coldly: "It's fine if you don't recognize our shopkeeper, but you don't even recognize me? Poison Woman, quickly tell me where the Xiaowan is, or I will tear apart your bones. "

Wen Bao ran out of the house and Uncle Biao coincidentally grabbed him by the collar. He did not really use any strength nor did he want to injure the child, but from the looks of it, he was going to snap Wen Bao's neck anytime.

The villagers gradually surrounded them. They were afraid of the domineering auras of the Uncle Biao and Ling Chaofeng, and did not dare to help them out.

At that moment, Ling Chaofeng saw the farmers he met in the town. They were driving an empty donkey cart back, their faces were filled with joy, but they suddenly rushed in front of him and blocked his path.

Aunt Wang was startled, seeing that there were so many people surrounding her house, and Madam Xu was shouting and shouting inside, her heart became anxious, could it be that the Ling Xiao Inn's …

"Where did you send Mu Xiaowan?" Ling Chaofeng took a step forward and approached them.

Ling Chaofeng had personally seen a person wrapped in a quilt wrapped in a donkey cart, along with the hesitation of Madam Xu. Ling Chaofeng had already determined that the person wrapped in the quilt was Xiaowan, no wonder he was worried about his beloved person in the town, because his beloved person was suffering.

His aura was imposing and domineering like that of a god. He glared fiercely at the person in front of him.

No, no …" You're talking nonsense... "Ahh!" Aunt Wang still wanted to defend herself, but Ling Chaofeng slipped up and grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up in the air.

It was at this moment that Uncle Biao came out of the courtyard and said: "Chao Feng, that wicked woman has admitted it. Xiaowan has been sent to the county magistrate's mansion."

Ling Chaofeng left Lady Wang and was about to lead the horse away, but Aunt Wang instead grabbed onto his leg and begged, "Don't look for Xiaowan, it's too late. She's already a part of the county magistrate.

Ling Chaofeng kicked her away and got on his horse, rushing straight back to the prefectural mansion.

Inside the house of the county magistrate, Xiaowan tried her best to escape while the group of concubines was still fighting.

However, the windows and doors of the house faced the courtyard. There were guards in the courtyard, and outside the courtyard, there were a bunch of women and a man. She heard the women shouting "Master" before she fainted, and thought back to the words that the Madam Xu and the Aunt Wang had said before they fainted.

There was no need to ask why she was here. She was wearing a red dress, so what else could she do? Xiaowan was desperate. In this kind of situation, the only thing she wanted was to protect her own innocence even if she died.

There were no sharp weapons in the room, so she took out a silver hairpin from her bun. This was given to her by Aunt Zhang.

Suddenly, the door opened and the county magistrate came breathing heavily. His mouth was beaming as he shouted, "Little beauty, little beauty …"

But the bed was empty. The man was startled but did not get angry and instead said happily: "Are you playing hide-and-seek with me, Master? I caught you, Master, but I have to punish you severely. Your little butt must be white and tender, Xiaowan, where are you … "

Xiaowan's soul was on the verge of dispersing from fear and was crying. Now was not the time to cry, as long as there was a chance, she would not let this beast touch her.

"Ah, so you were hiding here." When the tablecloth was lifted, Xiaowan saw that perverted and terrifying face. She curled herself up, but her dirty hands came to grab her feet.

"Come out, Xiaowan, come out … Master loves you." The county magistrate was about to drool. Seeing Xiaowan like this made him feel that it was rather interesting.

The Xiaowan held the hairpin in his hand, and when he saw that his hand was holding onto her ankle to drag her out, he stabbed it towards the back of the man's hand.

The county magistrate felt the pain and cried out loudly. This time, he was truly enraged. He shouted for the servants to come in and move the table away.

Without the protection of the table and the people blocking the door, Xiaowan could only hide in a corner. She raised her hairpin and threatened loudly: "Don't come near me, don't come near me."

"Bastard, so you sent them here before they even finished teaching them?" The county magistrate's hands were covered in blood. He gnashed his teeth in anger as he commanded his servants, "Drag this lowly person out and tie him up. Call all the concubines over. See how I'll teach this disobedient lowly person!"

Xiaowan could only point the sharp hairpin at her throat. "If you guys come over again, I'll die here."

The hairpin had already stuck onto their skin, pricking out beads of blood. When those guards saw this, they were somewhat afraid. Even if someone died, it could still be considered a small matter. The county magistrate pushed them aside and left. They were the unlucky ones.

"Useless stupid thing!" Seeing that the guards did not dare to approach, the county magistrate was furious. He walked out the door and called for a whip, he used the whip to whip Xiaowan, and when Xiaowan's hand was free from his throat, a few servants rushed forward and subdued him.

The county magistrate laughed out loud as he ordered for the Xiaowan to be tied to a pillar in the courtyard.

Liu Qingping pointed at Xiaowan and said, "Aren't you guys jealous? Look, pick a whip stick on the ground and help me teach this new person a lesson. As his sisters, you guys better behave properly for your new sister."

Seeing an aunt clumsily pick up a heavy whip, Xiaowan actually couldn't help but feel pity for her.

A woman like her, like the Madam Xu or the Wang Clan, had lived her whole life filled with pride and imagination. In reality, her whole life was spent as a man's plaything and slave.

With a loud noise, the whip struck Xiaowan, causing him to become more clear-headed and clear-headed. The county magistrate and his women laughed loudly as another whip struck him, ripping a hole in Xiaowan's clothes.

The county magistrate's eyes immediately lit up. He felt that this was very amusing, so he instructed the concubines, "All of you, go one at a time. Use a whip to strip her clean."

The women laughed and joked as they pushed whoever to go first. But at this moment, there was chaos outside the courtyard, and a servant ran in in a fluster and said, "Old, old master, someone broke in …"

Just as he finished speaking, he was kicked in the back by someone, and Ling Chaofeng appeared like a god in the courtyard. He looked at the Xiaowan who was tied up on a pillar, and rushed forward, saying: "Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

Xiaowan bit her lips tightly. Ling Chaofeng quickly untied her, but a few guards ambushed him from behind and Xiaowan shouted loudly to be careful. Ling Chaofeng turned around and kicked one of them flying.

The Uncle Biao followed in, he could deal with them easily, Ling Chaofeng released the Xiaowan and hugged her.

The guards were completely beaten up by the Uncle Biao, the concubines were fleeing in all directions. The county magistrate was still struggling at death's door, threatening Ling Chaofeng and the others, saying that he was an official ordered by the imperial court.

Uncle Biao gnashed his teeth in anger. He held the old thing close to the wall and held it up by the neck as he scolded, "Fucking imperial orders, I'll clean up the mess today."

Ling Chaofeng stopped Uncle Biao: "Don't dirty your hands."

Xiaowan said to him, "Put me down."

Ling Chaofeng was startled, the Xiaowan struggled for a bit before falling to the ground.

Uncle Biao had not let go of the teapot yet, when he saw Xiaowan take it from the stone table and throw it at his head with all his might. With a loud bang, the old thing's head started bleeding, but it did not lose its life, scaring him to the point of crying and begging for mercy.

Seeing that Xiaowan picked up the stone and was about to smash it again, Ling Chaofeng stopped her, "Let's go."

Xiaowan's tense body gradually relaxed. The stone in her hands fell to the ground as she was lifted up by Ling Chaofeng and held firmly in his embrace.

"I, I didn't let him touch me …" Xiaowan's tears finally fell, choked with sobs. "I didn't …"

Ling Chaofeng lowered his head and kissed her.

They left the house, Ling Chaofeng said to Uncle Biao, telling him to return to the inn and wait there first. He wanted to take Xiaowan to Li Prefecture to find the Prefect Liang as the judge, so he said to him, "There will be sanctions against him, so there's no need to dirty our hands. We'll take care of everything else, one by one, not letting a single one off."