He lifted his leg and viciously kicked Mu Ting Er’s stomach, causing her body to fly and viciously collide with the wall in a split second. A trail of blood flowed out from the corner of her lips.
‘It hurts. It really hurts!‘
Mu Ting Er gripped her chest as she curled up on the floor. Her beautiful complexion was terrifyingly pale. Cold sweat dripped down the delicate outline of her face. Her heart, however, felt a greater wrenching pain than that of his kick.
“Mu Ting Er, she’s my concubine, so serving me is natural. You actually wanted her life! It was lucky I knew your true character early on. If not, wouldn’t you have disrupted my entire manor after I married you?”