Genius Doctor Peasant Girl

Bailihe spit out a stale drink, leaned forward slightly, staring at He Pingting mockingly in his eyes.

He Pingting's heart was fascinating with such an expression. For the first time, she felt that this seemingly gentle third prince was so terrifying.

"What the third prince said, don't be drunk, it's better to help you like a rest!" He Pingting resisted the fear and disgust in her heart, and said with a smile.

Although she really liked King Yao, her current status is the quasi-three prince and concubine. Such remarks are always bad for her, especially from a population who is nominally her future husband.

"Hmph, don't pretend to show off in front of the prince, you think that your thoughts are not known to the prince? If it wasn't for your usefulness, do you think you can stand here well?"

At this time, the three princes were already a little drunk and confused, and what they said was out of control.

He Pingting's face turned pale when he heard that he knew it, so he chose himself.

No, he just said the use value? So he has always been using himself!

Although He Pingting has no feelings for the third prince, she is as proud as her temper, how can she endure being used by others, and still use her own marriage.

Thinking of He Pingting, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, and this trace of hatred naturally did not escape Bailihe who had been staring at her.

Bailihe squinted his eyes, pinched He Pingting's chin with one hand, and said leisurely.

"Why? Not satisfied? Tell you, it's your honor to be regarded by this prince!"

He Pingting was pinched by Bailihe in pain, but her eyes were staring at Bailihe fiercely, wondering how her natural eldest lady had ever been so humiliated.

"Why? Still thinking about King Yao who is already dead and can't die anymore? Haha... Don't worry, he won't come back again! The acquaintances forgot about him as soon as possible, and stay with the prince, if the prince is in a good mood. I can reward you with worry-free food and clothing!"

Bailihe's eyes were full of jealousy and arrogance, and he pinched He Pingting's face red, and tears flashed in He Pingting's eyes.

"You let me go!" He Pingting kept struggling, trying to escape Bailihe's restraint.

"Why? This prince is not useful? Believe it or not, I will take care of you now, let you become a broken flower and a willow!"

Seeing He Pingting's delicate face shining with tears and struggling stubbornly, Bailihe only felt that there was a desire in her body flowing.

I have to say that He Pingting's appearance is so many times better than those of the palace ladies, but it's a pity that this woman's mind is not on her own, otherwise he is willing to give her a lifetime of glory.

When I thought that He Pingting had always been thinking of the person she hated the most, Bai Lihe's heart burned even more vigorously!

He directly dragged He Pingting's body and threw it on the soft couch, without the slightest pity!

Although it was a soft couch, He Pingting was still hit by this rude movement, and she felt that her waist was almost broken.

When she reacted, Bailihe began to tear her clothes by herself. It was He Pingting who really felt the danger.

At this time, Bailihe was like a wild beast, without reason, desperately pulling on He Pingting's delicate and beautiful skirt.

"What are you going to do, stop it, you let me go!" He Pingting's expression changed in surprise, and she couldn't help but roar.

"What are you doing? My lady, what are you talking about!" Baili He said with scarlet eyes.

"No, no, you can't do this, you let me go! Let me go, help..." He Pingting screamed in fright.

"Why can't you, you are my prince and concubine, fiancée, this is what it should be, isn't it?" Bailihe said with a laugh.

Seeing He Pingting who was still beating and struggling, yelling, Bai Lihe felt a sense of pleasure in his heart, and said coldly again: "Scream, scream, no one will come to rescue you even if you scream. , Do you think it is still before?"

Bailihe laughed almost abnormally, and the laughter was inexplicably frightening.

Even He Pingting was frightened and silenced, but as soon as Bailihe finished speaking, he continued the action just now in his hand, actually tearing the exquisite embroidered outer shirt into pieces.

He Pingting screamed again with a terrible voice. Xiutao, who was waiting outside the account, also heard the call of her own lady, and wanted to rush in anxiously.

However, she was stopped by the guard at the door, not only not allowing her to enter, but also restricting her actions. Now she can't save the soldiers even if she wants to go!

"No, no, let me go, I beg you, I will promise you what you want me to do!"

He Pingting was finally shocked and panicked, she could only cry for mercy, her small face was full of tears of humiliation.

She loves King Yao. She wants to wait for him to come back. She can't let herself lose her innocence. He will definitely come back and come back to save herself.

Knowing this moment, He Pingting still had illusions about Baili Mochen, imagining that he would definitely come back and save herself, so she must buy some time for herself.

Unfortunately, her begging for mercy aroused Bailihe's animalism, and Bailihe severely tore off the only thin thread on the pink belly.

The biting pain almost suffocated He Pingting, and in this way she lost her most precious thing, what she tried to save.

The tearing pain in her body kept reminding her that everything about her was ruined in the hands of this beast-like man.

She wanted to escape, but couldn't escape, and her powerlessness spread in her heart. She tried to endure the humiliation, and He Pingting felt that she was numb like a dead person.

He Pingting was no longer struggling, letting Bailihe abuse her, but Bailihe was still dissatisfied in this way. He seemed to like to see her struggling in pain.

Bailihe stretched out his hand and desperately pinched pieces of bruise on her body. He Pingting, who was in pain, couldn't wait to die now.

But even in this way, he didn't let him go, the more terrifying thing is still to come!

I don't know where Bailihe touched a slender soft whip and slammed it to the ground with a ‘pop’.

He Pingting turned her head suddenly, looking at the soft whip, she didn't dare to release it. He wanted to...

Before He Pingting's thoughts could turn, the hot whip was already drawn on her back, and a **** whiplash appeared on her snow-white back.

The hideous wound looked extraordinarily oozing, but Bailihe's eyes looked like a beautiful scenery, and his face showed a satisfying smile and pleasure.

After this whip went down, He Pingting screamed incomparably stern, and she fell heavily to the ground, and she fainted briefly.