Chapter 7: Hold me tighter, please

Several old women with unfriendly faces rushed to the front, followed by Li Ma Ma with a fierce look on her face.

A burly old woman started cursing, "What a vixen! You've seduced someone to the Marquis! You knew Miss Tangli was the one chosen by the old lady for the Marquis as his concubine, yet you still rushed to throw yourself into his arms first!"

"Yeah, who do you think you are? Are you worthy enough to covet the position of the Marquis's concubine?"

"A widow pretending to be innocent all day long, it would be strange if she is not kicked out by the Marquis!"

"Yeah, how could the Marquis be interested in a lowly creature like you..."

They all sang vulgar words in unison. Wen Ning stood up in panic, her eyes full of disbelief.

"What are you talking about? I have never seduced the Marquis, and I would never compete with Miss Tangli for the position of concubine!"

"You little bitch, how dare you talk back! We want to see what kind of person you are, to allow you to so shamelessly seduce the Marquis!"

The maids shook their wrists and grabbed Wen Ning's collar, roughly pulling open most of her nightgown. Her fair skin made the maids jealous. They reached in like octopuses, pinching and twisting her skin.

Seeing this, Chun Xing ignored the wound on her arm and knelt in front of Matron Li, crying and begging, "Matron, please calm down. Sister Wen Ning is new here and doesn't know many of the rules. Please give her a chance!"

A loud slap knocked Chun Xing to the ground, "Who do you think you are? You're begging for her!"

Chun Xing only felt a buzzing sound in her ears, her cheeks began to burn, and then blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

The rough fingers of the old women touched Wen Ning's snow-white skin all over. Wen Ning felt so much pain that she felt dizzy. She could only curl up and endure the malicious torture like raindrops.

"I didn't... I didn't..." Her voice trembled, tears streaked across her face. She felt she had never been so humiliated.

During the tug of war, the things on Wen Ning's bed were overturned to the ground, and the booklet under the quilt happened to fall in front of Madam Li.

Wen Ning was terrified, her heart sinking to the bottom. She wanted to reach out and grab the book, but she was pinned to the blue brick floor by several old women, unable to move.

Nanny Li grabbed the booklet and suddenly her eyes widened. "Oh my God! Oh my God! This...this is..."

She shook the booklet in front of several women and said, "Look! Look! What are these?"

Then he turned to the door and shouted at the maids who were looking out to see what was happening, "Look! Look! This lusty slut dared to hide such filthy things in secret. She is even more despicable than a whore!"

Wen Ning opened her mouth, but ultimately did not defend herself.

She could have told the truth about the origin of the booklet, but if she had done so, where would she put the young lady?

A dignified and legitimate daughter of a marquisate, secretly passing on such intimate items, even if it was out of sibling affection and to arrange a concubine for the marquis, such behavior is truly against the rules of women's conduct.

Wen Ning also didn't know what the eldest lady's personality was like. What if she was a vengeful person, or refused to admit it for the sake of face, and she would become a servant who slandered her master, and she would probably die an even more miserable death.

Seeing that Wen Ning didn't argue, Nanny Li's voice changed with excitement. "See! See! My eyes are always right. I knew she wasn't a decent woman the day she came into the mansion. She's a real slut! My pure and innocent Tangli just spoke well of her. She's so shameless!"

Nanny Li felt extremely happy. Not only did she earn a good reputation for her daughter, but she also got rid of her anger!

Wen Ning was dragged out and beaten with ten boards, then locked up in the woodshed.

She curled up on the floor of the woodshed with a pale face, every inch of her body screaming in pain, as if countless tiny needles were moving under her skin.

She bit her lower lip so hard that she had to hold her breath.

Wen Ning felt that after all this trouble, the baby in her belly would definitely leave her.

Okay.

Save the abortion pill.

Okay.

He shouldn't have come.

She can't even protect herself, how can she protect a child?

In the dream, a soft and sticky child chased her and called her mother, "Mother, hug me, mother, hug me..."

She couldn't help but hold the child gently in her arms, and the little person in her arms stretched out his chubby little hands to wipe away her tears.

The child was not satisfied with being held by her, and chased after a tall man, calling him "Daddy," "Daddy, hold me too, Daddy, hold me too..."

The man picked up the child and held him high, then turned around, stretched out his broad palm, and covered Wen Ning's fingertips. His fingers with distinct knuckles passed through her fingers, and when their fingers were interlocked, the warmth instantly dispelled the coldness, as if to suppress all her uneasiness into the overlapping body temperature.

Wen Ning felt so happy and warm. This was a sense of security that she had not felt for a long time.

She smelled the faint scent of sandalwood on the man and couldn't help but look up. Her vision gradually became clear and she saw that the man was actually - the Marquis!

"My Lord!"

"No, my Lord!"

Wen Ning woke up from her dream with a start, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.

Why, why did she dream about the Marquis!

Before she could recover from her shock, she was frightened by a man's obscene voice and her whole body froze.

"My Lord? How can my Lord be better than mine? I am used to cherishing a woman like you."

It was already daybreak. Wen Ning didn't know when a man with a face covered in pus-filled pus came into the woodshed and was staring at her with a pair of lustful eyes.

"You... who are you?! If you don't get out, I'll call for help!"

"You can scream, even if you scream your throat out, but no one will come to save you! Even if someone comes, they dare not do anything to me! My father saved the old marquis's life in the past, and every master in the marquis's mansion should give me some face. Follow me, and I guarantee you will have a good life in the future!"

Wen Ning had heard Chun Xing mention this person before. He was probably Li Ma's son and Tang Li's brother Tang Zhu.

Tang Zhu works as a purchasing manager in the kitchen. He relies on the fact that his father saved the old marquis' life and acts recklessly in the mansion.

Wen Ning looked at his uneven yellow teeth and the bad breath that hit her face.

He grabbed Wen Ning's slender white wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"My little beauty, I've been attracted to you since the first day you entered the mansion. I've never seen you as beautiful as you. These past few days, you've been making me miss you so much that I dream of you every night. If you just behave yourself today, not only will you suffer less, but I'll also make you want more!"

“Help! Help!”

Wen Ning cried for help loudly, ignoring the severe pain all over her body, and struggled desperately, using her hands and feet to scratch and kick Tang Zhu.

However, the man was too strong. He held her down with one hand and tore her clothes with the other.

"I... my body belongs to the Marquis! How dare you..."

In desperation, Wen Ning could only bring up the Marquis, hoping to scare Tang Zhu.

"Humph! The Marquis's? You slutty widow! I'm afraid Xie Jinglan doesn't even know your name. Even if he comes now, he has to give you to me. Today, I will definitely marry you!"

"Ah! Help! Help!"

Wen Ning could only continue to shout for help, but Tang Zhu covered her mouth and nose. She found the right opportunity, bent her body desperately, and bit Tang Zhu's hand with all her strength.

Tang Zhu let out a scream and pulled his hand back suddenly, only to see two rows of bleeding tooth marks at the base of his thumb, so deep that the bone was almost visible.

"Bitch! You're looking for death! I want to see if you can still be so fierce later!"

He suddenly grabbed Wen Ning's hair and slammed her onto the hard blue brick ground.

Wen Ning only felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, her vision went dark, and she gradually passed out.

Before her consciousness faded, she could feel Tang Zhu's greasy big hands tearing open the front of her clothes and sliding down along her collarbone. The disgusting touch made her stomach churn.

She was so scared, so scared!

I don’t understand what I did wrong to deserve such humiliation!

Wen Ning was in a daze, and she felt that the man in her dream appeared again. He held her up horizontally, and his solid chest allowed her to lean on it.

Since it was a dream, why should she be afraid?

It's okay to indulge yourself, even if the man in your dream is a marquis!

She buried her head in the man's arms, and said coquettishly in a daze, "It hurts... I'm so tired... Why do you bully me? Can you hold me tighter?"