Cold King and Poisonous Concubine

"Beat her to death, beat her to death, you stinking beggar." In the bustling market, there was a lot of people, but there was a group of people gathered in a corner, not knowing what they were doing. In the encirclement, a woman in ragged clothes did not yell when being beaten by the crowd, she just held her head and dodged around. "Hey, stop it, stop it." A voice stopped in the commotion, and his tone sounded full of justice, "It's a shame for so many people to bully a girl." Everyone turned their heads when they heard the words. The owner of the clear voice was a young boy with handsome features. He looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. His face looked righteous at the moment...