Half an hour later, the hunting horn sounded, and the guards were counting the trophies hunted by each family one by one, and selecting today's leader.

After counting, the Xie family was the well-deserved leader, followed by the Su family. The number of prey from the other families was almost the same. Everyone laughed, bowed and congratulated each other. It was so happy.

At night, a bonfire was set up on the grass, and the boys and girls sat in a circle, grilled meat, shared food, and enjoyed the spoils of the day.

Fuying distributed the roasted meat to the accompanying palace and attendants, then picked some separately and gave them to Pei Yan: "You have been busy for a day, go and rest. I have Yun Ye here."

That’s enough.”

Pei Yan hesitated not to leave. Finally, he looked at the little princess reluctantly and left. In fact, he wanted to stay with the little princess.

When he returned to the camp, he looked at the food the little princess shared with him and smiled happily. She is so kind.

He raised the back of his right hand and observed it carefully. His eyes were full of nostalgia that was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it, because when the little princess got out of the sedan chair, she would always put her arm around him, and when the soft little hand like white jade touched her gently,

When you touch him, you will feel a tingling sensation, tickling your heart, and you can't help but think about it.

Suddenly, a strange voice came from my ears: "Hey, isn't this Brother Yan from Willow Lane?"

Pei Yan looked over and saw a fairly good-looking servant who had lifted the curtain and walked in. Behind him were several servants dressed similarly to him. Their eyes were full of alcohol and drunkenness, and they were burping.

The smile at the corner of his mouth is disgustingly mocking and offensive.

Pei Yan's eyes became cautious. He remembered that this person was the eldest son of Mrs. Zhao at the east end of Willow Lane. He had no skills since he was a child, and relied on a good-looking skin to deceive people.

Last year, I had great luck and was spotted by Princess Pingyang, and became a slave. From then on, my face became more and more ugly.

Zhao Yue glanced at Pei Yan's expression and knew that he didn't take him seriously at all. He was furious in his heart. He was a popular person next to Princess Pingyang. Any slave in the palace would not flatter him and would just rub him off.

He took a step forward and mocked: "What? You don't know who you are after entering the palace? If you dare to treat me like this, do you not want to hang out in the palace anymore?"

In the past, Zhao Yue often bullied him in Willow Lane. Pei Yan was very disgusted with this person. He had murderous intentions several times, but he stopped because of the helpless Aunt Zhao.

"The people in the palace don't know the origin of you little beast, don't I also know? Is the son of a mere prostitute worthy of serving a nobleman in the palace?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter, full of endless insults and contempt.

Suddenly, Pei Yan, who had been looking down without paying attention, suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhao Yue. His pair of phoenix eyes were filled with blood, and they were bright and murderous.

Zhao Yue trembled for no reason, frightened by the ferocious look, and immediately became angry. He reached out and pinched the boy's chin, lifting it hard: "What? Now you know what shame is? Your mother can do it yourself.

There is no room for others to talk about such shameless things!"

He approached fiercely and leaned into Pei Yan's ear: "What have you done, little beast, that you think I won't know about? How many people have you deceived and killed, do you dare to ask the master who bought you to know? You

I thought I could still stay by then!"

The young man's eyes were even redder, like a wild beast, staring at him without blinking, which was frightening for no reason. Zhao Yue forcefully let go and kicked him forward.

"You bastard!" Then he took a sip of saliva and spat on Pei Yan: "You're just a bastard freak, what are you so proud of!"

Then he tilted his head slightly and signaled the people behind him with his eyes. After receiving the understanding, the servants rushed forward and punched and kicked the sickly young man without any mercy.

Pei Yan protected his head with his arms, just afraid that these rough men would ruin his face and he would never be able to look into the eyes of the little princess again. However, his eyes were as gloomy as a dark abyss, and there was a surge of light in the silence.

Come with a bloodthirsty attitude!

"Unbridled!" Suddenly, an angry scolding mixed with a woman's squeamishness came, cutting off Pei Yan's murderous intention.

The few perpetrators of the murder subconsciously turned their heads and looked over.

A whip came straight towards Zhao Yue's cheek. Although the force was not heavy, it was enough to leave red marks of whipping.

Zhao Yue's true colors were revealed, he covered his face and cursed angrily: "Who dares..."

But the moment he saw the person in front of him, his legs weakened and his face turned pale with fright. For a moment, he forgot to kneel down: "Ning... His Highness Ning'an..."

In desperation, Fu Ying used her whip to stop her. She stepped forward to protect Pei Yan, who was dying on the ground, and said, "Who are you? How dare you bully someone of this palace!"

Then, he glanced at the accomplices: "And you!"

The slaves were all so frightened that they fell to their knees.

Before coming in, Fuying heard clearly what the arrogant slave said. It was extremely insulting and disgusting, so she rushed in!

The little princess always protects her shortcomings, and everyone in the Wei royal court knows this.

Zhao Yue panicked. He knelt and took a few steps forward, kneeling at the feet of the little princess. He begged for mercy: "Second princess, it was him, he was the one who started the trouble. Also, Pei Yan is not a good person!

Not only did he kill people, but he also framed a slave in Wicker Alley!"

In order to survive, he spoke without hesitation. As soon as he said these words, Fuying frowned slightly and subconsciously looked at the little slave on the ground who was covered in blood.

I saw the sickly young man with pale cheeks and shocking red marks from his neck to his exposed arms. He was extremely injured. His face was pale, his breathing was weak, and his eyes were full of water and mist.

, just staring at himself with rippling juices.

He is asking for help.

A well-behaved puppy is trying its best to ask for help from its owner.

Fuying's heart was clenched. When she regained her consciousness and looked at the ferocious-looking slave, he shouted with sincerity and fear: "It's true! It's true! I never dare to lie to the second princess!"
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Just from the insult he just gave Pei Yan, you can tell how bully and vicious this person is. Fuying felt so upset that she raised her whip and slapped his mouth.

No one dared to stop them. They were all trembling. No one thought that the little princess, who was usually kind and gentle to others, would be so angry because of a little slave.

The girl's strength was not strong, but Zhao Yue's mouth turned red, and he howled vaguely: "Princess, have mercy! Princess, have mercy!"

Then, Fuying looked at him steadily: "Apologise."

Zhao Yue immediately kowtowed: "I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please princess..."

"It's not me," Fuying interrupted him, stepped aside slightly, and signaled: "It's him."

As soon as these words came out, Pei Yan's expression froze, his pupils trembled, and his eyes fell on the little princess. The jade-colored embroidered satin skirt with twigs and branches on her body shimmered under the candlelight, just like her dirty and dark self.

, is like a chasm, even an ant looking up at the bright moon will actually feel ashamed.

Zhao Yue's face froze as he knelt on the ground. He was considered to be in charge next to Princess Pingyang, but now he had to apologize to a humble little slave. He felt a little unwilling: "He is just a lowly person..."

Fuying's eyes turned displeased, and before he could finish speaking, she took a step back and raised the whip in her hand again. Such a hateful villain who maliciously slanders others should be taught a lesson!

At this moment, a menacing figure walked in quickly, reached out and grabbed Fuying's whip that was about to fall.

Everyone gasped.

The visitor is wearing a gauze dress with plum blossoms in a thousand colors, which is extremely luxurious and complicated. The face is delicate and beautiful, bright and flamboyant, the look on the cheek is even more arrogant and domineering, and the movements of his hands and feet give people a sense of arrogance.

Fuying frowned slightly, watching her gripping her soft whip and not letting go, calling: "Big sister."

Pingyang smiled unkindly: "What's the matter that makes the second sister so angry?"

When Zhao Yue saw his master coming, he looked like he had seen a savior. He crawled to Pingyang's side and wailed sadly: "Your Highness, you are finally here! Please save this slave!"

Pingyang's hand holding the soft whip was not loose, and he lowered his eyes and asked him: "What's going on?"

"I just had a quarrel with that little slave. I couldn't get angry, so I gave him a few words." Zhao Yue sobbed, looking like he was complaining.

Fuying couldn't hold it any longer: "Teach me a lesson! Look what you've done to people!"

Then, she whipped the soft whip hard, but she was no match for Pingyang. Instead, she was pulled hard by Pingyang and staggered. Fortunately, Yunye held her back.

"Sister, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that you want to protect the servants in the palace?"

Pingyang chuckled: "My men injured your men, but second sister, didn't you also whip my men? Isn't that enough?"

These words made Fuying extremely angry, and she tightened her grip on the whip: "He must apologize to others today!"

When Pingyang heard this, he increased the force on his hands, not to be outdone: "It turns out that the second sister is just pretending to be well-behaved, but her true self is so rude and violent!"

The little princess was so angry that she said, "Sorry?"

It was obviously her people who were at fault first, insulting others for no reason, how could they still be justified!

"It's no wonder that the second sister has had no one to take care of her since she was a child, and her biological mother is not around, so there is no one to teach her the rules and decency." Pingyang's words are vicious and go straight to the heart.

As soon as these words came out, Fuying's eyes suddenly widened, and her chest was heaving with anger, her amber pupils were quickly covered with a layer of mist, her eyes were red with no hope, and her voice was trembling: "You..." <

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No one in the entire Wei Dynasty knew that the biological mother of the second princess had a humble status. She was imprisoned in the cold palace by the Holy Emperor after giving birth to her. This is a taboo that no one dares to mention in front of the little princess.

When Pingyang saw the girl's defeated look, he was so proud that he suddenly used force and pulled the whip back.

The stubborn little princess refused to let go. She felt her palms were hot, and subconsciously screamed in pain. When she opened her hands again, there was already a layer of red marks on her delicate palms, which was a burning pain.

Pingyang didn't expect that this man really didn't let go. He felt a little guilty, but he refused to show it: "It seems that this whip is not suitable for the second sister, so let me destroy it for you!"
Chapter completed!