Ye Xuanji fell to the ground, lowered her head and eyes, with a depressed expression, and her messy hair dissipated.

A trace of blood spread from the corners of her lips, and the tears in her eyes had already dried up.

Ye’s father walked down from the bed and looked at Ye Qingyi: “Qing'er, I want to thank you this time, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to capture this rebellious girl!”

"Brother Ye, Xuan Ji is still young, so it is normal for him to be ignorant. As a parent, he should indeed discipline him well."

Ye Qingyi said lightly.

"Xuan Ji, Xuan Ji, if I hadn't pretended to be dead this time, would you never come back?

You are so cruel!"

Ye’s father was heartbroken and regretted that he was unable to make a strong decision: “You are a genius and have your own way to go. How can you follow Ye Qingge to do those evil ways?

How to match an independent land in a mere Dongzhou?

She dared to challenge the Lord of God directly, and she was destined to die.

If you follow her, isn’t it just a way out?

How could I, a father, watch you go astray and never look back?”

Ye Xuanji's expression was as indifferent as a soldier, and her eyes were even more cold as the cold winter. He listened to Ye's father's crying questions, and was unmoved.

She raised her hand and wiped the tears from the end of her eyes, got up and walked out.

"what are you up to?"

Ye’s father was angry and walked to Ye Xuanji, raised his hand and was about to fall down.

Ye Xuanji closed her eyes, without any intention of avoiding them.

"Fight, unless you beat me to death, you can't stop me.

Since childhood, don’t you just believe in that?

A filial son comes from under the stick."

Ye Xuanji closed her eyes and said, "Now that I have grown up, I will choose my own life and you don't need to interfere."

Since childhood, her personality has always been inaccessible and difficult to approach.

She didn't even know how to get along with others, so she kept her face cold all year round to protect herself.

Since I can remember, she has been beaten countless times.

My father said that to become a superior person, one must practice hard.

If she was lazy, she would slap her with one palm.

If her practice fails, she will be beaten up.

However, even so, she still loves her parents deeply.

But in this life, she was destined to not get out of this prison.

She would not blame her father, she only blamed herself for being incompetent, not being able to give birth to a good baby, and having a warm childhood.

Bang.

This palm fell down.

The palm power was so strong that it even broke one of Ye Xuanji's teeth.

Ye Xuanji kept hindering her legs, holding the cabinet and barely stabilizing her body, her chin covered with blood.

"It turns out that my bones are hard, so I dare to talk to my father like this."

The Ye Mansion picked up the bamboo strips that had been prepared long ago and threw them on Ye Xuanji like a poisonous whip.

Ye Xuanji was always cold and silent even though she was beaten.

So what about this?

Isn’t it natural for parents to beat their children?

After the fight, a light sentence for your good deeds can be written off and even continue to squeeze you.

"Cough...cough cough..." Ye's father shook his body and couldn't stand it anymore. He covered his chest and coughed violently.

"Brother Ye, you are not in good health, so let me do it."

Ye Qingyi stretched out his hand. Ye’s father hesitated for a moment and put the bamboo strip in Ye Qingyi’s hand: “Don’t be polite, beat him hard. This girl is not obedient and will only teach her a lesson if she is good at beating. Do she dare to go to Dongzhou?

!”

"yes."

Ye Qingyi smiled, held the bamboo strips in her hand, and looked at Ye Xuanji with sharp eyes.

"Xuan Ji, I ask you, do you know how to repent?"

Ye Qingyi asked.

Ye Xuanji raised her hand proudly, even if her chin was covered with blood and her hair was disheveled, she could not cover up her peerless charm.

"repentance?

What should I repent?

Aunt Qing, what's wrong with me following my king?

The news about the disaster star is nothing more than a frame-up.

The Eastern Emperor is definitely not a disaster star. She will even be the blessing of the gods and the people of the world! Dongzhou is a sure thing to win as an independent land. I even firmly believe that one day, Dongzhou will become an existence beyond Zhonglin Mountain!”

Ye Xuanji is sonorous and powerful.

Ye's father was so angry that he coughed again: "Rebellious girl! Rebellious girl! Beat, beat hard until she knew she was wrong."

"Xuan Ji, you are really confused."

Ye Qingyi hit Ye Xuanji's shoulder with a bamboo strip, her skin and flesh bloomed, and blood flowed out.

"Qingyi, don't you think you look like a grudge now?

Ye Jun and his family are having fun, and the couple are singing together. Your love for the past ten years is like the river flowing eastward forever. Are you very angry?"

Not only did he tear his face, Ye Xuanji also exposed Ye Qingyi's old scars.

Ye Qingyi's expression suddenly changed, and his bamboo strips under his hands increased their strength. After whipping for more than a dozen times, Ye Xuanji didn't even frown.

"Ye Xuanji, do you know your mistake?"

Ye Qingyi asked.

"Xuan Ji is not wrong!"

"good!"

Another bamboo strip was beaten, and this time the bamboo strip hit Ye Xuanji's face.

Boom! The door of the house was kicked open, and a figure stood in the entrance.

The red clothes sway in the wind, and the silver hair fell like snow.

Slight cold smoke surged, and the bamboo strips in Ye Xuanji's hand were all eroded into powder.

Ye Qingyi and Ye’s father looked back at Qingge.

"Emperor Dong, what are you doing here?"

Ye Qingyi asked.

"So you are the Eastern Emperor, you are the bastard who wants to harm me Xuan Ji!"

Ye's father was so angry that he took out his weapons and stabbed Qingge.

Hesitate.

The crows appeared and instantly gnawed off the weapons in Ye’s hand, leaving only a handle that was held in Ye’s hand.

Ye Jingjing then walked from the entrance, her eyes as sharp as swords, and her solemn aura was like howling wind, filling the entire room.

"You want to die?"

Ye Jingjing's lowering voice was strange and horrifying.

At that moment, Ye's father seemed to hear the questioning of the god of death.

Qingge looked at Ye Jingjing and sighed.

Her Jingjing is furious again.

"Be good, don't kill."

Qingge said.

Ye Jingjing looked at Qingge with red eyes: "But he scolded his sister, Jingjing wanted to kill him."

"Would you like to kill it after you have fattened?"

Qingge patiently comforted her.
To be continued...