"Apologise? I saved you, and you still want me to apologize?"
"This is natural! You are so uneducated!"
Tang Yinchen's eyes suddenly became fierce. He lost his mother when he was born, and he has hated to say that she was uneducated since he was a child.
Yang Huanzhi remembered that once, a street gangster stole Tang Yinchen's money and scolded him for having a mother rather than a mother. Tang Yinchen immediately broke the other man's arm. In the end, Tang Taiwei beat him with domestic violence.
One meal and one month of confinement.
The girl's words hit a painful point in Tang Yinchen's heart. Seeing his eyes turning red, Yang Huanzhi's pretense of aloofness suddenly collapsed. He raised his hand to go around the back of his neck, wanting to pat him.
On his shoulder, his hand involuntarily reached his head and stroked it gently a few times.
It was okay if he didn't comfort him. Once he comforted him, Tang Yinchen suddenly showed a helpless look like a deer, his pupils were wet, and he reluctantly smiled back.
Originally, Su Zhen only wanted to watch the show, but looking at Tang Yinchen's expression, she suddenly remembered her past life. She...she also had almost no memory of her mother.
She was convinced that it was not that she had forgotten, but that she had never had a mother.
She had never seen her father before he mysteriously disappeared.
In the two lifetimes combined, Yan Huiran was her only mother, and it was Yan Huiran who gave her the maternal love and affection she had always wanted.
But Tang Yinchen was not as lucky as she was. His mother died of a hemorrhage, but she gave birth to him with her last breath. From the moment he opened his eyes, he and his mother were in heaven.
Forever apart.
Gu Yunshu didn't need to look back to guess that Su Zhen was about to take action again.
"Don't move."
"What?" Su Zhen, who was about to make a move, paused.
"There's no need for you to bother me."
After Gu Yunshu finished speaking, he saw the girl in royal blue clothes waving her whip again and throwing it towards Tang Yinchen's face.
Everyone couldn't help but hissed and took a breath of cold air.
Behind this young master of the Tang family is the Tang Taiwei. Although he has practiced martial arts, he is still delicate and expensive. This whip will not leave his skin and flesh to pieces.
Listening to the strong wind in his ears, Tang Yinchen's anger was finally aroused. He suddenly raised his arm and took the whip firmly in his hand.
At the same time, he exerted force on his hand and wrapped the whip around his hand several times. With a sudden force, the girl staggered and fell two steps in his direction.
Su Zhen secretly smiled in her heart, clapped her hands on the straw and applauded Tang Yinchen.
Gu Yunshu put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and patted her head. The latter showed an empty mouth and narrowed his eyes in a smile.
While Shang Yuchen looked at this dramatic scene, he just glanced at Mo Xiu Da Tusi lightly.
It's just that the latter didn't mean to stop him, but showed appreciation in his eyes.
On the other side, the situation was tense and the atmosphere was grim.
The foreign girl tugged on the whip in her hand, but the other end was tightly locked in Tang Yinchen's hand. No matter how hard she pulled, it didn't move at all.
Yang Huanzhi put his hand on the back of Tang Yinchen's hand and said in a deep voice, "Yinchen, let go."
Tang Yinchen looked at him with red eyes. After seeing the warmth in his eyes, he snorted coldly and seemed to want to let go... But just when the girl relaxed, she suddenly pointed the whip forward.
With a tug, the latter fell forward unexpectedly.
After she stood firm, she stamped her feet angrily, turned around and yelled at the maid beside her, "A'duo! Why don't you come and help me take him down!"
A'duo's expression was stiff, like a piece of wood without emotion. After hearing her voice, he immediately wanted to take action, but Yang Huanzhi quickly pulled out the sword from his waist.
"I want to see who dares to touch him today!"
"Tch! Just you? A weak scholar with no power to tie a chicken, you are worthy of fighting this lady?"
Shuya put her hands on her hips and looked at Yang Huanzhi with disdain.
"Huanzhi naturally can't beat the girl, but the person the girl wants to hurt is the person Huanzhi wants to protect for the rest of his life. Besides, it was Yinchen who saved the girl. With so many people watching, the girl is
I will avenge my kindness without fear of losing the face of my clan."
Shuya raised the hand holding the hilt of the sword, pointed at herself with her thumb, and said proudly, "Smelly scholar, this lady is Shuya, the eldest lady of the Kayi tribe! It was he who was powerless against me first, and everyone was
You can see it! What’s more! This lady is from a girl’s family, so what’s wrong with him giving in to me?”
Shuya was so rude and unreasonable, which ruined the little goodwill she had in Yang Huanzhi's eyes.
Yang Huanzhi glanced at her coldly, held Tang Yinchen's other wrist carelessly, and pulled Tang Yinchen to the horse. The two of them rode the same horse and headed toward the rear.
The carriage goes off.
"Yinchen, let's go, I'll take you to apply medicine."
Everyone could vaguely hear Tang Yinchen's voice coming from the wind, "Old Yang, don't be angry, it's just a little girl, how can you hurt me?"
"The strange disease has not yet been controlled. Be careful of infection. It will be terrible if the poison enters your blood."
"oh!"
The people behind them who had been ignored for a long time finally came to their senses and began to whisper.
Most people in Shangyuchen despise this foreign eldest lady for her beauty but lack of etiquette.
As for the people in Jiangducheng, many people were silent. Shuya was a well-known little witch. No one could avoid her, but those two people actually dared to bump into her.
"Great-grandfather! Why did you let the bad guys bully Aya and didn't help Aya? Look at them all leaving! You didn't stop them either!"
Shuya trotted to Mo Xiu's carriage and pulled Mo Xiu's arm back and forth like a baby, tears welling up in her eyes.
Mo Xiu met Shang Yuchen's teasing gaze, stroked the gray stubble on his chin, and let out a hearty laugh.
"Your Highness, please don't be offended. This girl Aya has been spoiled by the old man over the years." Mo Xiu smiled at Shang Yuchen, then turned to Shuya and said in a tone of half rebuke and half doting, "Aya
!Why don’t you come and pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince!”
Shuya recited His Highness the Prince in a low voice, raised her delicate brows lightly, and looked at the Prince sitting on the BMW. The soft gaze in her eyes made people feel like they were soaking in the first rain of autumn, sweeping away the heat of late summer.
The men of the Kayi tribe are all rough men, and few of them are as stunning as Shang Yuchen and others, whose looks are as if God has carefully crafted them one stroke at a time.
Shuya obediently performed the most formal etiquette in the clan towards Shangyu Chen, "Shuya has met His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Miss Shuya is exempt from the gift." Shangyu Chen immediately raised his hand to help her politely.
Shuya raised her eyes and asked with a smile, "Your Highness, it is said that water and soil nourish people. It seems that Kyoto City should be a good place. But the grassland of our Kayi tribe is not bad. If there is a chance, Your Highness, please come."
Our grassland!”
"Okay! Miss Shuya kindly invites you, but I am disrespectful."
Shangyu Chen smiled warmly, Shuya touched her earlobe and smiled sweetly.
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