Wan Qiqing motioned to one side impatiently, and his subordinates immediately understood, walked down the steps, and pulled away Qing'er who was hugging Mai Mai.
"Bad guy, you are a big bad guy! You bully my sister, I will never let you go when you grow up!" Qing'er cried and shouted at Wan Qiqing, who was standing on the stage with his head held high.
Wan Qiqing raised his eyebrows in interest, but was not angry because of his words.
"Continue!" he ordered in a cold voice with no expression on his face.
The servant who was being tortured picked up the whip again.
"King Qing, please spare Miss Lan!"
At this time, Aunt Zhang suddenly rushed out from the crowd of servants who were watching, knelt down in front of Wan Qiqing with a plop, and said with tears in her eyes, "King Qing, those things to eat were not stolen by Miss Lan, but by the slaves."
For her."
Mai Mai hurriedly shouted, "Aunt Zhang, what are you talking about? I obviously stole it!" Seeing Aunt Zhang turn her head, he winked at her quickly, but said firmly, "Aunt Zhang, I know you treat me badly.
OK, you want to take the blame for me, but I can’t accept it!”
"Miss Lan..." Aunt Zhang choked and looked at her bruised body with distress.
"Pull this meddlesome person down!" Wan Qiqing didn't even look at the people in the audience. He carried Mrs. Jie and turned into the front hall. "Keep fighting!" He had already seen their little moves.
inside.
Mrs. Jie cast a proud glance at Mai Mai and snuggled tightly into Wan Qiqing's arms. King Qing could only belong to her.
"Pah! Pah!"
The whip struck Maimai hard again, but the heartbreaking pain was not as concerning as Qing'er's cry.
"Sister, sister!" Qing'er tried desperately to run to her sister, but Aunt Zhang held her tightly.
"Qing, Qing'er be good, sister...sister, it doesn't hurt..." Mai Mai struggled to smile.
Suddenly, figures were seen shaking, and before everyone could react, the servant holding the whip had been kicked far away, and the whip had fallen into his hand. Without any effort from his hand, the whip had been broken into several pieces.
cut.
"Summon the king?" the servants exclaimed.
Mai Mai's consciousness was slightly distracted, and his vision was gradually blurred, but he could still see his unique bewitching smile. At some point, his body was no longer restrained. Mai Mai fell forward weakly, and fell straight into a warm place.
in the arms of.
The injuries on her body made him frown. Underneath her bohemian appearance, there was an imperceptible feeling of love.
"Sister..." Qing'er hurried over and pushed Wan Qizhao hard, "Give my sister back to me! You are all bad guys!" Everyone here wants to hurt him and his sister. He hates them!
"Qing'er, don't be unreasonable!" Aunt Zhang grabbed Qing'er in time, bowed down to Wanqizhao, and begged, "King Zhao, please save Miss Lan. She has a delicate body, and these few whips have already destroyed her.
It’s too much to bear, let alone fifty lashes.”
Fifty lashes?
Wan Qizhao looked at the person in his arms. She had already lost consciousness in pain, and her pale face made her heartache. Without thinking about it, Wan Qizhao picked her up and walked out of the house.
"Sixth brother!"
Behind him, Wan Qiqing stood firmly on the steps, looking at him with a cold expression.
Wan Qizhao stopped and turned around slowly, his evil smile still on his lips, "Third brother."
"Where are you going with my people?" Han's eyes were slightly closed and his tone was calm, but the angry anger was already leaking out little by little.
"Eh? Third brother, have you forgotten?" Wan Qizhao opened his eyes wide, "Didn't our father order us to bring the person who proposed the plan for the Cijiang plague to the palace?" He glanced at Mai Mai in his arms and chuckled.
, "Since the third brother is too noble and forgets things, I can only do it for the sixth brother."