Hearing the crisp and cheerful laughter outside, as well as her most annoying cat meow, a dark cloud had already risen on Mrs. Jie's beautiful face.
Qiu'er looked at his face and immediately pretended to complain, "How could King Qing tolerate that bitch's brother staying in the house? He knew that Madam didn't like those little beasts, but she still allowed him to raise them. Qiu'er really felt unfair for Madam.
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"Stop talking!" Mrs. Jie scolded, staring at Qing'er playing with Xiaomu in the courtyard, her anger getting stronger and stronger.
Lan Xuanyun's humiliation to her that day was still vivid in her mind. Now, King Qing actually issued an order that no one should make things difficult for Qing'er, showing his intention to protect her. She was losing face both inside and outside. How could she do this?
I can swallow this breath!
Every time Xiaomu screamed, her heart grew colder. Finally, Mrs. Jie couldn't bear it and stood up, "Let's go! I want to see if the majestic wife of the Prince's Mansion can teach these two little beasts a lesson!"
"Yes," Qiu'er followed Mrs. Jie out of the house.
Looking coldly at Qing'er who was playing with Xiaomu, Mrs. Jie waved to Qiu'er, "Go and catch that little beast."
"Uh...yes." Qiu'er's hand still had old wounds from being scratched by it, but she didn't dare to disobey her master's order, so she could only walk over.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Qiu'er who was walking towards this side. Qing'er had quick eyesight and quick hands. He picked up the small piece of wood and ran away. Unexpectedly, he hit a wall of flesh. He rubbed his sore little head. He raised his head and saw Wan Qiqing.
With a cold expression on his face, he was so scared that he froze in place and did not dare to move.
"What are you doing, so panicked?"
Seeing Qing'er subconsciously hiding the kitten behind her, a smile appeared on her stern face.
"No, I didn't do anything." Qing'er was still very afraid of the man in front of her. He would never forget how he treated his sister.
"Say!" Wan Qiqing deliberately made a serious face, which frightened Qing'er and immediately said without thinking, "There is a bad woman chasing me behind!"
He turned his gaze behind Qing'er, and after catching a glimpse of Qiu'er's body that had no time to dodge, his expression suddenly turned cold, "Come here!"
Qiu'er stepped forward and lowered herself resignedly, "My servant, please see King Qing."
"Why are you chasing Qing'er?" The voice was calm and intimidating.
"Yes..." Qiu'er shrank back. She really didn't have the courage to lie in front of King Qing, but she couldn't admit that it was the madam's order. She was in a dilemma, and she was the one who suffered the loss after all.
As if he didn't want to waste time, Wan Qiqing turned around and said casually, "Go down and receive ten lashes."
"Forgive me, King Qing! Forgive me, King Qing!" Qiu'er was suddenly dripping with cold sweat and kowtowed to beg for mercy. In desperation, she had no choice but to tell the truth, "Yes, it was the lady who ordered the slave to come and catch that cat."
The eagle's eyes narrowed and looked towards Mingcuiju.
Inside Mingcui's house, Wan Qiqing sat on his seat, staring at the woman kneeling on the ground, "I said, no one is allowed to cause trouble for Qing'er again. You should know the consequences of disobeying me."
Mrs. Jie shuddered and immediately burst into tears, "King Qing, I am not doing anything difficult for Qing'er. I just want to lock up the cat." It seemed that the more she spoke, the more reluctant she was, her sad eyes looking at the cold people on the seat.
Man, "I am the wife of King Qing, don't you even have the power to punish a beast? Or is it because King Qing wants to please Lan Xuanyun?"