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"You evil son, I have brought shame on you, how much more trouble do you want to cause? You dare to cause trouble in the royal backyard! Who borrowed your courage?" The third prince, Zhaohua Kingdom is famous.
The virtuous king would go crazy over and over again only when facing his own daughter.
The little girl was born with a demonic temperament, so she was not afraid of her father. She immediately stretched her throat and shouted at the door: "Three lunatics, why are you so crazy! Look at you, your daughter is only eight years old and you are...
Serve me with a whip, you are a wise king, I think you are a king who has nothing to do."
Dong Qianmo shook his hand angrily, twitched the corners of his mouth, and swung the whip out of his hand. Dong Nisheng dodged dexterously while making a face. The hint of cunning in his eyes certainly did not escape the eyes of his Ninth Prince, Dong Yan
Qi helplessly pulled up the corners of his lips, and slightly opened his red lips like bright flowers: "Third brother, Sheng'er is still young after all. Don't be too serious with her. She is also a girl, Yunying's unmarried girl. This
How do you tell her to go to her husband’s house in the future?”
Even though he knew that Dong Yanqi was interceding for the stinky girl, Dong Qianmo still stopped moving his hands.
With a pair of cold eyes, Dong Nisheng seemed to be sure that I would not go too far with Uncle Jiu Wang at home, or she wanted to take this opportunity to spread her reputation even further, so she shouted out
The following heroic words: "I don't want to marry those ordinary people. If I want to marry, I must marry Uncle Jiuwang..."
The next words were replaced by the harshness of the whip.
Although he knew that what she said was arousing Dong Qianmo, somewhere in the bottom of his heart still trembled uncontrollably, and he felt slightly absent-minded looking at the figure jumping up and down.
An eight-year-old body can never compete with an adult, even Dong Nisheng, who was predicted to be a genius by the Six Chou, is no exception. After a while, the situation gradually deteriorated, and the black whip shadow was about to hit her in the face.
On the way, out of instinctive reaction, he had caught the young body as early as the next second.
When Dong Qianmo was young, he was galloping on the battlefield, and his arm strength was self-evident. This strike was a real blow for him, so when he heard the muffled sound of the skin being torn apart, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
He snorted coldly, pointed at the bastard and issued a final ultimatum: "If you continue to talk nonsense to me, don't blame me for not thinking about the relationship between father and daughter. I will go to the palace tomorrow to listen to Mr. Lin.
Book."
The whip was thrown to the ground. Ni Sheng hid in his arms for a long time before looking up. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the three madmen leaving, "Uncle Jiu, you are really my lucky star! Are you... injured?"
She was stunned by the sticky liquid on her hands and the pungent blood. Her little face immediately turned serious, "Sheng'er, give Uncle Jiu the medicine."
He turned his head and stared at her serious little face, a hint of something strange flashed in the depths of his dark pupils.
Probably because she was injured so often, the little girl's room was equipped with a medicine box. A series of actions such as cleaning, applying medicine, and bandaging were performed so neatly by an eight-year-old girl.
"Okay." She tied a big bow on it, looked around with satisfaction, and showed what she thought was a beautiful smile to the beautiful Uncle Jiu.
It's Feiyu's fault that he is slow to update his text and makes everyone wait o(n_n)o~ Feiyu has worked very hard to code words...