She looked at the third sister and yelled, and a group of little sisters immediately gathered around her. A group of young girls from aristocratic families were rolling up their sleeves and preparing to hit someone. They couldn't say anything, but they couldn't really fight the girl, and they didn't want to fight.
There is another story about the past.
The third sister is very popular, whether she is a girl from a civil servant's family or a military officer's family, she can become her best friend.
She watched Su Yilian, the direct daughter of the Su family, silence the young men who were trying to persuade them with just a few words, her face filled with shame.
"When I see a beautiful girl, your two ounces of flesh are not yet fully grown and you are starting to lose weight? Are you a man or an animal?"
"This pulley was obviously brought by Ayan, but you later used it to borrow flowers and offer it to the Buddha. Where did your brain grow?"
These words were really rough, and even she understood. This young lady from the Su family was famous for her venomous tongue. Walking with the third sister was such that even a man in the army would avoid it. How could those knowledgeable scribes make such a fuss?
Get by.
She didn’t know who lit the fire there, but the two parties got into a fight. She watched the third sister, who couldn’t do martial arts, being pushed to the ground. She hurriedly walked forward to the snow and helped her up.
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"I'm so angry! Fourth sister, please stay away and don't hurt you. I'm going to tear Wen Miaoran apart today. You dare to trick me!"
"Hey, stop fighting, stop fighting!"
She looked at Shen Zhishu, who often came to see her, protecting her second sister. The third sister couldn't beat the martial artist, but the weak scholar could still beat him. She jumped up and scratched Shen Zhishu's face, and pulled Wen Miaoran's hair.
At home, the third sister never reasoned with the second sister. This skill of scratching people's hair was also practiced with the second sister year after year.
The second sister, who was hiding among the young masters of the aristocratic family, had her hair pulled. She could no longer maintain her cold and proud look, and started fighting with the third sister.
The battle soon spread in front of her. A long whip wrapped around her waist from behind and pulled her back. She was immediately pulled back by a huge force.
She was startled, a warm hand pressed against her back, and the person behind her bent down and whispered in her ear: "Little rabbit, you don't know how to fight, be careful of hurting you."
The boy's warm breath blew into her ear, and when she turned her face, she saw that beautiful green cheek. She immediately blushed and stood further away, hiding behind a pillar and standing sideways.
The young man looked at her, grinned, and wanted to walk towards her.
When he moved, she hid behind the pillar, and then they began to circle around the pillar.
The boy finally couldn't help but grabbed her hand, "Little Rabbit, are you afraid of me?"
It's not that she's afraid of him, it's just that when she's with someone she doesn't know very well, she always subconsciously resists him and can't say anything.
"You...I..." She looked down at her toes and shrank back.
"My name is Que Wu, you know me." The young man spoke a very poor but fairly fluent Beiyuan dialect.
When Que Wu saw his brother sending letters to sister Qingyu, he would sometimes draw pictures of himself, and he would also pester his brother to draw him as well.
Just now, Sister Qingyu told him that this little rabbit had seen him many times.
"I know you too, little rabbit. My brother told me that sister Qingyu has a treasure at home, which is more precious than the most dazzling gem of Salo."
Que Wu walked up to Little Rabbit and saw that she didn't dare to interact with people. He handed her his long whip and said, "Little Rabbit, I'll take you outside for a walk. I see you've been staying in the corridor for a long time."
He looked at Little Rabbit who had just been here watching the young men and ladies outside playing in the square. He obviously wanted to go out.
Xiao Jiaojiao hesitated for a while, then reached out and took the boy's whip.
The boy held the other end of the whip and led her into the snow.
He looked back and saw the little rabbit grabbing the whip and following him, so well-behaved that he couldn't help but want to touch her head.
"Hahaha, Wen Jiaojiao, are you a puppy? My dogs don't even have leashes!"
Hearing this voice, Xiao Jiaojiao stopped and saw Xiang Cheng, who always liked to bully her, sitting on a pulley pulled by a big dog, running towards her.
She let go of the whip, and the next moment, Xiang Cheng was whipped off the pulley by the long whip and rolled several times in the snow.
When the two big dogs ran up to her, she stretched out her hand and made a blocking gesture: "Caiyuan Guangjin, sit down."
The two big dogs immediately sat down obediently, wagging their tails crazily and sticking out their tongues at her.
Xiao Jiaojiao raised the corner of his mouth, glanced at Xiang Cheng struggling in the snow, walked up to Que Wu, grabbed the end of his whip, and led him onto the pulley.
She touched Caiyuan Guangjin's head and whispered softly: "Caiyuan Guangjin, start running, run slower, but don't be caught by Xiang Cheng."
"Wow!" Caiyuan Guangjin was extremely smart. Hearing that he was about to walk his master again, he ran forward excitedly.
"That's my dog!" Xiang Cheng rolled up from the snow angrily. As soon as he stood up, he was knocked to the ground by Que Wu's whip.
The sound of the whip piercing the air resounded throughout the square, and she was thinking that being whipped like this would make Xiang Cheng so painful that he couldn't get out of bed for several days.
Xiang Cheng looked at the two people running away on the pulley and murmured: "I'm here to take you to play together."
"Oh shit!"
The more Xiang Cheng thought about it, the angrier he became. He took the dog training whistle and chased the dog while blowing it. Caiyuan Guangjin had played this game with his owner more than once, always keeping a distance from him and looking at Xiang Cheng.
Seemingly chasing after them in embarrassment, Xiao Jiaojiao finally laughed happily.
The relatives of various aristocratic families were still drinking and chatting at the palace banquet. In the square outside the Yingqing Palace, their precious sons and daughters were struggling in a chaotic manner. The maids and servants who followed them started fighting after being unable to stop the fight. The scene was extremely chaotic.
, the sharp whistle and their shouts finally alerted the people inside.
When everyone came out to take a look, they saw the young boys and girls who had been beaten as if they were trying to kill their relatives, as well as the two big dogs pulling the pulley and running around them, and the whistler chasing the dogs behind them.
Xiang Cheng made them dumbfounded.
Xiao Jiaojiao watched everyone in the Yingqing Hall come out, causing Caiyuan Guangjin to stop. Xiang Chenglai knelt down on the snow, pointing at her and was speechless for a long time.
"Wen Jiaojiao, you...just wait for me!" After saying that, just as he was about to lie down on the snow to take a breath, he heard his sister Xiang Wenzhu shouting: "Brother! I was beaten! Wow!
Woohoo!”
He had no choice but to get up again and staggered towards Xiang Wenzhu: "Who hit you?"
"Zhou Mosi and her brother!"
"It's no use. Zhou Mosi falls down when the wind blows. Can you learn from Wen Yanxi? I'll give you Zhou Ze, and you go and scratch Zhou Mosi."
Xiang Wenzhu saw her brother coming to support her, covering her face that was red from being scratched, she rushed over to pinch Zhou Mosi: "Zhou Mosi, you little bitch! Your mother-in-law is just the top concubine, and she shamelessly took away the position obtained by the main wife.
, you are worthy of farting in front of me, do you want to teach Wen Miaoran how your mother-in-law can rise to power?"
Zhou Mosi was scratched and bitten by Xiang Wenzhu, and her face was scratched by her long fingers. She screamed: "Xiang Wenzhu, are you a dog? My hand! Stop biting!"
Xiang Wenzhu: "I made you say bad things about me behind my back every day! I made you criticize my mother-in-law! I will bite you to death!"
Xiao Jiaojiao was lying on the edge of the pulley watching a group of people fighting there. The young men from aristocratic families were beaten by the girls and screamed repeatedly. Many girls from military generals' families saw that the men actually started to fight with the girls, and their cloaks flickered.
Twist your sleeves and join in.
Xiang Cheng was punched twice in the face by Bang Bang, a girl from a military general's family who didn't know where he came from. He immediately covered his face and knelt down.
Xiao Jiaojiao listened to him yelling: "Why are you hitting me?! I didn't hit a woman!"
She watched Xiang Cheng loosen his hand, revealing a green and red face, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
In the end, it was Sister Qingyu who stopped them and stopped the farce.
Xiao Jiaojiao watched the third sister seize the opportunity when everyone stopped, and grabbed the second sister's messy long hair. "Ouch!" she knelt down on the ground, and by the way, she pulled the second sister by her hair and pushed her into the snow.
At this time, no one dared to take action. Although the third sister did not know how to use martial arts, the second sister did not know either. The third sister pretended to scream and wail in pain and pinned the second sister to the snow. She also pinched her a few times until she was relieved.
Only when he was angry did he let go.
"You girls from Beiyuan seem to be as good as us from Suoluo." Que Wu said in her ear.
Xiao Jiaojiao glanced at him and lowered his head.
Que Wu smiled and said: "The same goes for you, little rabbit. You are just too weak, but you are smart and can solve problems without force."
Looking at the young man's sincere eyes, Xiao Jiaojiao pursed his lips and smiled, then nodded lightly: "Yes."