The prince was so angry that his plea for mercy could not be heard.
"Get away!" The prince kicked Yun Changmao away.
Yun Changmao was kicked until he vomited out a mouthful of blood. He collapsed on the ground, clutching his chest, and his face turned gray.
"Daddy——" Yun Qingyue saw this scene with tears in her eyes and shouted sadly.
"Master!" The eldest lady looked frightened and didn't know what to do.
Yun Fangfei stood nearby, trembling with fear. She was deeply afraid that she would be implicated, so she quietly backed away when no one was paying attention.
Yun Changmao couldn't care about anyone else at the moment.
His only son is still in the hands of the prince, and he is about to be strangled to death!
Yun Changmao covered his chest, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and crawled to the feet of the prince on his hands and knees, "Your Highness, please have mercy! This is all the general's fault, please spare Ye'er!"
"I tell you to get out of here!" The prince's veins throbbed and he kicked him hard again.
"Your Highness! Ye'er is the only son of the last general..."
Yun Changmao ignored the prince's fierce kick and hugged one of the prince's legs while coughing blood, almost bursting into tears.
This scene is like a farce.
Yun Luo and Jun Wuchen, who were originally the actors in the play, seemed to have become the audience at this moment, standing aside and watching the play with cold eyes.
However, Jun Wuchen's attention was not on this dog-eat-dog drama.
He asked Yun Luo in a low voice: "How do you feel?"
"How do you feel?" Yun Luo looked at him inexplicably.
"Yun Changmao, isn't he your father? The prince just said a word and he sold you without mercy. Now for Yun Jinye, you are kicked until you vomit blood and you don't let go. Don't you feel uncomfortable?" p>
Jun Wuchen frowned, there seemed to be some worry in his eyes, and there was also a bit of dissatisfaction hidden in his eyes.
Yun Changmao's heart is too biased!
Although they are all biological, the daughter can be thrown away and sacrificed at will, while the son is the lifeblood.
It's really disgusting.
Only then did Yun Luo realize. She smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to it."
She didn't really regard Yun Changmao as her father.
No matter how cold-blooded he is, he can't hurt her heart, he will only make her feel sick.
Jun Wuchen seemed to have misunderstood something, with a look of distress in his eyes. He suddenly stretched out his hand, touched her cold cheek, and said softly and cautiously: "From now on, I will protect you, no one will dare to bully you.
You."
So there is nothing to be sad about. With him here, Yun Changmao is nothing.
Yun Luo's heart moved slightly.
A flash of narrowness flashed in her eyes, and she looked at him with a half-smile: "You said that, do you want to be my father?"
Yun Luo deliberately glanced at the eldest lady who was crying with tears and snot in her face, showing a bit of disgust, and whispered: "Do you have such a strong taste?"
"..." Boom!!
Bolt from the blue!
Poor Jun Wuchen was almost torn into pieces by Yun Luo's unreasonable tricks!
There was a look of shock and resentment in Yao Ye's eyes, and he stared at her blankly like a puppet.
"Hahaha..." Yun Luo was amused by his expression. The gloom in his eyes was swept away, and he was filled with smiles, bright and bright.
Before Jun Wuchen could react, the little guy in his arms opened his purple eyes wide and almost burst into tears.
No wonder dad is so bad!
He actually wants to be his mother’s father! That’s too much!
Woohoo.
The Ginkgo Garden is like a world of ice and fire.
On the one hand, there is a sword of wind and frost, on the other hand, there is joy and harmony, and irony is actually harmonious.
Hearing Yun Luo's happy laughter, Yun Qingyue, who was almost dying of tears, flashed a trace of resentment in her eyes.