"You want me to take off my clothes so you can wipe them?"
The little fat man had runny nose and raised his chin arrogantly: "That's right! Also, you two slaves dare to call yourself 'I' in front of this prince. You should be called slaves!"
"oh."
Feng Ruqing responded calmly.
Suddenly, vines suddenly spread out from under the little fat man's feet, and he was caught off guard and hung his whole body in the air.
Snap!
The vine whipped the little fat man's buttocks. This time, the little fat man let out a painful cry, which was heartbreaking.
Feng Lianqing: "..."
He looked at the little fat man who was hung up and beaten, and then at Feng Ruqing, who was still smiling.
Suddenly I want to take back what I just said...
Tolerance? Haha!
If such a person who is determined to retaliate can be considered magnanimous, are there still stingy people in this world?
Here, the little fat man kept struggling on the vines and said angrily: "You, a little slave, dare to attack this prince..."
Snap!
Another vine pulled down, causing him to swallow all his words and let out a heart-breaking cry.
"I never care about children," the girl said with a smile. "If a naughty child disobeys me, I'll just give him a beating. Why bother with him?"
Everyone: "..."
Feng Lianqing and others finally reacted and wanted to rescue the little prince. Unexpectedly, Nan Xian had already arrived in front of them, his expression as cold as the moon.
"Qing'er teaches people by herself, she doesn't need help from others."
Feng Lianqing: "..."
God doesn’t need fucking help!
Which eye did this guy see that he wanted to help Feng Ruqing?
but……
Feng Lianqing's eyes moved a few times.
This naughty kid is often arrogant and domineering. It shouldn't be a big deal if he teaches him a lesson, right?
Otherwise...he pretends that he can't beat this man? When His Majesty really asks the question, Master will definitely help him.
After all, it's not his fault, nor is it his fault. It's the naughty kid who provoked someone else. If he can't beat this person, what can he do?
so……
When Feng Lianqing approached Nan Xian again, Nan Xian just raised his hand and saw that Feng Lianqing's chest was slightly raised, and he suddenly raised his chest to meet his hand...
Nanxian: "..."
boom!
With a roar, Feng Lianqing flew out and rolled on the ground in a panic. He tried to get up after a few attempts, but finally fell to the ground softly.
Can't get up...
Everyone in the General's Mansion looked at each other in disbelief.
Mr. Lian Qing has fallen, so...should they continue to attack?
These people were silent for a while, then looked at the little prince who was being hung up and beaten, and finally gritted their teeth and rushed forward.
Only this time, none of these people came close to Nanxian. They all rolled to the ground, wailing.
Nanxian: "..."
This time he didn't seem to take action yet.
Under the sky at this moment, the heart-rending scream of the little fat man was very sweet.
Yes, if you listen to the wind, the sound is very pleasant.
Every time he wanted to curse, he would be slapped by Feng Ruqing and hold back the words, and all he could hear was crying.
Perhaps because he had been beaten enough, the little prince stopped scolding him, so Feng Ruqing threw him to the ground.
The beautiful face was still smiling, with curved eyebrows, looking down at the little prince.
"You just...did you want someone to take off their clothes and wipe your face?"
The little prince was startled. He thought for a moment and carefully replied: "Myself."