Su Baixi cried and said pitifully, "Your Highness, Bai Xi beg, you persuade my father to stop, if you continue to fight like this, my second brother will die, Bai Xi begs you." ”

Su Baixi wept blood, tears were like pearls, misty and coquettish, so as not to be pitied.

Su Yueming sighed, she will never be able to learn this trick, Su Baixi does have something that she doesn't have.

In the face of such beauties crying pitifully to him, the prince's eyes were still fixed and extremely clear, and his heart did not seem to be shaken in any way because of the tearful person in front of him.

He said, "Get up." "The words are neither cold nor cold, but they are not warm, polite but alienated.

Su Baixi vaguely felt the prince's indifference, and her heart suddenly panicked, she had never seen a man who ignored her tears.

Someone once used a poem --

"Yurong is lonely and tears are dry, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring." To describe her weeping appearance, this poem is widely circulated, so the tears of Su Baixi, the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, have become something that all men are vying to see, with a mysterious atmosphere.

But the prince in front of him, although he spoke softly to her, was obviously as quiet as ever, high and majestic, and exuded a noble aura that people did not dare to approach, which invisibly raised a long hurdle between him and her.

Her heart trembled, and she continued, "Your Highness, only your father will listen to what you say here, please open the golden mouth." ”

The prince stood up, motioned to Moyu to help Su Baixi up, and said-

"You have compassion for your brother's heart, and this palace can understand, but it's just ...... This is the housework of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is inconvenient for the palace to interfere, so you can get up. ”

The prince's refusal did not leak, and Su Baixi couldn't find a point to talk about, she stood in place in a daze, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

The Prince's gaze had taken off her.

"Miss, do you understand what the prince said?" Mo Yu saw Su Baixi standing still in a daze, so he stepped forward and asked.

Su Baixi's face suddenly turned red before he left in a huff.

Su Yueming sighed lightly, not knowing weishenme, a big stone in her heart was put down, and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

Su Buqing whipped Su Zicong a hundred times, and there was no less whip, and when he finished the beating, his own palms were grinding blood, and the whole person leaned on the stone case on the side, trembling.

When Su Zicong was untied from the tree, the whole person was already blurred and unconscious. His clothes were torn, clinging to the flesh along with blood, salt water, and chili water, and his handsome face had many blood marks.

"Zicong, Zicong......" The eldest lady hurriedly ran over, saw the son in front of her, protected him distressedly, and said, "Quick, send the second young master back to the room and call the doctor!" ”

Everyone carried Su Zicong in, and the eldest lady turned her head and looked at Su Yueming fiercely, as if she wanted to kill her with this gaze, Su Yueming raised her eyes lightly and looked at her without flinching.

She just wants this old slut to taste what it is like for her children to suffer!

"Second Miss, don't run, don't run, the second aunt has an accident, the second aunt has an accident......" Suddenly, from the direction of the incense garden, there was a panicked cry of a maid in the distance.

Second Miss? Su Qingmo ran out?

Su Baixi's face suddenly showed a trace of extremely uncomfortable, panicked expression, looked up, and sure enough, he saw Su Qingmo running over like crazy.