"Less...... Young Marshal...... I...... I didn't mean that! Liu Quan's legs trembled even more, and his face, which was originally full and ruddy due to the happy event, suddenly turned pale, like a white sculpture that had fallen off, miserable, he was incoherent, and simply knelt down directly: "Young marshal, I was wrong, I didn't know that you were here, young marshal, otherwise I wouldn't dare to say something like that!" I was talking about myself! How dare you offend the marshal and the young marshal! ”

Zhang Yifeng looked at him with a squint: "I really want to shoot you." ”

"Ahh Young marshal, young marshal's subordinates are merciful! I was wrong, I was wrong! I said the wrong thing, I slap my mouth! Palm! Liu Quan was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly, and then slapped himself hard again and again, and the pale and sad sculpture face turned red from the slap, and there were red finger prints on it.

Yingying looked at the arrogant and domineering person who was usually so dog-slave at this moment, and sneered disdainfully. When the people in the city saw it, they couldn't help but sigh for a while, and at the same time, thinking of Liu Quan's style on weekdays, they secretly screamed in their hearts, and even wished that he would start heavier and heavier.

Standing in the corner of the courtyard, Qin Youchen and Zhao Ji who were hiding in the crowd were also watching this scene. Xiao Hei kept applauding, and even said, "Yes! Should! This kind of person should be taught a hard lesson! Now it's cheaper for him! ”

Qin Youchen smiled secretly: "Do you think you can let him go like this?" As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Zhao Ji beside him, intentionally or unintentionally, but found that her shocked expression stared at Zhang Yifeng intently, even the maid Baocui behind her.

What happened to these two people?

Just when Qin Youchen was puzzled, Zhang Yifeng's voice suddenly sounded: "Enough, don't be embarrassed in front of so many people, it's an eyesore." ”

Although the sarcastic words were heard in Liu Quan's ears, he was like an amnesty, and he hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes......"

Zhang Yifeng glanced at him impatiently, then locked his eyes on Yingying who was standing behind Liu Quan, and asked, "She is the ninth aunt you want to marry?" ”

Hearing the mention of Yingying, Liu Quan couldn't care about the pain in his mouth and cheeks, and responded with a smile: "Back to the young marshal's words, it is exact, there is still one step to be done." ”

"Really?" Zhang Yifeng said, smiling slightly: "Then I came at the right time." ”

When Liu Quan heard this, he was puzzled: "What does the young marshal mean by this?" ”

Zhang Yifeng sat on the chair, took the hot tea handed over, took a sip, and asked casually: "I heard that she is the maid of the Qin family, right?" ”

"This, this ......" Liu Quan's face stiffened, his eyes rolled around, and he was hesitant.

"Liu Quan! How daring! Before Liu Quan could come up with a suitable answer, Zhang Yifeng threw the tea bowl directly to the ground: "I dare to abuse my power and satisfy my own selfish desires!" ”

The tea splashed Liu Quan's face, but he didn't even dare to shout, his body began to tremble again, and he didn't dare to look up at the other party with his head buried low. This Zhang Shaoshuai's ruthlessness, superb skills, and strong style of action are known to everyone in the entire military circle, and no one knows it, that is, Zhang Dashuai, in front of this only son, he has to be a little restrained, and he is unwilling to touch his brows.