"Xiang'er!"

Ying Jiqing pounced on his son, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were split: "Hero, you have mutilated your brothers of the same clan for no reason, I ...... I'm going to sue you in front of the old man! ”

"Then you have to move quickly, don't look back, and you can't even catch up with the body of your son." The hero sneered, "That's it, Your Highness is a good person to the end, and my carriage can be borrowed from you." ”

Ying Jiqing thought she had misheard: "You...... You're going to kill me...... My son? ”

"Nonsense! Co-authored it for a long time, but you didn't listen to it at all? Your precious son openly claims that the Eight Poles Palace belongs to your family, and he deserves to die for such a big crime of disrespect? ”

I don't know if it's a pain in my spirit, Ying Xiang suddenly poured out a surge of courage and said loudly: "The Eight Poles Palace was originally our Ying family, what was wrong?" ”

"Look, he said again that it was his family, everyone heard it, it was arrogant and rampant to the extreme."

"My son is talking about the Ying family!" Yingji Qingdao.

"Really? Could it be that I have a problem with my ears today, why don't I hear the word 'English'? Did you hear that? ”

"When I returned to His Highness, I didn't hear the words of the lowly ranks." Gao Wu and his men shook their heads like rattles.

"What did you hear?" The hero looked at Yingxiang's fox friends again.

"He said it was his family."

"Yes, we didn't hear the word 'English' either."

The hero smiled and asked Ying Jiqing, "What else does Uncle Cousin have to say?" ”

Ying Jiqing was shocked and angry, trembling all over: "Hero, you can reverse black and white, the old man doesn't believe that you can still reverse this Lang Lang Qiankun!" If you kill my whole family, you want to see if the blood of more than 70 people in my house can clear my son's grievances! ”

"Ho! That's a good point. The hero gave a thumbs up, and then his expression was as cold as ice, "Are you scaring me?" ”

Ying Jiqing covered his son's broken arm wound and stopped talking.

"Gao Wu."

"Humble duty!"

"The blood is flowing too slowly."

"Understood!"

Gao Wulu pulled out his waist knife again, so frightened that Ying Jiqing almost fainted.

His son's blood has already been shed all over the ground, and if he is cut down again, it will be difficult for the gods to save him!

"Stop! Stop......"

His face was ashen, and his old tears were full of tears, "Your Highness, please be gracious, the old man only has this son, please spare his life!" ”

"Don't, cousin! What I just said was so imposing, I was almost scared by you. Go on, there's hope, hold on for a while, maybe I won't be able to hold on to admit defeat first! ”

Seeing that the hero smiled gently, step by step, as if he was really cheering people on, Rao is Motu had an indifferent personality, and he couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp.

Not to mention Gao Wu and other tiger guards, some people even subconsciously clenched their knives.

They all felt that His Highness had changed. A month ago, His Highness smiled very kindly, making people feel like a spring breeze, and although His Highness's smile is still cordial, it has a lot of indescribable majesty.

It's like...... It's like when facing the palace master!

Ying Jiqing couldn't hold on any longer, and finally collapsed, kowtowing to Jiaqiao while pressing her son's wound.

"Jiaqiao girl, the old man has no way to teach his son, which has caused you to be offended, please forgive him for the sake of my son's punishment! I beg you......"

In fact, the moment Jia Qiao saw the hero in front of the bronze gate, he had already forgotten about being teased and humiliated by Yingxiang.

She only has the young master in her eyes, and whether the others are good or bad has nothing to do with her.

"Young master, Jia Qiao is fine, you can dissipate your anger and let him go!"

"Okay, you can let it go."

The hero got up very simply, didn't even look at Ying Jiqing's father and son, led Jiaqiao to the carriage, and muttered: "Little Jiaqiao, don't always be so soft-hearted in the future, young master, I haven't had fun yet!" ”

Gao Wu and the others were suddenly full of black lines.

Ying Jiqing didn't care about this, and shouted and beckoned the servant to carry his son into the mansion, only then did he look back and look at it resentfully.

"Young Master......"

In the swaying carriage, Jia Qiao let the hero pilllow on his lap, and when he opened his mouth, his eyes turned red first.

The hero had no choice but to get up again and coax the little girl in his arms.

"What's the matter? Why are you crying again? If you are still aggrieved in your heart, then let's turn back and cut off the heads of both father and son for you to kick as a ball, okay? ”

The little girl shook her head very hard: "Jiaqiao is not wronged, Jiaqiao is very happy!" Young Master, you ...... Can you please stop being so nice to me?

Jia Qiao is just a maid, it's not worth you to do such an excessive thing for me, the hundred officials will impeach you, and the lord and wife will also scold you! ”

"You're stupid again, aren't you? You've been in the young master's room since you were five years old. In the eyes of others, you are my maid, but in my heart, there is no difference between you and your parents and sisters, they are all family.

Secretly tell you a little secret, do you know why the young master insisted on buying you and taking it home? It just depends on how beautiful you are born, and you will definitely grow into a beautiful woman in the future.

In other words, the young master raised you as a little daughter-in-law.

The daughter-in-law was bullied, and as a man, she couldn't do anything too much. ”

This is the first time that Jia Qiao has heard the young master call himself his daughter-in-law, and his excited delicate body began to tremble, and his face was red as if he had drunk a big jar of wine, and he was delicate.

"Young Master, you...... Can you say that again? Jia Qiao didn't ...... Didn't hear ......."

The hero was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Stinky girl, you're pretty good at learning and selling. Okay, the young master satisfies you, the little daughter-in-law quickly pricked up her ears, and as many times as she wants to listen, the young master will call you as many times! ”

Jia Qiao buried his face in his chest in shame, but he didn't forget to show a red ear.

Holding such a cute girl in his arms is definitely a test for a man with strong blood.

The hero took a deep breath to suppress the desire to break his oath, and was about to shout, when he suddenly felt the carriage stop, and then heard Yingchen's voice sound outside.

"Young master, the old man asked you to see him."

"What a fucking bad luck!" After scolding, the hero said coldly: "I know, I'll go later." ”

"The old man said, right away."

The hero lifted the curtain of the car and looked at Yingchen with a smile: "I said, wait a while!" ”

Yingchen turned his eyes to look at Yinghe who was sitting on the wheel, took a step back to get out of the way, and pursed his lips without saying a word.

The corners of the hero's mouth curled slightly, and he said to Mo Tu, who was following behind: "You go to Bilian Yuan to see my master first, and I'll go over when I'm done." Irry can go home, and I'll have someone look for you if there's something. ”

Mo Tu felt the breath of Xia Yingchen, felt that he couldn't beat it, silently shook off the whip, and drove around the front.

"I'm a little hungry, I haven't eaten Granny Cao's meatloaf for a long time. Yinghe, go to Tiancang Street. ”

The hero knocked on the wall of the car and closed the window.

Yingchen watched the carriage go away little by little, until it disappeared around the corner of the street, sighed lightly, looked up at the eaves of the black wall of the Baji Palace, and looked sad and lonely.