Xiao Yixian straightened out Qingsi, and said lazily: "I see that Xiao Yiling is harmful to Xiao Yiran's heart but did not stop it, firstly, it can make the fourth prince even more disgusted with Xiao Yiran's fiancée, and secondly, we can take the opportunity to seize Xiao Yiling's handle so that it can be handled in the future." ”

She paused, and the handkerchief in her hand was quietly clenched: "But what I didn't expect was that the last piece of clothing would be worn by Xiao Yiling, although she suffered because of it, but Xiao Yiran didn't have anything to do with it!" ”

Xiao Yixian's face was gloomy, and the whole person was unwilling. I thought I could kill two birds with one stone, but I let that girl get away with it!

Bai Huaping patted her daughter's hand and said with relief: "Although Aunt Liu's sluts have become more and more arrogant over the years, they still can't turn out of their mother's palm after all, so you don't have to care too much." As for Xiao Yiran's girl, your father has his own arrangements, so why should you do anything more. ”

"But she's not the only arrangement." Xiao Yixian frowned, "What if that doesn't work out?" ”

Hearing this, Bai Huaping frowned, lowered his head and muttered, "What you think about is indeed reasonable." ”

"The position of the fourth princess must be mine!" Xiao Yixian's face was inevitable. Since she was a child, her words and deeds have been trained in accordance with royal etiquette, and she has done too much for this position, and when it comes to the end, she will never allow anyone or anything to stand in her way! Anything that gets in her way will be kicked away by her!

"Good! Mother will help you too. Bai Huaping patted the back of her hand and smiled lovingly at her. How does the daughter's mind not know as a mother? In any case, she will also help her fulfill her wishes.

In the next few days, the Marquis of Zhongyong's Mansion was calm. Xiao Yiran greets Bai Huaping, the main mother, every day according to the rules, but he has never seen Xiao Zhiyuan's father once. I heard that he and Xiao Zhirui went to other places to do business, and they couldn't come back for a while. Zou took Xiao Ziang once, but he didn't sit for a long time, and went back after a while.

On this day, she was drinking the tonic that Xianglan boiled for her, when she saw a little girl hurriedly coming: "Third Miss, Master Hou is back, Madame invites you to go to the front hall." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yiling's eyes flashed, and he responded lightly: "I know." After so long, she finally wanted to see her father with this body, and for some reason, she felt a little curious?

With Xianglan, he followed the maid all the way to the front hall, and just as he approached, Xiao Yiran heard the sound of sticks one after another from inside, followed by the screams and begging for mercy of the young man.

"Father! The child knows it's wrong! Stop it! Stop it! Grandmother! Mother! Save me! ”

"Ahh

She opened the left floor after layer of maids and maids around the doorway, ignored their whispers, and walked in to take a look.

I saw a group of people standing in the hall, and the two teenagers in the hall were being pressed on the stools by a few small people, and the wrist-thick sticks fell on their buttocks, causing a muffled sound.

The screams and begs for mercy were made by the young man in the dark green brocade robe on the left, while the young man in the black shirt with narrow sleeves on the right did not make a sound, but the sweat dripping from his forehead revealed his pain at the moment.

"Hey~ The third sister is here!" Bai Huaping noticed her sharply.

Xiao Yiran stepped forward to bless her, but his gaze bypassed her and fell on the two strange middle-aged men in the hall, who looked a little similar at first glance.

The person on the left has a dignified body, a square chin, a cold gaze, a very neat beard, and the whole face looks very handsome, giving people a sense of grandeur. And the person on the right is much inferior to him, although the face shape is the same, but the facial features are mediocre, and the temperament is also a lot shorter than the people around him.

Bai Huaping followed her gaze and said, "The person on the left is Master Hou, and the person on the right is your second uncle." ”

It turned out that the person was Xiao Zhiyuan, and he was really good-looking, and with this face, it was no wonder that Chu Rou was willing to leave home and marry so far away in the capital.

However, Xiao Zhiyuan didn't have time to pay attention to this daughter who had returned from home for a long time, he was tense at the moment, his eyebrows were cold, and he looked at the two beaten teenagers below with a cold look.

"What is this?"

"Your third disciple, Jing and Ziyang's cousin." White Picture Screen explains.

"They...... Is there something wrong? Why was my father so angry? Xiao Yiran was puzzled.

Bai Huaping glanced at Xiao Zhiyuan, who was sitting not far away, and said lightly: "The two of them committed something and were driven home by Mr. Although his voice was low, Xiao Yiran still heard the meaning of schadenfreude from it.

What did you do to be beaten like this? Xiao Yiran's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Xianglan beside him. Xianglan quietly retreated.

The shouts from the hall became weaker and weaker, Xiao Ziyang's eyes gradually closed, and he lay motionless on the stool, but Xiao Zijing was still lying upright, his elbows propped up on the stool, and he gritted his teeth without saying a word.

Bright red blood gradually soaked his pants, splashing down the stick.

"Master, you can't fight anymore!" Zou was already distressed, she watched her son being beaten and screamed again and again, and felt that a piece of her heart had been dug out alive.

Crying and rushing to Xiao Zhirui's feet, Zou grabbed his sleeve and begged for mercy: "That's your son!" It's your sister-in-law! ”

This son-in-law evoked Xiao Zhirui's clarity, and he hurriedly pushed away the little guy who ran to the hall to stop Zou Shi, and roared: "Stop! Don't hit! ”

Zou also stumbled over, knelt in front of Xiao Ziyang, held his face and cried: "My poor son! Fast! Get a doctor! She pushed Xiao Zhirui anxiously.

"That's right! Right! Doctor, please! ”

Xiao Zhirui grabbed the nearest guy by his hand, and even kicked him to call someone.

"Big brother! Are you satisfied now? Xiao Zhirui squatted in front of Xiao Ziyang, his eyes were covered with dense bloodshots, and he gritted his teeth and asked Xiao Zhiyuan in the hall word by word.

Xiao Zhiyuan waved his hand, and the little guy who beat Xiao Zijing also stopped, Xiao Zijing snorted and clenched his hands.

"Second brother's words are bad, I never said that I would punish Ziyang, it was you who preferred him to be punished with Zijing, what am I satisfied with?"

The muscles on Xiao Zhirui's face twitched, his teeth clucked, he flicked his sleeves angrily, pulled up the howling Zou, and said, "Cry, cry, cry!" Just know to cry! Don't find a spring stool to carry Ziyang back! ”

Reprimanded, Zou quickly wiped her tears, she looked at Xiao Zhiyuan hatefully, and then asked the little maid to bring the spring stool and carry the person away.

Xiao Zhirui hurriedly made a gesture to the old lady Zou on the main seat, and left with a gloomy face.

Now there are only people left in the big room in the hall, Xiao Yiran swept over everyone quietly, turned his head and lowered his voice to ask Xianglan who came back, "Have you inquired clearly?" ”

"Clear."

In the hall, Xiao Zhiyuan looked down at the concubine below, and asked coldly: "Zijing, do you know that you are wrong?" ”

"I wasn't wrong! Someone deliberately framed me! Xiao Zijing raised his head and cut the railroad, his pale face was full of gloom.

"Sophistry! You rebel ......"

"Smack!" With a bang, Mrs. Zou, who had not spoken, slapped the table suddenly, and said with a gloomy face: "Enough!" I've fought today! Scolded, scolded! That's the end of it! No more mention! Boss, you're majestic enough today! ”

"Don't dare!" Xiao Zhiyuan leaned down.

"Humph!" Mrs. Zou didn't look at him, and helped the grandmother beside her trembling back.

No wonder Mrs. Zou has to live with her youngest son, watching the interaction between their mother and son, Xiao Zhiyuan treats his biological mother like a guest, no respect, only politeness. Xiao Yiran lowered his eyes, the relationship between the Xiao family is really interesting.

"Carry this rebel back too!" Xiao Zhiyuan straightened up, threw down this sentence and followed without looking back.