Yes, she was angry, very angry, very angry, why are there so many rules, I really don't know what the ancients did with these ghost rules, she didn't like this identity at all, like offering to gods.

After a long time, a childish voice suddenly sounded: "Mother is angry, this county lord orders you, sit down and eat, otherwise, or else...... I'll let my mother spank your ass. ”

Hearing this, Pingyang Pingwei couldn't help laughing, why is the little county lord so cute!

Xiaoyao couldn't help laughing and said: "I still understand my mother's mother, hum~ I don't sit down yet." ”

Nangong pursed her lips and pulled out a chair and sat down.

Seeing this, Pingyang Pingwei also sat down, and the atmosphere returned to the original one, there is no so-called identity and inferiority, only equality, and even harmony.

For several days, Pingyang Pingwei came to accompany Xiaoyao and Gong Moshu, and naturally learned some things, that is, Gong Moyao was not in Mowang's Mansion these days, and Lord Nangong stayed to protect Xiaoyao's mother and daughter. In the afternoon, several people stood under the plum tree to watch, a cold wind hit, Xiaoyao subconsciously rubbed her shoulders, and suddenly, there was a burst of murderous aura from the top of her head, to be exact, from the top of the beam. Xiao Yao and Nangong quickly raised their heads, and the other three also followed their line of sight, only to see that the top of the beam was full of black-clothed people, each carrying a hook rope and a long knife in their hands.

Gong Moshu tugged on Xiaoyao's sleeve in fear, she knew that the little girl was very scared, pursed her lips and asked: "Since you are here, why don't you come down and talk, maybe there will be new discoveries." As soon as Xiaoyao's words fell, the black-clothed man on the top of the beam jumped down, holding a long knife, and approached the five of them one after another, and Pingyang Pingwei also shrank between Xiaoyao and Nangong in fear.

"Sister Xiaoxiao......" Ping Wei tugged at the hem of Xiaoyao's clothes in a panic.

"Pingyang Pingwei, protect the ink book, we will protect you and you, Nangong, guard." Seeing Nangong nodded, Xiao Yao didn't wait for the people in black to speak, so she jumped up and kicked down two, she defiantly hooked her hands at the rest of the people, and after they surrounded her, Xiao Yao clenched her fists, swept her backhand fiercely, and dragged the man in black who was hit in the nose and pushed it over, and then kicked it violently, and before the time for a cup of tea came, she poured several of them. Damn~ They have played or not, they have sneaked up on Xiao Yao twice, and now they are still looking for a fight, Xiao Yao pinched her fingers with a "click" sound, grabbed a man in black who was closer to her, steadied, kicked her legs off the ground, swept towards the people in black around her, and then came to a handsome roundabout kick, and when the men in black on Xiao Yao's side fell to the ground one after another, turned their heads, and saw that Nangong had also solved it, so she smiled and gave a thumbs up to Nangong who had a calm face, and suddenly, an angry murderous aura struck behind her, Xiao Yao bent her legs and dodged the long knife that cut horizontally, She turned around angrily and used half of her strength to stretch her long legs, kicking the person who attacked her to the ground heavily, and wanted to play sneak attack, hum~ Let's see if Xiaoyao doesn't beat them so much that they can't even recognize their master.

Regardless of her image, a certain woman clenched her fists and beat the man in black fiercely, relieved her anger, and then clapped her hands and stood up, and murmured: "Boy, don't let the old lady catch you next time, otherwise, if I see you once, I will beat you once."

Don't believe it, my aunt and grandmother are very resentful, and you, hurry up, get out of here, really, why did you send some rookies, what to see, go quickly, otherwise your aunt and grandmother will sell you to the kiln. Xiao Yao pinched her waist fiercely, looking like a tigress.

The black-clothed men climbed out of the Mowang Mansion in embarrassment.

"It's okay!" Nangong looked at Xiao Yao and asked softly.

"Yo~ Dead face, I will still care about people~ Not bad, keep up the good work!" Xiaoyao changed her opinion of him a little, and she was quite righteous.

Early in the morning, before Xiaoyao got up from the warm quilt, a soft voice sounded outside the door: "Princess, princess, someone outside the door who claims to be Wen Haoyu, the son of General Wen, is looking for you." ”

Wen Hao: What? Wen Haoyu? Xiao Yao narrowed her eyes slightly, and muttered unhappily: "Just tell him, let him go quickly, early in the morning, and let the old lady sleep, don't bother me again, at least before I get up, don't hear me." ”

"Yes, princess~" The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, Xiaoyao hugged the little one in her arms, and fell asleep heavily.