Chapter 95: The Burning Girl 5

King Xuan's heart churned a few times, and he looked at the petite and weak body in the cold wind, wielding a heavy big axe, and the axe seemed to split into his heart.

"Is this what the fire girl is going to do? You want to exhaust her!"

He glared angrily at the butler behind him and whispered a scolding.

The cold sweat on the butler's head seeped out.

In the past month or so, he wanted to come over to see the princess several times, but because of the embarrassment in Xiao Xiang's pavilion before, he felt that he had no face to see the princess, and he couldn't bear to see her miserable situation in the water room and gave up, he didn't expect the princess to do such a heavy job, damn it, who arranged this, in the jurisdiction of the general manager, there was no rule, it was really unreasonable!

King Xuan was annoyed and was about to enter the courtyard along the flower wall, only to hear the door of the water room slammed, and a sturdy young man rushed out of it, ran to Ziwei's side, and without saying a word, grabbed the axe and chopped firewood.

Aunt Wang ran out, pulled him aside, and glared at him dissatisfied.

"Mu Tao, why did you run out again, you can't help her, let her do it herself!"

"I'm a big man sitting there burning the fire, she's a little girl and she lets her do the heavy work, Aunt Wang, you're so ruthless!"

Mu Tao threw away the axe in his hand and squatted on the ground angrily, Aunt Wang is usually quite kind-hearted, how can she be so ruthless to a little girl.

"It's not that I'm ruthless, this is the master punishing her, how dare I disobey, who let her offend the prince. ”

Aunt Wang looked at Ziwei helplessly, and was ruthless, "Alas, Mu Tao, go back to the fire, out of sight and out of mind!"

Mu Tao looked at the tired appearance of this sweaty girl, she really couldn't bear it, she was stubborn enough, she didn't say a word, and she did whatever she wanted.

Who did she offend to punish her so ruthlessly.

Aunt Wang saw that Mu Tao's heart was too soft and she wanted something bad, so she dragged him into the house and closed the door with a bang.

Ziwei's heart was desolate, but she still continued to do the work in her hands with a blank face, the conversation between the two people beside her didn't seem to be listened to by her, and her thin body was lonely and struggled in the wooden pile.

She picked up her axe and slashed at the log, a big hand held her aloft axe, and when she looked up, King Xuan was standing in front of her angrily.

"Don't do it anymore!" King Xuan shouted.

Ziwei lowered her axe, and the anger that had accumulated in her chest just now erupted, "What? The prince is tired of this method, and you want to change new moves to torture me?