Chapter 211: Insulting the prince is a felony
Ye Haoming's brother and sister went to the hall to complain before leaving, but the four guards couldn't stop them, and they couldn't hurt the little relatives of the master's family, so they were taken away from the house after complaining.
When the eldest girl Qiuyu next to Mrs. Ye went to invite her back, the brother and sister swaggered back, looking like an uncle, thinking that Ye Zhi's stupid girl had to eat a meal this time.
The hall was quiet, and no one spoke~
On the sandalwood square table next to the main seat, there was a long, thin stick as thick as an index finger, which hit the person's body, and it hurt a lot!
Ye Qingqing had a nimble head than her brother, and she was invited back to call someone as soon as possible, with a look of grievance on her face: "Grandmother, you can be regarded as inviting your granddaughter back, why didn't Cousin A Zhi invite me in person?" She was the one who kicked me out. ”
I still don't forget to think about my cousin.
She is one month younger than her little cousin, but the two look very different, and they are not as rich as her family, the lobby brother is handsome and chic, her brother has a fat head and fat ears, and even the uncle's official rank is higher than that of her father.
She hates that her little cousin is beautiful, her father is a big official, and her mother has a solid family.
Contrary to yourself!
Ye Qingqing, who was standing in front of Old Lady Ye, hung her head, a vicious light flashed in her eyes, and no one saw it.
The little fat man was full of dissatisfaction, and shouted: "That's it, this little girl is going to turn against the sky, I'm her cousin, and I dare to drive me away, it's disrespectful." ”
The eyes also aimed at the slender stick on the sandalwood table, the family baguette!
"Grandmother, the family baguette has been invited out, is it to enforce the family law in front of our brothers and sisters and give us an explanation?"
Thinking of implementing the family law, his squinting eyes widened a lot, and he looked excited to watch a good show.
The two of them did not have the slightest sign of repentance, and as soon as they came in, they wanted to stand up and punish others.
A pair of thick eyebrows on Ye Feng's face twisted, and he slapped the square table with his big palm: "Rebel son and rebel girl, don't kneel down yet, let me ask you, did you just say something disrespectful to him, and even want to add fists and kicks?" ”
The brother and sister followed their father's gaze and saw that it was a boy with a red scar on his face.
Ye Qingqing, who was doted on by her parents since she was a child, has no words:
"Dad, this ugly monster is very scary on his face, my daughter was almost scared, this big night, if there is no light, I think it's a ghost, the little cousin is really, everyone goes to the house to invite, and make some friends who are not careful."
She complained so hard that she missed the crazy suggestive glances of her father and mother.
The elder brother is even more famous for not looking at each other.
The little fat face was horizontal, and he said disrespectfully: "Who is this person, uncle, hurry up and get him out, I don't know if anyone in the uncle's family invites him, he looks like this, and he doesn't wear a veil to wrap his face." ”
Now, everyone knows it!
insulting the prince in public, today, if it is not handled well, it is not an ordinary trivial matter.
"Smack."
Ye Feng stood up and slapped the table again, louder than the one just now: "You two evil animals, this is the prince of the dynasty, you are young, but you don't know that your heart is so vicious, and you don't kneel, today, I have to teach you two little cubs in front of my mother." ”
Long Xinghu walked to the main table and picked up the stick that looked painful to beat.
Waved it and tried the strength.
There was a strong wind when the stick was swinged!
Before it hit the meat, I felt the pain, and if I beat it, I had to raise it for a month and a half to recover.
The dancing stick, the silent mother, the grandmother with the iron face on the throne.
(End of chapter)