Chapter XV. Punishment

It is a good story for a hero to save beauty, and it is also a good story to be loyal to a slave and protect the master.

In the former, if the hero is injured, it adds a bit of tragedy to the story.

As for the latter, if the order is reversed, it is a jaw-dropping joke.

If the master is injured in order to protect the slave, it is a great disaster for the servant.

Who are you? Is it also worthy of the master to be injured for you?

You are just the daughter of a five-grade petty official, but you have injured the parents and children of today's saints, how many generations of your family are enough to cut?

Obviously, both the Fang family and the Qian family thought of this, and the two concubines who didn't deal with it very well all looked frightened, their faces were like gold paper, and they were crumbling.

At this time, thinking of her son who was still studying in Tianma Academy, but might be involved, she couldn't even care about Ye Lingyu's current situation.

What to do?

Qian is going crazy now.

She was going crazy to be mad by Fang's mother and daughter.

Although Zhu is old, she is sane and fair, and she is one of the few mothers-in-law who can be called good talkers, at least for Qian.

Over the years, because of the Zhu family, the Qian family has never thought about separating the family, and when she learned that Ye Gantang could become the concubine of King Jia, she never thought about it.

Although his daughter is Ye Gantang's cousin, she is named as the princess's sister, and she can find a better family when she marries in the future.

But now, seeing that Fang's mother and daughter were in a hurry to do stupid things one by one, the Qian family regretted it.

For the first time, she had the idea of splitting up!

I really don't want to, Fang's mother and daughter can be separated alone!

In this way, rushing to take the Ye family to Huangquan to die, which serious person can withstand it!

Divide the family, you must divide the family, and when you go back alive, you will find the master to split up!

Ask him if he wants the life of his brother's family or their own family!

Heaven favors, but also Qin Mingcheng's horse driving skills are skilled, although he led people to roll off the horse, but the timing was right, when he fell, he just fell flesh, and his muscles and bones were not injured.

Ye Lingyu, who was held in his arms, was injured more seriously than him, not that Qin Mingcheng did not protect her, but that Ye Lingyu had thin skin and tender flesh, not as strong as Qin Mingcheng, and she also fell down, her strength was lighter, but the injury was heavier than Qin Mingcheng.

The Seventh Prince was injured, and at this time, who still had the heart to continue the horse race, the Duchess looked anxious, sweating and hurrying with the best doctor she could find, and the poor doctor was full of white hair and still walking like flying.

It's no wonder that the Duchess is in a hurry, everyone present is anxious, if something really happens to the Seventh Prince, not to mention Ye Lingyu, the direct person, everyone in the racecourse will have to accept the thunderous wrath of the Holy Saint today.

The doctor gave Qin Mingcheng a careful examination, and only then did he say that there was nothing serious, just a flesh injury.

Qin Mingcheng is not without regrets now, he wants to save people, but he didn't expect to lose himself, if he is crippled in this rescue, then, that position really has no chance.

After confirming that Qin Mingcheng was fine, the doctor began to check Ye Lingyu.

Although Ye Lingyu's injury was more serious than Qin Mingcheng's, it was not a fatal thing.

After making sure that these two people were fine, the Duchess breathed a sigh of relief, her face looked good, she looked at Qin Mingcheng with pity and love, and after studying it carefully, she and the Seventh Prince still had a little bit of a turning kinship, "Don't be so reckless next time." ”

The Seventh Prince sat up from the couch.

The abrasions on his face did not affect his handsomeness and gentleness, "Let Mrs. worry, disturb Mrs.'s interest in playing, Mingcheng is very ashamed." ”

"What nonsense is Your Highness, if you can be fine, it is the best result."

You come and go here, but there is no such warmth over there.

When the doctor's front foot stepped out of the threshold, Qian's slap on the back foot slapped Ye Lingyu's face.

Ye Lingyu looked at the eldest aunt who beat her in front of her mother in amazement, and covered her beaten cheeks with some fear.

"I don't know what your mother taught you on a daily basis, and I don't want to know what you're thinking or justifying right now. Today, in front of your mother, I, as a great aunt, will teach you what it means to be cautious in words and deeds, and what it means to think twice about acting. ”

"When you were on your horse, were you proud that you were about to make a big show? When you gallop, are you complacent about being different? You saw the Seven Princes rushing to save you, do you think that you are the next Ye Gantang who can marry into the royal family and think about it? ”

"I'll tell you, Ye Lingyu! You're dreaming!! Pour the water out of your head! Or take a bronze mirror to see what you look like! Who do you think you are? You think you can get the reassurance of the Seven Princes by scratching your head here! Fuck you shit! You almost killed hundreds of people up and down the Ye family today, do you know?! ”

Ye Lingyu was lying on the bed trembling, her face was pale, she looked at her aunt who was glaring at herself in front of the bed, and did not hide her contempt for herself, watching her expose her unsightly careful thoughts to the public, she felt that those ugly delusions seemed to be screaming and wailing under the sun.

Under the futon, her fingertips pierced deep into the flesh, but she didn't dare say anything.

She hated herself so much at this moment.

In the same way, she hated the mother who hid behind her aunt and did not say a word.

The Duchess didn't show up, and when she knew that Ye Lingyu was fine, the game was over, and the Ye family got into the carriage and fled back to the Ye Mansion.

Such a big thing is something that the Fang clan can't hide even if he wants to.

Not only Ye Jinghai, but also Ye Jingshan and the Zhu family all knew.

Ye Gantang listened to it, and almost covered his mouth and laughed, he was only read two sentences by the Seventh Prince, and Concubine De was eager to kill him quickly, if Concubine De knew that Ye Lingyu almost killed the Seventh Prince, Concubine De must not go crazy?

Will Concubine De not know?

How could it be.

She looked at Ye Lingyu with some surprise, she knew that her younger sister was arrogant and favored by her parents, and she perfectly inherited her father's indifference and Fang's stupidity, but she really didn't expect that Ye Lingyu could combine these two things together so vividly.

It's really terrifying.

That's how the word should be used.

Ye Gantang thought aimlessly.

A few hours ahead.

As soon as the Qian family waited for Ye Jingshan to come back, they cried a handful of snot and a handful of tears, and when the Ye Jingshan brothers learned that the Seventh Prince was injured, these two officials in the court only felt that their eyes were dark.

Ye Jingshan pointed to Ye Lingyu who was kneeling in the center of the ancestral hall, he had always cared about the affairs of the backyard, and he couldn't help but reprimand: "What were you thinking about at the time? ”

Ye Ruihuan knew the importance of the matter from the Qian family, and knew that her family was almost on the ground for her cousin's "outstanding" head, where could she bear not to answer at the moment, she smiled sarcastically, "Want to be in the limelight." ”

When Ye Jinghai heard this, his face became even darker, and at the moment it was as black as the bottom of a pot.

His chest rose and fell violently, and when he turned around, he lifted the bamboo stick that his subordinates had placed on Zhu's hand, raised it high, and slammed it on Ye Lingyu's body.