Chapter 1770 Kneel Respectfully on One Knee

Chapter 191 Respectfully Kneel on One Knee

One day, she will get to know that woman with her own hands. If she can't get it, he can't even think about staying with her forever. Everyone, don't think about it.

Thinking of this, Nan He suddenly raised the hem of his skirt and knelt down, slightly raised his slender chin, and the look in his eyes returned to the former pure and unrestrained beauty, "What the lord said is correct, all the subordinates will admit it, please obey me." Nanhe is willing to accept the penalty."

Yan Beicheng didn't answer right away, his eyes were extremely deep and deep, and he couldn't see what was in them, they were extremely unfathomable.

"Brother Beicheng, how can you have the heart to punish such a beauty? If it were me, I would not be willing to do anything." Just when the room was silent, a clear and laughing voice came in from outside the room.

When I looked up, I saw that Hua Qianliu was walking unhurriedly towards the house with a slow and lazy pace, with a smile on her face, and the folding fan in her hand was shaking regularly, like a white flour strolling in the garden. Brother son is average.

Yan Beicheng frowned slightly, and looked up at him, "Why are you here?"

Right now Yan Moli is still in the mansion, it is not appropriate for Hua Qianliu to come at this time.

"Don't worry, no one on the left and right will see me, don't you worry about my martial arts skills?" Hua Qianliu's mood was not affected at all, and she sat down beside him very leisurely.

"Brother Beicheng, the little beauty Nanhe is infatuated with you. It's fine if you don't want to accept Tieshu. How can you be willing to punish him severely now? For my son's sake, the punishment should be lighter."

Although his tone was still casual, Yan Beicheng probably knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would kill Nanhe in a fit of anger and ruin a move.

Nan He knelt on the ground, neither begging for mercy nor agreeing, but the sarcasm in his lowered eyebrows was extremely clear, but no one could see it.

Hua Qianliu looked at Nanhe, then at Yan Beicheng who was expressionless, and saw that neither of them spoke, and said: "Nanhe is certainly at fault, but after all, it's your subordinates, and the punishment is heavy, but it's not good Well, no matter what, I will protect this beauty today."

He said so on his lips, but there was no trace of pity in his eyes.

"I have my own measure." Yan Beicheng didn't look at him, and the expression in his eyes was unfathomable, "Nan He's murder of the mistress is an unforgivable crime. Consider his achievements in the past, and he will not be severely punished. You will receive a hundred lashes yourself."

"One hundred lashes down, I'm afraid my life will be in danger. Brother Beicheng, in my opinion, it's better to lower it a bit, why not eighty?" Seeing this, Hua Qianliu couldn't help closing her folding fan, and continued to plead for mercy, her eyes slightly smiling like a fox. There was nothing but indifference and no mercy.

Yan Beicheng was also not moved at all, his voice was cold and without any emotion, "The people who serve you are not very dedicated, and they should change, Mo Ling."

As soon as the words were finished, Mo Ling came out from the darkness and knelt respectfully on one knee, "What is the Lord's order?"

Yan Beicheng glanced sideways at Mo Ling, and continued to speak expressionlessly, "Send someone to pick a few from the East Pavilion and send them over, and they say that the people around Nanhe are not able to serve them well, and those close to them need to be replaced. "

In this way, she is going to be monitored.

Nan He's slender hands hanging down on the corner of the skirt tightened, gripping the corner of the skirt tightly, so hard that his fingers turned white.

After all, it's not for protecting that woman, the Lord really cares about her, but she is a dispensable person who can be disposed of at will, really ironic.