Chapter 162 The Breech (1)

King Zhennan was so angry that he was so angry that he pointed at Xiao Yi's nose and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xiao Fang flushed with anger, thinking to himself: Is Xiao Yi implying that he is jealous?

Xiao Yi deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of King Zhennan, and said innocently: "Father, you come to your son to shout and kill, isn't it for that Tao'er? Since you like that Tao'er, take it back. That's it."

King Zhennan suddenly turned red with anger, and reflexively threw the whip in his hand towards Xiao Yi.

For a while, I saw Xiao Yi running around in the yard with his head in his arms, hiding in an unusually embarrassed manner, with a little blood oozing from his body, which was shocking to see.

I don't know, I thought he was whipped by King Zhennan, which is why it was so miserable. Only Xiao Yi knew in his heart that he was just the whip he suffered, and the wound opened again. As for the damage to the clothes, it was just a pretense, deliberately letting the father's whip cut through the clothes.

King Zhennan chased after Xiao Yi, panting and sweating like rain.

Xiao Fang watched from the side, feeling really comfortable, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help ticking. But she hadn't been complacent for a long time, and her face was horrified, only to see that King Zhennan's whip suddenly swung towards her head for some unknown reason.

"Ah—" Xiao Fang was so frightened that she screamed, completely losing her usual noble and elegant demeanor.

King Zhennan also found that the momentum was not right... Seeing that the whip was about to hit Xiao Fang's face, it was too late to take it back. He could only grit his teeth and change the direction of the whip. But that's the case. The whip barely slid across Xiao Fang's right face, and then landed heavily on her right shoulder. The pain made her feet go soft and she fell down.

The bright eyes on the side quickly supported her and shouted in panic, "Princess, princess..."

I saw Xiao Fang's face was pale, and his body was trembling, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

The maids and wives suddenly turned into a pot of porridge.

"Quick, go and ask the doctor." King Zhennan threw the whip in his hand, ran to Xiao Fang in a hurry, hugged her, his eyes were full of guilt and distress, and sighed, "You Say you... what kind of whip do you put in place for that renegade child?"

Hearing this, Shi Xiaofang rolled his eyes with anger and fainted. Heaven is the proof, she never thought of holding the whip for Xiao Yi!

King Zhennan picked up Xiao Fang and glared angrily at Xiao Yi: "Nizi, your mother concubine is interceding for you this time. Let's forgive you for the time being. Next time, if you do it again, you won't be forgiven." Mr. Fang hurried out of the courtyard gate, and a group of servants hurriedly followed. At first glance, it was really powerful.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes.

"Prince, are you alright?" Zhuzi came over worriedly, his eyes full of self-blame, "If I had known this would happen, the slave would not have sold that peach."

"It has nothing to do with you." Xiao Yi said indifferently, "I meant to sell Tao'er." Anyway, even if they didn't sell Tao'er, they would find other reasons to attack them.

"Sir, let's go back to the room first, your injury should be treated with medicine."

Xiao Yi nodded, entered the room with Zhuzi, and took out two small porcelain jars from the cabinet by the bedside with a gentle look on his face.

Of course Bamboo noticed it, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

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On the other side, when the comatose Xiao Fang woke up, he only felt a twitch on his face and shoulders, and subconsciously covered his face with his hands.