Qing Mo Yan simply threw the whip to Xuanyu to "let her continue to salute"

The house kept ringing, and the teaching mother screamed for mercy. The guards in the courtyard looked at each other, and their hearts faintly gave birth to an ominous premonition. This is to kill people alive.
Blue ink yan holding RuXiaoNan sitting in a chair with one hand still playing with her long hair wrapped around your fingertips.
Xuanyu played for a while, and the mammy finally stopped moving and collapsed there, regardless of life or death.
RuXiaoNan give him the way to see it, but his face is covered by his hand.
"What’s there to see if it’s too dirty?"
Green ink Yan got up and carried her into the back room, as if she had forgotten what had just happened and didn’t order Xuanyu to clean up, but put her on the soft couch in the back room.
Ru Xiaonan felt guilty. He was humiliated by him today and was at his mercy. He soon fell asleep.
Seeing the pink little man sleeping in the bed stretching his eyebrows and gently tidying up her long hair around her temples, when he came out again, his whole body exuded a cold feeling.
"Is it dead?" Blue ink yan light asked a sentence.
"Not yet" Xuanyu replied "There is still a breath"
"Send it to my father."
"The …" Xuanyu hesitated. "Isn’t the duke going to get angry again?"
Qing Mo’s facial expression "He doesn’t care about me, he doesn’t care about his father’s feelings, but I will never allow him to touch me."
Everyone, including Xuan Yu, has a strange idea about this sentence "I am a person"
What is this girl’s life that protects her so much?
Xuanyu dare not refute the blue ink Yan hurriedly carried people unconscious and taught Mammy to go to the old duke.
Green ink Yan quietly holding the shoulder on the porch.
The shadows of the lights made everyone unable to see his face clearly. The guards in the courtyard felt that there was a chill behind them inexplicably.
Blue ink Yan stayed there until Xuanyu came back and came with Xuanyu and was in charge of the house.
"The duke please you go to the front yard …" Steward carefully.
"Just say I’m asleep" green ink yan directly blocked the steward words.
Said he was asleep … Who believes it?
The steward went back in a cold sweat. He had no way to get a job with the duke. He could continue to polish his face.
Green ink Yan also ignored him and ordered people to call several guards in the courtyard at noon.
"Everyone gets fifty boards and goes out of the house".
Everyone was blindsided.
The guards all knelt down and said, "Forgive me, I was wrong."
Qing Mo Yan looked at them coldly. "I want you to protect her when she is wrong, but you turned a deaf ear. Don’t say that my father sent someone today, even if he brought someone himself, you can’t let people in."
In the courtyard, the board waved and cracked, and the guards begged for mercy, filled with people’s eardrums, and they were stupefied.
Ru Xiaonan slept well this night. Although her calf hurts, she knows that there is a green ink face in the courtyard, even if it is noisy outside, it will not affect her.
When RuXiaoNan got up early the next morning, she found that all the guards in the courtyard had changed.
Hou Fu guards are different. They are all dressed in soap and clothes. Even if more than a dozen people are in the courtyard, they can’t hear any noise.
After two days, the bruises on her legs receded, even if she walked, it didn’t make much difference, but Qing Moyan refused to let her run around. Every day, she would hold her in the yard, just like when she was a small fragrant raccoon.
This morning, she just got up and saw that there was a gorgeous dress on the bedside, and the shiny silver thread dazzled her eyes.
"Change" Qing Mo Yan ordered "You should go with me for a banquet in Nianfu today"
Chapter 65 Don’t know wench
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Ru Xiaonan followed Qing Mo Yan to Nianfu.
They are accompanied by the second young master of Houfu.
RuXiaoNan sat on horseback and stole a look to see the second young master smirking from time to time when he saw him.
Qing Moyan has long noticed that he is restless in his arms. The little guy’s fingertips touched her forehead. "What’s the trick?"
RuXiaoNan raised her little face, put out her arm around QingMo Yan neck and pulled him to herself. "Does the second young master like that young lady?"
She threw herself into the "hexagrams" and didn’t notice that when she forced the blue ink face to herself, the blue ink face flashed a different brilliance.
The little thing has a faint musk smell, which makes him feel happy every time he approaches.