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Mrs. Zhao was shocked, she stepped forward and hugged her master's arm.

She wailed and said: "Master, how can you not care about your son, he is your own son! Now he was almost killed,

How can we just forget about it? Even if Zheng'er offended the princess first, why can't we discuss it properly?

That gangster surnamed Ye can do this ruthlessly against Zhenger? We can't get justice from the princess, so we'll go to the head office for an explanation from the young master of that night! "

After listening, Master Zhao showed an expression of hating iron.

"Fool! Zheng'er offended the princess first, and then forced Ye Gongzi to take action. Do you think we can get the slightest benefit in the end?

Madam, you are too naive! If you didn't condone Zheng'er's mischief on weekdays, how could he suffer today!

Lovely mothers have many failures, you and I should reflect on ourselves, don't blame me for not ignoring him, I'm saving his life! In my opinion, the next month,

Don't go to the Guoxueyuan for classes, take the opportunity to take care of your health at home, and when your illness is cured, then follow me to apologize to the princess and Ye Gongzi! "

After finishing speaking, Master Zhao once again warned Zhao Wanqian not to hold a grudge and do something irreversible.

She threw her sleeves and left, leaving Mrs. Zhao lying beside her son's bed, weeping in distress.

At the same time, in Xue's house, there was also a lot of abuse against Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming.

The Xue family closed the door and surrounded the injured Xue Yumeng in worry.

Xue Yumeng cried the loudest, full of grievances.

"Father, mother! I just said a few words about Gu Nuoer, and she asked the guards to beat me hard, and said she would never show mercy!

My uncle has been tortured by her to the point of being unable to eat or sleep every day, and she is still humiliating me with her identity as a princess,

My classmates have all seen how embarrassed I am today. "

She was lying in the quilt, crying so hard.

At this time, Xue Yumeng's exposed back was covered with shocking red stick marks.

More on the ass, but it is not convenient to show.

Even after applying the medicine, it is still hot.

Xue Yumeng was lying on the quilt, crying and scolding Gu Nuoer.

Mrs. Xue gritted her teeth in hatred.

Her brother, General Zhendong, was sued by the little princess, and now she is here to bully her daughter!

Too deceiving!

At this time, Mrs. Xue seemed to have forgotten that half of the army salaries embezzled by General Zhendong were used to buy Xue Yumeng the most fashionable skirts and hairpins.

The silver that instinctively saved the lives of soldiers also turned into the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table of the Xue family.

Mrs. Xue looked to the side, frowning and silent Mr. Xue, and rebuked: "Xianggong, you are talking! Menger was injured like this,

She is a girl's family, I think, the little princess is not hitting her, but the face of our Xue family! Moe'er is our only daughter, so this matter can't be ignored! "

Master Xue said impatiently: "Of course I know I can't just let it go, but what can you do now? Hit the stone with an egg? That's self-destruction!

Do you know that you are facing the majesty behind the princess? This matter has to be discussed in the long run, and the day when the little princess becomes unimportant may be our chance! "

Mrs. Xue burst into tears: "You are a fantasy, the emperor only has this daughter, even if the concubine falls out of favor, the princess will not be ignored!"