The princess is delicate, and the cold and cruel prince regent is teased

Chapter 22 The Weak and Deceptive Little Mute
"What's the use of looking good? You're not a little bastard!"

The strong scolding came again, Jiang Qingyan raised her eyes and looked at her coldly, "Yang Xianrong, what did you say, say it again?"

Yang Xianrong has always hated Jiang Qingyan, especially jealous that she can be friends with Mu Chuyao, she burst into anger, "I said you gave birth to a little bastard! No matter how good-looking you are, you are still a little bastard!"

"Snapped!"

Jiang Qingyan slapped Yang Xianrong to the ground.

Yang Xianrong is the daughter of a general. Dang even stood up quickly and wanted to fight back against Jiang Qingyan, but Jiang Qingyan grabbed her wrist with her backhand. The two fought at the gate of the Duke's mansion just like that.

Mu Chuyao tried to persuade her anxiously on the surface, but she was happy in her heart.

She knew that Yang Xianrong wanted to cling to her and was at odds with Jiang Qingyan, so she deliberately arranged for the carriages of the two families to collide. Now, it was exactly the scene she wanted!
But when she looked at it, her eyes sank.

Looking at the slender Jiang Qingyan, he beat Yang Xianrong severely, and stepped on her face, "Are you still beating?"

Yang Xianrong's face was crushed flat, and she whimpered, "Jiang Qingyan, you bitch... woo..."

"Jiang Qingyan, your little wild seed..."

"Jiang Qingyan...it hurts so much..."

"Yanyan, let go of Ms. Yang, if you step on it again, what will happen if she is disfigured?" Mu Chuyao had no choice but to come up and hold Jiang Qingyan.

Jiang Qing's face was expressionless, "She scolded my son Xiaoye, what are you doing with this face?"

Mu Chuyao was startled, she looks so cruel!

With a single sentence, she actually wanted to ruin Yang Xianrong's face.

Destroying flowers with hot hands, ruthless and ruthless!
Mu Chuyao is the person who hosts the poetry meeting, she must not let Yang Xianrong have an accident at her door, she quickly said: "Miss Yang must not have intentions, I apologize to you and the child on her behalf, Yanyan, you let go soon her!"

"You really want to apologize on her behalf?" Jiang Qingyan tilted her head with pure eyes.

Mu Chuyao was stunned, "Yes..."

But she felt that Jiang Qingyan would not let it go so easily.

"Since you are apologizing, you must be sincere. You bow to my son and tell him that with you today, he is not a little bastard. No one can call him a little bastard anymore, so I will let her go."

"What, you want me to... bow to him?" Mu Chuyao could hardly believe her ears.

How can she bow down to a five-year-old child?

And what nonsense Jiang Qingyan is talking about, her son doesn't even know who his father is, he is a little bastard!
She still wants her to be a guarantee?

Mu Chuyao's expression darkened, subconsciously she refused.

But Jiang Qingyan stared at her with coldness in her eyes, "You posted that you invited me and Xiao Yi to a poetry meeting, and you allowed others to bully him, Mu Chuyao, it seems that you have ulterior motives again."

As soon as Jiang Qingyan's words came out, it aroused the desire of a group of young ladies to listen to gossip.

When Mu Chuyao was pierced through the neck by Jiang Qingyan in the street, they kneaded melons for a long time, but they didn't get any substance. Now that Mu Chuyao held a poetry meeting, she invited her family and her son, but she didn't take care of them
It can't be said.

Mu Chuyao was stared at from all directions, and her face turned red all of a sudden, she could only grit her teeth and nod, "Okay, I promise, no one will scold your child again today, if so, I will definitely host it for Xiaoyi Fair.

Please let go of Miss Yang. "

She looked at Jiang Qingyan's feet worriedly. If she stepped on it with such strength, she might not be able to keep Yang Xianrong's face!
"Bow and apologize to my son." Jiang Qingyan threw away Yang Xianrong's arm first, but the strength under her feet still did not let go.

Mu Chuyao had no choice but to turn around and bend over to Jiang Yi, holding her breath in her heart, "I'm sorry, Xiao Yi, it's my fault that made you wronged. I invited you to play today, and I will definitely not let you play again." People bullied you."

After apologizing, she spoke very sincerely, and lowered the master's attitude to the extreme.

Jiang Yi glanced at her. He was expressionless at first, but when his cold face met Mu Chuyao's eyes, Mu Chuyao felt cold all over his body.

This kid has such a powerful aura!

Isn't he a little mute?

Mu Chuyao was secretly startled.

After Mu Chuyao apologized, Jiang Qingyan kicked Yang Xianrong away.

Yang Xianrong's face was crushed flat, and she couldn't speak for a long time, so she could only whimper.

Jiang Qingyan brought Jiang Yi into the mansion, her refreshing and elegant posture made many noble ladies envious.

"Hey, I used to think that she was an abandoned wife, but she brought her son and lived a prosperous life!"

"That's right, the carriage and guards of the Yewang Palace!"

"The most important thing is, her son... Really look at him! He is so handsome at such a young age! How can he grow up!"

"I love that cold face and deep eyes!"

"Aren't you sick? You envy a woman who gave birth to wild species!" Yang Xianrong recovered and cursed at them.

When the ladies saw Yang Xianrong's face, they all avoided her and left.

Only Mu Chuyao was still by her side. She used to be good with Jiang Qingyan, but she was only polite to Yang Xianrong, and her relationship was very flat.

But now in front of Yang Xianrong, she showed a distressed expression, tears were hanging in the corners of her eyes, and she was about to fall, "It's all my fault, Miss Yang, don't be angry with Yan Yan, if you are unhappy, you can find me Get angry!"

Mu Chuyao is the number one talented woman in Yongjing City. Yang Xianrong wanted to be friends with Mu Chuyao even in her dreams, but now seeing her caring so much for her, holding her hand like life and death, "How can I be willing to take you out! Blame that bitch Jiang Qingyan!"

While helping her into the mansion, Mu Chuyao cared for her in a low voice.

Yang Xianrong secretly hated, "It's a pity that Jiang Qingyan forced you to swear, otherwise I would definitely scold her to death, that little bastard! A bastard whose father is unknown!"

Why do you show your face in a big scene?
He deserved to be suffocated in the house all his life.

"Don't be angry about this, Xiao Yi is not the only child who came today! Didn't your sister-in-law bring her little nephew too?" Mu Chuyao mentioned with a smile.

Yang Xianrong was pleasantly surprised in an instant, "Yeah, Ah Hai is here too! He is tall, strong, and powerful, but he still can't deal with that brat?

Jiang Qingyan said that we are not allowed to scold her, but she did not say that children are not allowed to scold him! "

"Look at what you said, the children in every family and prefecture are the darlings of the adults, how can they really scold them, they just play together and make friends." Mu Chuyao is considerate.

But she had already seen the conspiracy brewing in Yang Xianrong's eyes.

She curled her lips coldly, "Jiang Qingyan, you and Jun Qinglan are strong, but the little mute standing between you is still weak and deceitable, right?"
　Hey, hey... There is bad silver, and he is going to bully baby Xiaoyi!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)