Chapter 81
This clamoring Seventh Miss saw Aunt Liu being taken out to punish her with fifty sticks, so she stopped rolling on the ground, and quickly got up to stop Mo Si and Feng San.

But just relying on her, An Qingfang, can she stop it?

It is impossible for an An Qingfang who is good at hands and feet to stop them, let alone An Qingfang whose arm was just broken by Yun Qing.

She herself was in severe pain, so how could she drag Mo Sifengsan and the two of them.

However, she can't do it by herself, she can call someone.

She raised her feet, one foot at a time, and kicked the two servant girls under her.

"You two, if you are not dead, why don't you get up quickly for this lady, and hurry up for this lady to stop the two of them and prevent them from hurting my mother. Do you hear me? If you can't do it, you two You don’t need to come back, just die.”

The two maids were already vomiting blood from Yun Qing's kick, but now they were kicked by An Qingfang again.

Although the weight couldn't be compared with Yun Qing's kick, they were seriously injured.

This kick directly caused the two of them to faint in pain.

"Useless trash, trash."

An Qingfang looked at the two maidservants who had fainted, and kicked the two maidservants violently in anger.

Seemingly puzzled, she kicked and cursed at the same time.

"Tell you to pretend to be dead, tell you to pretend to be dead, useless trash, trash, my lady raised you people, it is really useless, useless at all, trash!"

With a bah sound, An Qingfang spat on the ground, then turned to An Bojie next to her.

"Father, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and stop the two of them. It's late, mother will suffer."

As soon as An Qingfang said these words, Aunt Liu's screams of ghosts and wolves came from outside, which made An Qingfang's heart tremble a few times.

Then, she pulled Amberger with one hand.

"Father, mother is calling, father, didn't you hear that, hurry up and save mother, save mother."

"Fang'er, don't make trouble, this is the meaning of the son, and there is nothing I can do about it. If you can ask the forgiveness of the son, maybe your mother can still be saved."

Hearing Aunt Liu's cry, An Bojie felt his heart trembling, and the soles of his feet felt cold.

At this moment, An Qingfang came over to make a fuss, so he came up with such an idea.

As for An Qingfang, with An Bojie's advice, she hurried to Su Yanjing.

"Master, please forgive my mother. My mother did not say anything wrong. Why did you punish my mother? I know, you must not have the heart to punish my mother. It must be An Qingran, it must be An Qingran told you to do this, didn't she?"

"Miss Seven, you and I don't seem to know each other well, please, can you let go of your hand, you have stained my sleeves."

Su Yanjing's voice was still soft.

But with that tone, anyone who cares can know that he is unhappy as soon as he hears it, and he is quite unhappy at this moment.

But An Qingfang can't, she has always been used to being overbearing.

In this mansion, apart from An Qingxian, she would listen to some people, but if the others were with her, that would not work.

But when she had a close look at Su Yanjing's true face, she suddenly became quiet.

And when she calmed down, her eyes stared blankly at Su Yanjing, as if she wanted to pounce on her.

"You are, the eldest son of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion?"

To be honest, the reason An Qingfang changed like this is because An Qingfang faced Su Yanjing at this time.

In the beginning, she never even looked at Su Yanjing.

Of course there was such a move, it was all because Aunt Liu had been telling her that Su Yanjing was a sick child who was about to die, with terrible looks and a bad temper.

Her mother told her that there was no need to envy An Qingran, and that once she got married, she might have to be a widow, or else she would be beaten to death by the eldest son.

In addition, the last time An Qingxian met Su Yanjing, she also curiously asked what Su Yanjing looked like.

At that time, how could An Qingxian, who had been severely slapped in the face by Su Yanjing, tell An Qingfang the truth, she could be as bad as Su Yanjing was, and she could be as ugly as she was. ugly.

So, except for An Qingxian and An Qingran, all the sisters in the mansion were deceived by An Qingxian.

Everyone thought that Su Yanjing was an ugly monster, or a rude and bad-tempered ugly monster. At that time, the sixth miss An Qingyue and the eighth miss An Qingqiao had sympathized with An Qingran.

Therefore, in An Qingfang's place, she naturally had a preconceived notion. She always thought that Su Yanjing should be ugly and ugly.

It should be like a chronically ill person, with protruding bones, sunken eye sockets, and an image similar to the face of a dead person.

Unexpectedly, this rumored sick man who was about to die, Shi Ziye, looked so good-looking.

It's good to see that she feels that she is not inferior to Gu Mochi who is the number one in her heart.

Thinking like this, for some reason, her attitude suddenly changed.

She suddenly changed from a delicate and domineering Miss Seven to a tender and tender Miss Seven.

"Master, can you, can you spare my mother, can you let my mother go."

This tone of voice, this expression, almost made everyone present drop their glasses.

Is this the Seventh Miss An Qingfang they know?

Was it An Qingfang who scolded and beat when she raised her hand just now?
Her transformation is too fast, she has become another person, she is like a little bird, so cute.

An Qingran gloated and glanced at Su Yanjing.

"Su Yanjing, it's not bad, peach blossoms are here so soon."

She smiled and blinked, but Su Yanjing was covered in goose bumps.

I saw him mercilessly throwing An Qingfang away.

what--

The already broken arm touched the ground, and there was another heart-pounding pain, An Qingfang couldn't help crying out in pain.

At this time, her expression returned to the previous ferocious expression, this is the appearance of Seventh Miss An Qingfang.

If it were changed to what it was just now, the other people present would really not be able to accept it.

"Master, how can you push me?"

Obviously, An Qingfang did not expect that Su Yanjing would be such a person who would not be sympathetic to others.

As soon as she got up, she naturally recovered her nature, and her barbaric appearance naturally came out.

"Miss An Qi, I advise you to stand far away from me. If not, I will not be responsible for any problems."

Su Yanjing's face turned cold when An Qingfang approached.

"Master, why do you avoid Qingfang? Doesn't Qingfang look good? Qingfang thinks that she is better than An—"

An Qingfang felt that it was inappropriate to call that dead girl An Qingran, so she changed her tone.

"Qingfang thinks she looks much better than the fourth sister. My lord, Qingfang thinks it's better for Qingfang to stand closer, so that my lord can see Qingfang's appearance more clearly, my lord. ,what do you say?"

This shy and smiling look is really much more terrifying than her vicious scolding look.

An Qingran couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She walked over and patted Su Yanjing on the shoulder.

He said with a smile, "Master, such a beautiful woman, and with such intentions, I'd better accept it quickly."

"Ran'er, I'm not lucky to have a beauty like her."

Su Yanjing was afraid that An Qingran might misunderstand him even the slightest bit, but that was a complete pushback.

He didn't even give An Qingfang a look, but directly met An Bojie who was beside him.

"An Bojie, just now your daughter has not settled the account of insulting the crown prince, but now your daughter is disrespecting the crown prince again, tell me, two crimes are punished together, how should your daughter be dealt with, you can tell ?”

"My son left this decision-making power to you, and it is also for the sake of my concubine, leaving you a little face in the third room. You have to deal with it to my satisfaction. If not, when this son speaks again, you can never There is no such opportunity."

As soon as Su Yanjing said this, An Bojie knew that if this matter was not handled properly.

I'm afraid even he will be punished along with him.

Thinking of this, he said cruelly: "Come here, take Miss Seven to the ancestral hall to reflect on herself. Within three days, she is not allowed to bring food to her, and she is not allowed to drink a sip of water. After she comes out, ground her feet. One month, write the female commandments one hundred times."

"Father, what are you talking about? Why are you punishing me? My daughter didn't do anything wrong. If my daughter doesn't go, my daughter won't go."

An Qingfang yelled and refused to go to the ancestral hall.

Su Yanjing's smiling eyes came over.

"Amberjie, your daughter seems unwilling to accept punishment."

"If you come back to the son, she will, she will be willing, and I guarantee that she will accept the punishment."

An Bojie gave An Qingfang a hard look, and grabbed her directly.

"Qingfang, hurry up and tell Shi Ziye and Shi Zifei that you know you were wrong, and you will never dare to do it again next time. Say you accepted the punishment willingly, and you will reflect on yourself. Hurry up, tell me quickly."

"Father, I didn't expect you to treat me like this. Father, you don't love me anymore, you are no longer my father."

An Qingfang shouted indignantly.

Seeing that An Qingfang hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation by this time, An Bojie was immediately annoyed.

"Enough! Don't you think you're not making enough noise?"

With a slap, An Bojie couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped An Qingfang directly.

This daughter he never wanted to touch.

She finally touched his bottom line, and he could no longer tolerate her continuing to flaunt her.

"Master, I'm sorry. My little girl doesn't know the rules, so please be generous, don't argue with her like a child. Come on, hurry up and take Seventh Miss down."

"Father, you hit me, and you actually hit me?"

An Bojie's slap finally made An Qingfang quiet down.

But it failed to make her wake up, and it failed to make her dare not be presumptuous anymore.

"Father, you don't love me anymore, you don't love me anymore, for the bitch An Qingyue, for the dead girl An Qingran, for this so-called son, you—"

An Qingfang struggled and shouted loudly.

Amberjie really wanted to strangle this brainless daughter to death.

"Gag her mouth and send her directly to the ancestral hall."

An Qingfang was taken away.

At this time, Aunt Liu's [-]th board was also finished, and she was carried back home with her clothes stained with blood.

(End of this chapter)

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