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Chapter 73 Jinjin Don't Listen to His Father
Mu Jinjin's big round eyes were three parts shocked, two parts angry, and five parts wanting to hit someone.

In ancient times, there were no laws related to child abuse. You can beat your own children as you want.

However, people's hearts are fleshy. Who can see such a five-and-a-half-year-old girl covered in scars and scars, who can't feel sorry for her? !

Only a beast father can do this kind of cruelty to his own daughter!
Damn guy!
Mu Jinjin couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and kicked the Seventh Prince's leg with one corner.

Hearing a "click", the Seventh Prince's leg bone was in severe pain, and because of the unbearable pain in the leg bone, he knelt down in front of Mu Ziluo.

The sound of kneeling on the ground and the scream of the Seventh Prince came out at the same time, and it sounded like pain in the bones.

Beads of sweat rolled down and landed on the Seventh Prince's knee, his arms were trembling constantly.

Mu Jinjin already had amazing foot strength half a month ago. When he was attacked in Fushou Mountain, he kicked and broke the assassin's leg bone.

Later, I heard from Ye Chen that the assassin committed suicide by biting his tongue without leaving any clues.

Just now Mu Jinjin kicked the Seventh Prince's foot with all his strength, and heard the sound of "click", it must have broken a bone.

The Seventh Prince was in so much pain that he couldn't say a word, his teeth were grinning, his face was flushed, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

Mu Ziluo, who had never seen anyone who could teach his father a lesson, and who had been enduring the resentment of being beaten, suddenly laughed.

"Hehehe, hehehe..."

The gloomy girl smiled coldly, and there was only resentment in her sneer.

Mu Jinjin held Mu Ziluo's hand, and looked eagerly at his father and mother.

"Can we help sister Ziluo?"

This girl is really distressing.

Little Mianmian spoke, and her dark eyes made the tyrant obedient.

Mu Heng's gloomy eyes turned towards the Seventh Prince, and he said in a cold voice: "If I had known that you had harmed Zi Luo so much, and let her endorse it, I should have punished you!"

What's the use of punishment, a dog can't change his habit of eating shit!

Mu Jinjin grabbed Mu Heng's dragon robe and pulled it twice, "Father! Uncle Seventh Emperor can't change it. If we want to protect Ziluo, we can't let her and Uncle Seventh Emperor go back."

Mu Jinjin already knew that when the Seventh Prince returned to the palace, he would definitely beat Mu Ziluo even harder.

Mu Heng frowned, and looked at Xiao Mian, who was looking up at him with deep eyes, the light in a pair of dark eyes was soft and warm.

He took a deep breath, and said in a suppressed voice: "I will take Ziluo as a righteous daughter, and let Ziluo stay in the palace first, and recuperate in the Yangxin Hall."

Mu Ziluo's injuries all over his body must be taken care of.

Mu Jinjin nodded, took Mu Ziluo's hand, and bent down towards Mu Ziluo with his big black eyes.

"Sister Ziluo will live in the palace from now on!"

Mu Ziluo looked up at Mu Jinjin, his brown pupils were deserted, without a trace of happiness.

Probably since I have never had love since I was a child, it will be like this.

Mu Jinjin has nothing but pity for Mu Ziluo.

She looked up at Jin Naiqing and said, "Mother, let's go to Yangxin Hall to accompany Sister Ziluo more often in the future!"

Her daughter was kind and well-behaved, Jin Naiqing patted Mu Jinjin's head, "Daughter is good!"

Little Mianmian is really obedient, Mu Heng bent down his gloomy eyes, looking at Little Mianmian with fondness, this little Mianmian is so obedient today!

His daughter can excel, and the old father's heart bursts with pride.

Be quick to reward his little Cotton.

He ordered the sixth father-in-law to arrange for everyone to withdraw from Hongxiang Hall, arrange Mu Ziluo to Yangxin Hall as promised by Mu Jinjin, and drag the seventh prince out to beat him fifty times.

Close the door, it's your own family.

Sitting on the high dragon chair, Mu Heng looked at Jin Naiqing, Mu Jinjin and Mu Yingsi who were sitting in the private seats.

"I am very happy today, because my family has a child prodigy, my three-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Xiao Mian."

Jin Naiqing looked at Mu Jinjin fondly, she liked this daughter so much.

Mu Yingsi bit her lip, looked at Mu Jinjin aggrievedly and jealously, she was so jealous of Mu Jinjin.

What's so good about being a child prodigy!

It was just a title, a halo of nothingness, not as delicious as a piece of meat.

A pair of dark eyes stared round, her little white hands swayed around Little Pingguo's face, her pink lips pursed, and she said, "Jinjin don't want to be a child prodigy! Jinjin just wants to be an ordinary little apple." My child! Father, please fulfill me!"

Mu Heng was taken aback, how could a child not want to be a child prodigy?
"I said you are a child prodigy, and you are a child prodigy."

Mu Jinjin's little white hands waved like two small balls, "Jinjin doesn't want to be a child prodigy, Jinjin just doesn't want to be a child prodigy!"

Mu Heng frowned, his gloomy eyes deepened, two points of displeasure, three points of calm, five points of irritable.

No one can refute his decision, besides, he bought all the Jiangnan silk skirts for Mu Jinjin.

"I sent people to rush to buy the skirt just for Jinjin! I want Jinjin to wear this skirt, which is hard to get in the world, to sit in a float and parade through the streets, so that the people can see my child prodigy daughter. Don't you Agreed, what do you want me to do?"

Dresses all ready?
A pair of dark eyes looked at the bright brocade box next to the dragon chair, and licked his lips.

The milky little voice said firmly: "Jinjin can accept the skirt, but Jinjin really doesn't want to be a child prodigy."

Jin Naiqing hugged her daughter, and looked at Mu Heng coldly, as if protecting her daughter.

"The emperor please allow Jinjin to have her own ideas. There must be her reasons for what she doesn't want. Please don't force Jinjin to do things she doesn't like."

A pair of dark round eyes turned to Jin Naiqing.

In this ancient society, a mother who respects her daughter's ideas like Jin Naiqing really cherishes species.

Mu Jinjin's eyes trembled, he plunged into Jin Naiqing's arms, and said obediently, "Mother is so kind!"

hiss!
Mu Heng gasped.

I spent a lot of money to buy an expensive skirt, and I want to give it to Mu Jinjin, and I plan to arrange a street parade for Mu Jinjin, so that the whole world will worship Mu Jinjin, a child prodigy.

Isn't it bad that his father's careful arrangement is not good?
"Jinjin! Is Father okay?"

The cute little girl snuggled into her mother's arms, pursed her lips, and shook her head.

The heart of Mu Heng's old father is very sour.

"Jinjin, can you tell me why your mother is better than me?"

Mu Jinjin said without hesitation: "Because mother understands Jinjin and knows what Jinjin likes and dislikes, she will never force Jinjin to do something she doesn't like."

What he said was decisive, and every word was sonorous and powerful.

Mu Heng probably understands something: Jin Jin doesn't like being forced to do something by others.

Therefore, as his father, he shouldn't force Little Cotton to be a child prodigy and go parading in the streets.

Thinking of this, his gloomy eyes became even darker. He has lived for 29 years, why has he never thought that he has forced others...

"Jinjin saved my face today. This skirt should have been given to Jinjin."

(End of this chapter)