After Escaping from the Marriage, the Crown Prince Started Pampering Me

  Chapter 28 Bastards Don’t Talk about Wu Morality

   "Punishment? Isn't punishment a matter of the yamen?"

  Ye Qingge was puzzled, her beautiful eyes were round and round, making people unconsciously feel close when looking at it.

   "Sigh, the young master probably doesn't know the family name of this person from the capital?"

"…Um."

  The buddy nodded, with an expression that really did.

   "Young Master, I don't know. This Zhou mansion is not an ordinary family. The master of the Zhou family is the deputy commander of the Imperial Sword Guard. Who would dare to offend ordinary people? So if they want to ask whose fault it is, why don't they just ask whose fault it is?"

  The buddy glanced outside, and said: "Today is the seventh wave. I have captured six waves before. There must be forty or fifty people."

   "Sigh, it's a pity that child, probably will be turned into a vegetable man."

   After the buddy finished talking about the few medicines Tang Mo wanted, he also packed them, and handed them to Tang Mo respectfully.

   "Vegetable people? Treat people like vegetables?"

  Ye Qingge's voice raised slightly unknowingly. Is the vegetable guy that the guy is talking about, the one she knows?

  Ye Qingge glanced back at Tang Mo, and saw that he was frowning slightly, and his face was still a little pale.

  He won't freak out, will he?

   Also, a well-behaved person like him probably has never heard of such a terrible thing.

  So Ye Qingge patted the back of his hand to show comfort.

   "Young master, please keep your voice down, you dare not say this on the surface."

  The little guy said hastily when he heard it, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have talked too much today.

   It's strange to say, I'm not usually very talkative, what happened today?

   While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a wailing, shrill voice, followed by a woman's heart-piercing cry.

  Everyone on the street looked at it one after another, and it turned out that one of the servants broke the two arms of a boy.

  The boy's two arms hung over his shoulders in a strange way, and the pain was so painful that he fell to the ground and rolled.

  A woman is probably the boy's mother, kneeling on the ground holding the boy and crying loudly.

   While the servant next to her was still kicking the woman and the child, the other servants behind him hugged their shoulders and smiled.

  The other tenants just watched in fear and had no other reaction, and no one else on the street stopped them.

  Is human nature so indifferent?

   "It's really a small temple with a lot of evil spirits, and the pool is shallow!"

  Ye Qingge pushed away the people blocking the pharmacy and walked towards the street.

  The eyes that always had a slight smile were now cold, and the originally cute doll's face was now serious like never before.

   The usual lazy demeanor changed, and now the whole body was filled with murderous aura.

  The guy who was talking to Ye Qingge just now had a look of astonishment on his face.

  Why did the cute little boy who had a good chat with him just now suddenly become like a ghost-faced Rakshasa?

   Subconsciously glanced at the young man in white with veil on his face.

   Fortunately, this young master didn't change suddenly, he still looks the same as when he came in just now, gentle and refined.

   As if sensing the man's gaze, Tang Mo turned his head slowly, and met the man's gaze without fail.

  Then the corners of his lips curled up the next moment, revealing a meaningful smile.

  The guy winced in fright.

   Oh my god, this boy looks scarier than the one just now!

   "Hey, grandson stop it."

  Ye Qingge's voice is not high, and the original owner's voice is relatively soft, even if he yells loudly, he can't deter others at all.

  It’s a bit like a cat’s meowing with its hair blown up, more than cute but not vicious.

   It's just... frustrating.

   Fortunately, those servants still heard it.

   This avoids the embarrassment that she would say harsh words to the other party, but the other party did not hear.

  The man headed by him was the servant who did the fighting, looking at Ye Qingge with glaring eyes.

  Seeing that she is not tall, and she is alone, and her clothes are not luxurious, she immediately has a bottom line.

   Presumably what kind of person she is, so she doesn't know how powerful Zhou Mansion is, so she doesn't take her seriously at all.

   Curse as soon as you open your mouth.

   "Where did the **** get impatient?"

  Ye Qingge glanced at the servant, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you scolding, son of a bitch?"

   "Grandson, I will scold you..."

  After the words had been spoken, there was laughter all around, and the servant also realized that he had been fooled.

   Suddenly, his face turned into a liver color.

  He has been in the Zhou Mansion for so long, and the master gave him a bit of a good face because of his ability to handle affairs.

   Not to mention outside, even if the Zhou family is among the servants, he always walks sideways.

  Where did you suffer this kind of loss?

   "Okay you bastard, I'm really impatient to live, brothers give it to me!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the other servants also jumped out of the team and surrounded Ye Qingge.

Depend on! You don't talk about Wude!

   So many people hit her alone.

  Ye Qingge couldn't help thinking of a stalk I heard before: a dozen big men surrounded a man on the road, and the big man asked the man, do you want to fight alone or in groups? The man saw that the other party had a lot of people, so he replied that he wanted to fight one-on-one, so more than a dozen big men beat the man to the ground together. The man shouted that he was despicable, and he obviously chose a duel. Unexpectedly, the big man sneered and said, that's right, we beat you in a group, and you fight us alone in a single fight.

   A head-on punch interrupted Ye Qingge's wild thoughts, allowing her to devote herself wholeheartedly to this hand-to-hand fight.

   Melee combat, yes!

  There were so many people on the street that they couldn't pull out their guns, and they didn't have any weapons in their hands. Ye Qingge could only rely on his fists.

  However, this fist is too small, and the bones are not strong enough, Ye Qingge can only use the skills and moves in grappling and fighting to defeat the enemy.

  The servants didn't pay much attention to Ye Qingge at first, but they knew he couldn't withstand a punch from him just by looking at his small body.

  But after a few rounds, he was able to dodge them all, and some servants of the Zhou Mansion suffered a lot.

  So several people looked at each other, and used a strategic siege on Ye Qingge.

  Because several people changed their tactics, Ye Qingge felt more and more difficult.

  If it was in the 23rd century, it would take no effort at all to clean up these dishes.

  But she miscalculated the original owner's physical fitness, and she was really a hopeless force.

   "This kid is going to run out of strength, brothers, beat me to death!" The leader of the servant said with a grin.

  Ye Qingge glanced at him, but said nothing, analyzing the current situation in his mind.

   There are many people on the other side, and the original owner's broken body seems to be unable to support it. At that time, this group of people will be able to beat their own human brains into dog brains.

  The fist attacked again, Ye Qingge parried to meet him with martial arts, and then pretended to be exhausted.

   Little by little, he retreated to the front of the leader.

  Seeing Ye Qingge's weak appearance, the leader of the servants became even more arrogant: "Stinky boy, kneel and kowtow, get under my crotch, and call me Grandpa twice, I will spare your life."

  Ye Qingge responded with a sneer: "Grandson, what kind of relative do you recognize indiscriminately? Your ancestors had shells. What kind of presence do you have in our crowd?"

   Lao Xu's itinerary code has reached the star today, gratifying and congratulating, let's celebrate together!

  (end of this chapter)