"Hmph, you are using your power to bully others! Bullying is too much!" Bai Languo was angry.
"Thank you for the compliment." Puyang Yue smiled casually, started the wheelchair and went back to the house on his own.
As soon as he left, Puyang Yi seemed to have remembered the business, and immediately followed him to continue his worried business: "But brother, Qingqing is a stubborn person, and she likes to do things with others on her back. You can't just scold her and hit her all the time. Punish her and drive her away!"
"Beat him until he is crippled, and it will be difficult even if he doesn't leave." This was Puyang Yue's ruthless reply.
So Puyang Yi became anxious: "No, no, no! How can you treat a beautiful girl like this?"
"It's getting late. I want to rest. If you care about her, go and stay with her. Don't bother me!" Unfortunately, Puyang Yue's room is full of traps. He can close the door whenever he wants and close the window whenever he wants. Puyang Yi's nose hit the door, and he couldn't push it in anymore. He stamped his feet angrily: "How can eldest brother be so heartless? Who knows that she may be your sister-in-law in the future, you must at least know how to show mercy to her!"
He was noisy, but there was no movement inside. It was estimated that Puyang Yue's room was not only ingeniously constructed and full of functions, but also had better sound insulation than a KTV box. So Bai Languo tugged on the furious Puyang Yi's sleeves and quietly told him He said: "Don't be like this. In fact, I have a good way to make Miss Mu retreat."
Puyang Yi seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and calmed down: "What can I do?"
"Although this method is rather harsh, for the happiness of you and Miss Mu, I am willing to take the risk. Come on, I will tell you..." Bai Languo mysteriously pulled Puyang Yi to a secluded place and stood aside.
God knows whether her bad idea was for the happiness of Puyang Yi and Mu Qingqing, or for her own selfish desire to occupy the handsome prince...
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When Mu Qingqing woke up, her buttocks were still sore and cracked.
Looking around, there was no one serving him. He couldn't help but cry in frustration. Relying on his strong bones as a martial artist, he managed to get up from his bed and went down to the ground to call for someone. However, before he could open the door, he heard The whispers of the maids came from outside the door:
"Oh, what a poor man!"
"It's just that I didn't expect that the prince would beat her so badly..."
"I'm not talking about the person inside, but the prince!"
"Ah? What's wrong with the prince?"
"He was given bad medicine, but at the same time he was exposed to the scars that left him incapacitated. Do you think he hated it? It would have been extremely merciful not to beat him to death..."
"What? Real or fake? The prince... the prince really can't do that... what is that?"
"Isn't that true? Otherwise, you are too old. Why haven't you been surrounded by a woman these years? Do you really think that the prince is young and energetic but has a stoic heart? That means you have more than enough ambition but not enough power!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I work in the house every day, how come I don't know that something like this is really going on?"
"Of course you can't talk nonsense outside. You must know that the inability of the prince, the future prince, and the future emperor to have children is a very serious national event! Over the years, the prince has invited various famous doctors to treat himself, but in the end he can't be cured. , do you think the prince himself is not in a hurry? We are just not allowed to talk nonsense. If we speak out, it will be a death penalty. I told you today because of my bad mouth, you must keep it a secret!"
"Then... that's natural. Who raises their head every day to break this trap?"
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