Nalan Feixue's sleeves were lifted up, but all she could see was the snow-white smooth skin, where there was no trace of a whip.
Xianglan was sweating profusely, and her eyes were full of horror and disbelief, "No...impossible! I saw it with my own eyes, and you all saw it with your own eyes, didn't you?"
At this time, Nalan Feixue was still in pain all over her body, tearing her face and tugging on Nalan Zhengze's clothes, "Father, save me, I'm in so much pain, so much pain... that bitch beat me , Father, you have to be the master for me!"
She cried miserably, but her face was ruddy, her aura fluctuated steadily, and she didn't have any scars on her body, she looked like a seriously injured patient.
Nalan Zhengze is a fourth-rank physician, so he could be wrong about whether a person is injured or not.
At this moment, he felt that he had been fooled, and immediately became angry from embarrassment, and shook off Nalan Feixue's hand: "Shut up, are you addicted to fooling your father?"
He pointed at Nalan Feixue's servants, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you take your young lady down quickly, isn't it embarrassing enough to stay here?"
Those servants were full of panic and uneasiness, they didn't dare to delay any longer, they quickly helped Nalan Feixue back who was still crying.
Mai Xiang glanced at the dull-looking Xianglan, and said flatly: "Miss, I think we should go back. Although the other courtyard is a bit dilapidated and simple, at least no one will make you angry."
"So many people in this mansion don't like you, even a maid can frame you casually, I don't think it's interesting for you to keep it."
Nalan Zhengze's expression darkened when he heard the words, and he glanced sharply at Xianglan, and shouted in a deep voice: "Come on, drag this girl who framed the master down, smash her dantian for me, and die with a stick!"
Xianglan shuddered all over and raised her head in disbelief.
Facing Nalan Zhengze's cold and cruel eyes, fear suddenly surged up like a tide.
"Young Master, Young Master, help me! I don't dare anymore! I won't dare again in the future, please spare my life, Master and Young Master!"
Xianglan desperately threw herself in front of Nalan Ziyun and asked him for help.
Nalan Ziyun's complexion was also a bit ugly, but he said helplessly: "It's the third sister you offended, it's useless to beg me. But I think the third sister has a bodhisattva heart, and she will definitely be forgiving and forgiving."
Xianglan immediately understood when she heard the words, she turned to Hexi, knelt down in front of her and slapped herself non-stop, "Miss San, it's because of slaves and ghosts that they framed Miss San. Please spare me, woo woo woo... Miss San, please spare me!"
He Xi looked at Nalan Ziyun with a smile that was not a smile, and said slowly: "Your brother is truly a bodhisattva, even a maid is willing to intercede for her. It's just that when my sister was wronged just now, why didn't I see you say something for her?" ?”
Before Nalan Ziyun had time to say anything, Nalan Zhengze's expression became even uglier immediately, and he said coldly: "What are you still doing, why don't you drag this lowly maid to me! Don't let Third Miss look at you with disgust. !"
Soon a servant from Nalan Mansion rushed up and dragged down Xiang Lan who was screaming, crying and cursing.
Nalan Ziyun looked at the direction where Xianglan disappeared, her eyes darkened, and the resentment towards Hexi deepened in her heart.
Nalan Zhengze looked at Hexi, his gaze at this time was considered kind, "Hexi, since you have returned to Nalan Mansion, you will naturally be the third lady of Nalan Mansion in the future.