After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 170 Complaint
Nan Jiuli didn't care whether the other party understood or not, so she didn't say any more provocative words.

But she was not idle while waiting for someone.

Walking slowly in front of Yuan Qingmu, she raised her lips, "Mr. Qingmu, can I see your eyes?"

Hearing this, Yuan Qingmu couldn't help being taken aback, he heard her coming just now, but he never thought that the other party came here for his eyes?

After thinking about it, Yuan Qingmu didn't refuse, and responded, "Okay."

As soon as the voice fell, the cloth strip on the face was peeled off.

At this time, Yuan Qingmu's eyes were already a little red and swollen because the flour had entered and was not cleaned up in time. Fortunately, the flour is not a highly toxic substance. As long as it is cleaned and the swelling is reduced, it will not cause much impact on the eyes.

After confirming that there would be no other problems, Nan Jiuli asked someone to fetch a basin of clean water, then she took out a porcelain bottle, opened the lid, and poured a few drops of the liquid in the porcelain bottle into the clean water.

"Wash your eyes first."

"Okay, thank you." Yuan Qingmu nodded and thanked, then squatted down, dipped in the water in the basin and washed it. After a while, the flour that got into the eyes was cleaned up.

Nan Jiuli handed over another box of ointment, "Apply this to your eyes once a day in the morning and evening, and your eyes' swelling will subside in about three days. But before the swelling subsides, it's better not to use your eyes to see things."

Listening to these instructions, Yuan Qingmu didn't doubt whether Nan Jiuli had ulterior motives, let alone asked more questions, and nodded in response to them one by one.

He believed that if the other party wanted to harm him, he could just ignore him just now, so why bother to offend the scarred man, and maybe even Yuan Ming behind him.

When Yuan Qingmu applied the ointment and put the cloth back on, Yuan Ming happened to arrive with the army.

A group of soldiers came over to disperse the crowd, drove the crowd to another place, and vacated the place here.

Seeing that Yuan Ming had arrived and that the man with the scar had found a backer, he immediately became more confident.

"Cousin, those people over there not only beat me, but also insulted my cousin, saying that you are powerful and powerful, it's nothing special at all."

"Even if you come, they will still call you."

Hearing the words of the man with the scar in his complaint, Yuan Ming was not someone who would listen to one sided words casually. He still knew his cousin, and his words would inevitably be exaggerated.

"What you said is true. Those people really beat you, and even scolded the general. It's not because you provoked them first, and then provoked others to beat you?"

Yuan Ming stared at the scarred man with a serious face, telling him that he felt a little guilty, and that his cousin really understood him.

After a while, the man with the scar calmed down again, and hurriedly said, "Cousin, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?"

"I just came here today to collect booth fees, and then some accidents happened. As a result, those few people suddenly and inexplicably helped those untouchables to fight against me."

"Not only beat my subordinates like this, but also wounded me."

"When I reported my cousin's name and official position, they still refused to let me go. They also said that my cousin is nothing special. Even if you see them, you still have to kneel and kowtow to them."

The last sentence was not just his nonsense, but it happened to be this sentence, which finally made Yuan Ming not calm down.

There really is such an insolent person, and even wanting to ask him to kneel and kowtow, isn't he afraid that he won't be able to bear it?
Thinking of this, Yuan Ming said in a serious tone: "I will go over and have a look."

He wanted to see what kind of appearance such an arrogant and arrogant person would have, and what kind of backbone he would have?
"It was you who beat this general's cousin?"

When Yuan Ming came up, he kept looking up and down at Nan Jiuli and Yuan Qingmu, who were standing in the front, his eyes flickered. Judging by their temperament, they were indeed different from ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)