Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 6

There was a crisp "pa", louder than when the second lady hit Hongxue before.

"hiss--"

Seeing this scene, the servant girls who came in a hurry gasped.

Hongxue also widened her eyes: "Miss..."

"Thank you for drinking, you are crazy!"

Xie Ling yelled, threw herself on the second lady and began to cry.

Xie Qiuhai was also very angry, "Xie Cijiu, we tried to persuade you not to listen, but you still hit your second aunt? You really have gone against the sky!"

"What's the matter with beating her? Don't talk about the second aunt, the father and the king have already severed ties with you, and the official documents are clearly written, so you just forget?"

Xie Cijiu touched the whip at his waist calmly.

"What about the documents? Bloodlines cannot be denied!"

Xie Qiuhai stood there hopping, but didn't dare to go forward, like a toad jumping up and down by a puddle.

"Do I have to spoil you if you play tricks on me? Also, she hit me first, and I gave her a slap. Don't blame me for being rude if you continue to hang around here."

"Father, look at her!" Xie Ling glared at Xie Cijiu viciously, the word "jealousy" was almost engraved on her forehead.

Yan Zhihui watched the farce the whole time, and was overwhelmed by it.

What kind of monsters and monsters are these?

But he didn't expect that the flames of war would soon spread to him.

Xie Cijiu didn't want to get entangled with them, so he turned his head and said to the boys and maids, "Drive them out, whoever let them in, I will go to the cashier to get the money myself later!"

"This……"

"What are you still doing in a daze? Don't you know whose family you are eating?" Yinshuang rolled up her sleeves and was the first to go forward, grabbing Xie Ling's arm and pulling it out: "Get up, hurry up, girl, everyone, Why are you so thick-skinned?"

"Go away! Who allowed you to touch me? What are you, go away!" Xie Ling struggled to fight with Yinshuang, and the remaining maidservants followed suit.

The people brought by Xie Qiuhai mingled with the people from the palace.

For a while, the whole yard was buzzing with people, just like a vegetable market.

Xie Cijiu finally couldn't take it anymore, he pulled out the whip from his waist and flicked it hard.

"Snapped--"

The whip twirled a flower in the air, making a short and loud sound of breaking through the air.

Xie Qiuhai's skin tightened subconsciously, "You, you, you——what do you want to do?"

Xie Cijiu slammed his backhand on the ground, and there was another "pop".

The crowd who were pushing and shoving were suddenly silent, with panic on their faces.

And Xie Ling was squeezed into the corridor, fell down, she raised her head angrily, she was in such a mess, but Xie Cijiu still looked calm and breezy, why?
She gritted her teeth unwillingly, and turned her head to see a pot of flowers in her hand. Without even thinking about it, she picked it up and smashed it at Xie Cijiu. Unfortunately, she was not strong enough, and the flower pot fell to the ground before it reached halfway.

With a "pop", the flowerpot shattered to the ground, the soil was spilled out, and the flower branches were crooked.

"Wangfei's flower!" Hongxue exclaimed, Xie Cijiu turned around, saw the torn flowerpot on the ground, immediately opened her pupils, and the breath in her body sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

She clenched her hands tightly, strode over, and carefully held up the flowers, "Mom, are you okay?"

Yan Zhihui: It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s just that my butt hurts a little.

He gritted his teeth bitterly, he is a majestic god from the heavens, it would be fine to turn into a flower when he descended to the earth, and even if he was thrown by a mortal, he would be laughed at for 1 years when he passed it back!

He was holding his breath, but he still had to comfort Xie Cijiu first. It was hard to do anything under the watchful eyes of everyone, so he gently brushed the leaf over her fingertips.

Xie Cijiu breathed a sigh of relief, but the fire in his heart suddenly flared up.

"Hongxue, pack up the flowers and soil."

"Yes." Terrified, Hongxue held the flowers and soil in a large piece of pottery and held them in her arms.

As soon as he took a step back, Xie Cijiu's whip was thrown out like a silver dragon.

"If you don't go, then don't go."

　Saying goodbye to wine: angry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)