After death, I became the cannon fodder of the three protagonists

Xue Hong knew he had a guilty conscience, and when he returned home, he was sneaky. He found the hidden medicinal wine from the room, asked the servant to give him the medicine, and fell asleep in the end.

When I woke up the next day, I completely forgot what happened last night, got up in a daze, and opened my mouth to call the servant to come in and help him get up.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't the boy who came in, but his dark-faced father.

His father still held a wicker stick in his hand.

Xue Hong woke up immediately, and jumped directly under the bed. He smiled flatteringly, but his eyes were full of guard.

"Father, you didn't let the servants tell you when you came. This son has just woken up, and his clothes are disheveled."

When Xue Hong was speaking, he silently tightened his messy undershirt, put on his shoes calmly, and moved towards the door.

Father Xue watched his every move with a blank face, and then sneered, holding the willow hand slightly harder.

"Communication? This father comes from a son's house, and you want the servant to pass it on first?
I think your brain really needs to be cured. "

Xue Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly prepared to run away, and said with a sneering smile, "No, Dad, you misunderstood, that's not what my son meant..."

He sneered, and hit Xue Hong with a willow stick, "Misunderstanding? What did I misunderstand? I misunderstood that you were not clear-headed? Or did you misunderstand that you just provoke me outside when you have time?"

"A few days ago, your father and I suppressed you, humbly apologized to the admiral of Liangzhou, and last night you offended Lord Huo Xiaohou again!"

"I won't peel off your skin today, I will take your surname!"

Father Xue was also confused, after all, no one in the capital knew, so don't offend Huo Sijiu if you offend anyone.

Not to mention that he himself has already inherited the title of Marquis of Yong'an.

Let's say that his uncle is the current emperor, his grandfather is Prince Jing, and his master is the commander of the Black Armored Guards.

With these three backers, no one dared to make a sound when Huo Sijiu walked sideways in the capital.

Seeing the wicker swinging towards him, Xue Hong dodged to the side reflexively, his mouth was one step faster than his brain.

"Father, we both have the same last name."

Father Xue's footsteps stopped, and his chest suddenly heaved violently. He raised his hand, pointed at Xue Hong with trembling fingers, and said "yes" three times in a row.

"The wings are hard, and you dare to talk back. If I don't beat you to death today, my surname will not be Xue!"

"No, Dad..."

Xue Honghui's bowels were turning green, and he wanted to explain while dodging, but Father Xue didn't give him a chance to explain at all.

The wicker scratched his body, and he grinned in pain.

"Father...don't hit me, it hurts...really hurts..."

He dodged, and at the same time his mind was running wildly, how did he offend Huo Sijiu.

I just thought about it for a long time, and my underwear was beaten to the point of bleeding, and I didn't want to understand how I offended Huo Sijiu.

Although Xue's father is old, his physical strength is very good. This is also thanks to Xue Hong's ability to provoke troubles. He chased Xue Hong every once in a while, and he developed a good body just like this.

Xue Hong's tone gradually weakened, but he still didn't admit his mistake, and he couldn't grasp the point as always.

Grinning his teeth in pain, he still cared about his face, "No, Dad, you can hit me, but don't hit my face!"

"My son hasn't married yet. If this disfigures my face, what will happen if no girl wants to marry my son in the future!"

If there was a scar on his face, he would go out in the future and meet a beautiful woman, so he wouldn't have the nerve to go up and strike up a conversation.

Father Xue was furious at Xue Hong's words, "Get married?
When the matchmakers in the capital, big and small, heard your name, Xue Hong, they declined immediately. Do you still have the nerve to propose marriage? "

No one in the capital knows that the eldest son of the Xue family is notoriously lustful, and he can't move his legs when he sees pretty girls on weekdays.

It was okay at first, but then somehow, there was a saying in the capital - but anyone who loves their daughters, it is impossible to marry their daughters to a womanizer like Xue Hong.

Now it's all right, even those who want to marry their daughter into Xue's family for the sake of profit, have given up their minds for the sake of reputation.

Xue's father was anxious and angry, but his son had already made up his mind, and he couldn't change it, and he was not in a bad mood. After a few years, the rumors would dissipate, and there would be time for him to see him again.

Unexpectedly, this stinky boy's ability to stir up trouble is getting bigger and bigger. He is worried that if he goes with the flow, whether Xue Hong's life can be saved will be a problem.

Father Xue's eyes were red with anger, and every time he hit him, he did not stop until Xue Hong was beaten and collapsed on the ground, covered in blood.

He looked at his dying son, with unbearable and distressed flashes in his eyes.

But it's better for his son to be beaten half to death by himself than to offend someone who shouldn't be offended and cause the entire Xue family to die.

Father Xue took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said cruelly: "Go, prepare the ox cart, and then go to the warehouse to pick some good gifts."

The young servant outside heard Father Xue's voice and hurriedly responded.

Xue Hong, covered in blood, was carried into the bullock cart, and Father Xue followed him. Before leaving the Xue Mansion, he specifically told the steward of the Xue Mansion to take the carriage to invite the doctor who is best at trauma in Beijing.

After inviting the doctor, you don't have to take it back to Xue's residence, but take it directly to Prince Jing's residence and wait in front of the residence.

Manager Xue agreed, and while arranging for people to prepare the carriage, he went to the cashier to pay the money, and then left the door without stopping.

Prince Jing was trusted by the emperor, so the mansion was naturally close to the imperial palace, Father Xue and others walked for less than half an hour to arrive.

Along the way, many people looked at them appreciatively. Seeing them heading in the direction of Prince Jing's Mansion, those who were interested quickly thought of how Young Lord Huo kicked Xue Hong down the stairs at the Huachu Restaurant last night. this matter.

Tsk tsk tsk, this Lord Xue is really cruel. In order to relieve Lord Huo Xiaohou, he actually beat his son like this.

Facing everyone's strange gazes, Father Xue didn't panic at all, and walked in front of the ox cart with the prepared gift box.

If he didn't want others to see him, he wouldn't have talked about preparing the ox cart in the first place.

It was also a coincidence that Xue's father happened to meet Huo Sijiu going out, planning to visit Su Mo in Gu's mansion.

Otherwise, it might not be possible to meet Huo Sijiu.

Huo Sijiu is not a person who pays attention to etiquette, he didn't say that you came to make an apology, no matter whether he accepts it or not, he will come out to meet you.

As long as he is unwilling, in a word, the guards of Prince Jing's Mansion will help him send him away.

Father Xue naturally knew this too. Seeing that Huo Sijiu had half stepped on the carriage seat, he quickened his pace and shouted:
"Master Huo!"

Huo Sijiu stopped his movements and looked sideways, his frowning brows slowly relaxed when he saw that it was Father Xue who came.

He raised his eyebrows, looked away from Father Xue, and looked at Xue Hong who was dying lying on the bullock cart, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

This old man Xue has something.

Huo Sijiu didn't show Father Xue's face, he raised his chin slightly, and looked at Father Xue with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"What is Xuehou's job in looking for my young master?"

"The dog is stubborn and ignorant, and offended the young master. As the father, this marquis cannot absolve himself of the blame."

Father Xue lowered his posture, "Although the Marquis has already taught the dog a lesson in the mansion, after much deliberation, I still feel that it is not right, so I brought him here, apologized to the little lord, and hoped that the little lord will be happy. "

The cold is too uncomfortable, the nose is blocked and the throat is inflamed, and the body temperature is around 35.8...

Because in the third trimester of pregnancy, I can do my best without taking medicine, and I drink a lot of hot water every day for the past two days, and I feel like living in the bathroom.

There are still about [-] days until the expected date of delivery. I have roughly sorted out the following plots, and this book will be finished within [-] days~