The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

Su Baixi cried and said pitifully, "Your Highness, Bai Xi begs you, please advise my father to stop, if this fight continues, my second brother will die, Bai Xi begs you."

Every word of Su Baixi weeps blood, tears are like pearls, misty and coquettish, it's hard to arouse pity.

Su Yueming sighed, she will never learn this trick, Su Baixi does have something that she doesn't have.

Facing these beauties crying pitifully to him, the prince's eyes were still fixed and extremely clear, as if his heart had not been shaken by the pear blossom in front of him.

He said, "Get up." What he said was neither cold nor cold, but there was no temperature, polite but alienated.

Su Baixi vaguely felt the prince's indifference, and she felt a little flustered. She had never seen a man who ignored her tears.

Someone once used a poem——

"Yu Rong's lonely tears are dry, a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring." To describe her weeping appearance, this poem is widely circulated. Therefore, the tears of Su Baixi, the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion, have become the things that men rush to see. With a mysterious atmosphere.

But the prince in front of her, although he spoke softly to her, was as quiet as ever, aloof and majestic, exuding an aura of nobility that no one dared to get close to, and an invisible long line formed between him and her long ridge.

Her heart trembled, and she continued, "Your Highness, only your father will listen to what you say here, please open your mouth."

The prince stood up, motioned Mo Yu to help Su Baixi up, and said——

"I can understand your pity for your brothers, but... this is a family matter of the Xiangfu, and it is inconvenient for me to intervene. Just get up."

The prince's refusal was so impeccable that Su Baixi couldn't find anything to talk about. She stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

The prince's eyes had already moved away from her.

"Miss, do you understand what the prince said?" Seeing Su Baixi standing still in the same place, Mo Yu stepped forward and asked.

Su Baixi's face blushed suddenly, and then he left in embarrassment.

Su Yueming let out a sigh of relief, for some reason, a big rock in her heart was released, and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

Su Buqing whipped Su Zicong a hundred times solidly, not missing a single lash. When the beating was over, his own palms were bleeding, and he leaned against the stone table beside him, trembling.

When Su Zicong was untied from the tree, his whole body was already bloody and unconscious.His clothes were torn, sticking to his flesh with blood, salt water, and chili water, and there were many bloodstains on that handsome face.

"Zicong, Zicong..." The eldest lady ran over in a hurry, saw her son in front of her, and protected him with distress, and said, "Quickly, send the second young master back to the room and call the doctor!"

Everyone rushed to carry Su Zicong in. The eldest lady turned her head and looked at Su Yueming fiercely, as if she wanted to kill her with this gaze. Su Yueming raised her eyes lightly, without flinching looked at her.

She just wants this old bitch to taste what it's like for her own children to suffer!

"Second miss, don't run away, don't run away, something happened to my second aunt, something happened to my second aunt..." Suddenly, from the direction of Ranxiangyuan, there was another panicked cry from a maidservant.

Second Miss?Su Qingmo ran out?

Su Baixi's face suddenly showed an extremely uncomfortable and flustered expression, and when he looked up, he saw Su Qingmo running towards him like crazy.