Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1406 The little girl who sold herself to bury her father
Talking about Xingjian sipping tea, he gave her a sideways glance.

"You are the princess of Xizhao anyway, can you speak more decently, how can you become crazy when you see a good-looking man?"

"Let mother see it, and she will definitely punish you."

Tan Yingying curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "Mother is gentle, she is reluctant to blame me, but elder brother has always been strict."

She stood up: "I won't tell you anymore, there are a lot of novelties in the market in North Vietnam, I'm going to visit again."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Tan Xingjian's call, Tan Yingying left with her maid.

Looking at his younger sister who didn't look back, Tan Xingjian pressed the center of his brow in distress.

His younger sister was the most difficult to deal with.

She has been pampered by the prince and concubine since she was a child, and she is also the most beloved niece of the emperor of Xizhao Kingdom.

Since childhood, he has been pampered.

I'm really afraid that she will cause trouble in the capital.

Tan Xingjian thought about it, and arranged something for Zhu Sanniang.

Let her send someone to watch Tan Yingying, first to protect her safety, and second, to prevent her from causing trouble.

Zhu Sanniang has a seductive face, with thick rouge painted on the end of her eyes.

Hearing the words, she couldn't help teasing, squinting her eyes: "Yo, Tan Da Dharma protector didn't chase after the landlord, did he change his mind?"

Tan Xingjian frowned: "Stop talking nonsense, the landlord and I are innocent. I help her, and she benefits my relationship. The person I want you to pay attention to is my own sister."

Zhu Sanniang was older than them, had seen many men, heard the words, just snorted coldly.

"Maotou boy is stubborn, when the girl you like is abducted by others, some of you will cry!"

After finishing speaking, she swayed her waist and walked slowly.

Tan Xingjian fell into deep thought.

He hadn't seen Xia Baoer for several days.

I don't know how she is doing?Have you lost weight?
……

The wedding banquet between Gu Xueyu and the sixth prince is coming soon.

Xia Baoer wants to give an ingenious gift.

Today, she took the carriage to the street alone, planning to pick and choose.

She was walking aimlessly on the street.

Suddenly, I saw a group of people forming a circle in front of me, chattering, I don't know what they were talking about.

The little girl approached curiously.

Then I heard a man say: "Oh, you sold your body to bury your father at such a young age, and you still look so watery. If you meet someone who is not good, it will be over!"

"That's right," the person next to him echoed, "You look like you're only eleven or twelve years old?"

Xia Baoer walked into the crowd involuntarily.

I saw a thin little girl kneeling on the ground in sackcloth and mourning.

Her face was mottled with tears from crying, and there were some gray stains on her face.

But it's hard to hide her small round face with almond eyes, slender eyebrows and black hair. Although her hair color is a little dirty, it can still be seen to be smooth and beautiful.

If it is washed clean, it will be like silk and satin.

Next to the little girl lay a man covered by a straw mat.

She was crying sobbing, holding a sign in her hand, which read: sell her body to bury her father.

I don't know how long I have been kneeling here. In early summer, there is some unpleasant smell in the air.

The little girl pleaded helplessly to those around her.

"Uncles, aunts and mothers-in-law, please do me a favor, give me a tael of silver, and let me bury my father!"

"Summer is here, if people don't go to the ground for peace, I'm afraid they will stink, please."

She cried with tears, and anyone who saw it felt pitiful.

Just at this moment, a tyrannical voice broke in.

"It's okay to buy from you, but I have to inspect the goods, don't give you money, and you turn out to be a sick child!"

Xia Baoer turned her eyes to look.

A scruffy man in his 50s walked out of the crowd casually.

In his small eyes, evil intentions were written.

(End of this chapter)