slave seven seven

Chapter 75
"Thank you, Mr. Xiangguo, for your appreciation!" Meng Ran automatically turned these words into words of praise for him.

The guards scoffed, praise?You'll know when the master punishes this bastard!It's best to put him in a big prison and use up Dachun's ten torture methods.

Xia Houling lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Qi Qi, who was buried in his head, and then looked at the group of guards who were gloating, "You can't even beat a young boy, what's the use of me raising you trash?"

Everyone was shocked, and the old housekeeper who was following Xia Houling hurriedly issued orders for the master after hearing it, "You follow me to the house and pay your wages, and you can leave the house today."

A dozen men suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Little servant, come with me." Xia Houling turned around and left after speaking.

Qi Qi was stunned, she thought that Meng Ran would definitely be beaten up, but she didn't expect that nothing happened?Could it be that Master was in a good mood, but didn't the little master die recently... Not daring to think too much, Qi Qi hurriedly sent Meng Ran away, and hurriedly got up to keep up with her.

Xia Houling walked all the way into the garden, the sound of running water on the rockery, and butterflies flying everywhere.

"Is he Meng Zhao's younger brother?" Xia Houling stopped at the flower bed, becoming one with Jing Rong.

"Yes." No one could guess what Zhun Xia Hou Ling was thinking, and Qi Qi was the same, so he could only say yes.

"Incest with uncle and sister-in-law is not a beautiful story." Xia Houling sneered.

Qiqi replied very quickly this time, "He's still a child."

Xia Houling obviously didn't want to pause on this topic for a long time, and changed the subject, "I want to support him. In time, even if he can't be counted as a general, he will become a great weapon."

What Xia Houling lacked was such a strong general, even though he was still young.

Qi Qi was stunned, and looked at him in surprise, "Master... help Meng Ran?"

"Do you have an opinion?" Xia Houling's tone was cold, and she casually broke off a coquettishly blooming peony, brushing it with her slender hand, and the petals withered into pieces.

(End of this chapter)