Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

But for a moment, the five young masters of the Tang family were all lying on the ground and wailing.

Lin Shi had already turned pale with fright.

She rushed over, hugged her third son, covered his injured abdomen with her hand, and cried out, "Master Hou, you are too ruthless!"

There was actually blood.

Ye Siming sneered, he turned around and looked down, like a **** looking down at ants.

A dark cloud over his head covered the young man's gloomy eyes with a layer of jet black.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "On the battlefield, swords, lights, swords and shadows are often used, and injuries and bleeding are inevitable. Even this is unacceptable. What martial arts are you going to test?"

"Could it be that they cried and called their mothers on the battlefield, so that the enemy could be spared?"

Ye Siming paused and smiled: "However, based on their martial arts skills, it may be a bit difficult to enter the first round of martial arts. After another ten years of practice, it may be possible."

After all, he walked into the main hall, and in front of Gu Nuoer, the indifference and contempt between his eyebrows had faded a lot.

Only patience and chuckle remained: "How do you want to punish them?"

Gu Nuo'er blinked her beautiful eyes, but asked, "Brother Siming, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired. The sandbags that I usually play on the school grounds last longer than they do."

The little girl frowned: "Then I've had enough, let's go back."

Tang Yiwan was instantly blessed: "Thank you, Her Royal Highness, for making the decision for me, and sending off the Marquis and Her Royal Highness."

Gu Nuo'er looked at her with a pretty face, and smiled slightly: "Yiwan, you don't have to be so polite. After all, half of my coming here today is to vent my anger."

Tang Suyan stood not far away, looking at the injured brothers in the courtyard.

She recovered from her panic, looked in Gu Nuo'er's direction, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, those bad pears were not my intention."

"Besides, I'm not targeting you, I'm just bullying Tang Yiwan. Why are you so ruthless and have to care about this matter with me?"

When the second prince heard this, he immediately frowned and scolded: "Do you think the lessons you have received are not enough?"

Gu Nuo'er tugged at her brother's sleeve, saying that she didn't need to say more.

Her sparkling eyes looked at Tang Suyan clearly.

"It's true that the bad pears weren't specially made for me to eat, but you made a lot of **** in front of me and dropped those pears, right?"

"I'm here today to tell you that your family has never taught you the rules and hospitality. Sooner or later, someone from outside will teach you."

"I could have been kind, but it depends on the attitude of the other party. If you make a mistake, not everyone will swallow it like a wan."

Saying that, the little girl held her red lips slightly and smiled brightly: "What's more, Yiwan has given up everywhere, don't you still intensify it? Could it be that I'll do it easily today, and you will be grateful to me?"

"I don't think so. I'm afraid you are just complacent, thinking that your cleverness has successfully avoided punishment again."

Tang Suyan looked at Gu Nuoer, only to feel that her delicate face was very dazzling.

Several princes and Marquis Yong Ye stood behind her, and her brocade clothes were also radiant, gorgeous and not allowed to be seen directly by mortals.

This is the baby daughter raised by the emperor with thousands of pets.

Tang Suyan knew that her identities were not equal, so she could only bear this breath!

But the clenched fist in her sleeve already revealed her dissatisfaction.

Before leaving, the second prince fined the big house of the Tang family five hundred taels of silver.

Lin Shi really cried and said that he had no money.

The second prince asked the guards to collect the same amount of jewelry.

Lin's cry was worse than when he saw his son injured.

In the end, he watched helplessly as the guards took away some jewelry.