The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

Everyone looked at the familiar face hitting the ground, or the familiar hole on the ground, and they always felt that this scene was familiar.

"what!"

An old fan among the onlookers recalled: "Before, at the city gate, the little imperial concubine pounced and smashed Prime Minister Xie into the ground in the same way!"

Everyone: "Why does it look so familiar?"

Xie Yuantang touched his nose, feeling embarrassed, hehe~

At this point, Xie Zhaoqing had finished a round of kowtows, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were unfocused.

Bai Lang's kick was no joke. Xie Zhaoqing felt something cool flowing down from the top of his head.

He raised his hand and wiped it. It was red.

Ah, it's blood!

Xie Zhaoqing glanced at Bai Lang and wanted to get angry, but he was more afraid of being kicked and having his brains exploded!

Bai Lang held an umbrella, bent down and looked down at him, his purple eyes bright and charming: "Oh~ the skin is broken! Tell me, wouldn't it be fine if you had done the salute earlier? Alas~"

The last "Alas" sounded as if he was really blaming Xie Zhaoqing for being ignorant.

Even Xie Zhaoqing and the people around him were confused for a moment, and subconsciously thought: Yes, wouldn’t it have been better if they had kowtowed earlier?

I was stunned again: It feels like something is wrong!

Situ Xu took the opportunity to teach his sister a lesson in a low voice: "Did you see that? This guy is a lunatic. He'll stomp on someone's head and blow them up if he doesn't agree with you. Don't get close to him!"

Situ Feng was slightly startled. Now his son became smarter: "He won't step on my head. I am a distinguished member of Xie Yuantang. He will only cheat me of money, not hurt me!"

Situ Xu: “…” Being clever when you shouldn’t be!

So cheating you out of your money isn't considered hurting you, right?

Oh yeah, that fucking hurt me!

Situ Xu paused in frustration. On the other side, Xie Zhaoqing was dizzy and looked at Xie Yuantang weakly: "Yuantang, can you forgive Dad now?"

Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on Xie Yuantang, wanting to see how the young imperial concubine would respond.

As a result, Xie Yuantang sniffed, blinked his big eyes, and tears fell down, choking with sobs: "Dad... Tangtang has been waiting for your apology for nine and a half years, wuwuwu!"

The onlookers sighed: Alas, no matter how many times I see it, I always feel that the little imperial concubine is so pitiful!

Dragon cubs and white dog: Well, that’s the basic operation.

"Then... have you forgiven Dad?"

Xie Zhaoqing asked hurriedly: "If you forgive me, can Dad get up? Dad's head is a little... sneeze!"

Before he could finish saying "It hurts a little", he sneezed loudly in public.

Xie Yuantang took a look and blinked his bright black eyes twice, and instantly understood: "Yan Mo, why don't you go get some clothes for my dad? Didn't you hear my dad say that he has a cold head?"

Yan Mo: “…” Are you sure it’s a bit “cold”?

Situ Yan thought of something, turned around and whispered something to Yan Mo, and Yan Mo immediately returned home.

After a while, a piece of "rag" was taken out!

There were at least ten different patterns of fabric on the rag, each one rougher than the last, and there were several big holes in the middle.

Calling it "cloth" is a compliment!

Xie Yuantang personally put the cloth on Xie Zhaoqing. It was not known whether he did it intentionally or not, but he did not even bother to take off the thorns on his back. He just shook his whole body, and caught the thorns as well!

Originally, he could still bear carrying those thorns on his back, but when Xie Yuantang shook them, they instantly pricked and stabbed him. Xie Zhaoqing gasped on the spot and straightened his back: "No, no, no... Yuantang, you..."

"Dad, don't you recognize this? It is the only piece of clothing you gave to your daughter!"

Xie Yuantang's hands were shaking as she cried, "My daughter has been at the farm for nine years, and you only gave her this piece of clothing. Over the years, my daughter has worn and ripped clothes, but you have never been willing to throw it away."

"How cruel! He didn't care about anything for nine years and just gave her such a tattered piece of clothing. Now that the little imperial concubine has become rich, he is pretending to be so shameless!"

"That's right. Do you really think we don't remember that you refused to give the dowry and betrayed your wife by visiting a brothel?"

"The public has a very good memory! Little Princess, don't forgive him!"

Listening to the discussion among the crowd, Situ Ran curiously asked Yan Mo in a low voice: "Is this really Xie Yuantang's old clothes?"

Yan Mo touched his nose and whispered, "I guess so. Just a few days ago, the little imperial concubine and His Highness were joking around and they tore off a few pieces of cloth to see whose craftsmanship was better. Later, they even put them on. So, rounding it off, it can be considered old clothes."

Situ Ran: “…” Is that how you calculate?

Bai Lang sneered and said, "Then I used it to wrap the cactus. Now it should... well, it feels pretty good!"

Situ Xu curled his lips: "See, Xie Yuantang is bad! Sister, you will..."

Situ Feng's eyes were full of admiration: "Can you play like this? I'll make one like this when I get home!"

Situ Xu: “…”

Xie Zhaoqing endured the tingling all over his body and gritted his teeth and said, "Yuan Tang, Dad was wrong. I can buy you as many clothes as you want in the future. You can take this away first..."

"Daddy, aren't you cold? Wear this and you won't be cold anymore."

Xie Yuantang shook his head, his face full of filial piety: "By the way, Dad, please get up quickly. What's the matter with you kneeling all the time?"

As she spoke, she pretended to help Xie Zhaoqing up. The moment she got close to him, she quickly sprinkled something on his face with her fingers.

After peeing, when the little hand was about to touch Xie Zhaoqing's arm, it instantly pulled back.

Xie Zhaoqing had never expected that she would feint. He had wanted to use her strength to stand up, but when she withdrew her hand, he lost his balance and fell forward.

His arms stretched forward by inertia, and it looked as if he had pushed Xie Yuantang away.

"what!"

Xie Yuantang screamed, and his small body was "pushed away" by him so weakly that he stumbled and fell to the ground sideways.

"Xie Yuantang!" Situ Feng called out urgently.

"Little Princess, be careful!" the onlookers also shouted worriedly.

At the same time, Situ Yan and Bai Lang moved at the same time.

Situ Yan bent down and raised his hand, and Bai Lang lazily stretched out a foot...

With one hand and one foot, he held up Xie Yuantang's left and right hands at the same time.

Xie Yuantang looked at the slender big hand on the left, then at the big foot on the right that made people want to chop it off. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he glared at Bai Lang secretly.

Bai Lang winked at her in a sly way and was about to hook her up with his foot when Situ Yan reached out with his big hand and pulled Xie Yuantang over.

"Did you fall? Does it hurt?"

Situ Yan squatted down and looked at Xie Yuantang "worriedly", then turned to look at Xie Zhaoqing angrily: "Father-in-law is too much, he kept asking my wife to forgive you, but he pushed her away, and this was in front of everyone, wouldn't you be even more excessive in private?"

Xie Yuantang quietly gave him a thumbs up.

Her husband is still the best!

She is gentle, has good acting skills, and can catch her role anytime and anywhere!