The prince is very cruel

Guan Ning really had no choice but to cooperate as it was not easy to refuse directly.

"Brother Ning, this is the martial arts training ground. The escorts from our escort agency usually train here."

"This is the water boiler room, and that's the kitchen."

"Oh, there's a bamboo garden ahead..."

She kept explaining and Guan Ning kept nodding.

Until they passed a long corridor, Guan Ning's eyes suddenly flashed: "Huh".

Not far away, a maid in a plain long skirt was washing clothes, but was pushed to the ground by several old maids, and the stool and wooden basin were all overturned.

The clothes that had just been washed were scattered all over the floor, covered in mud.

"Humph!"

"Little bitch, if you don't finish washing these clothes today, don't even think about eating!"

"Don't you see what kind of person you are? Who asked you to receive distinguished guests?"

"Do you want to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix?"

"I didn't..." The maid's eyes were red and tears were welling up in her eyes. Her innocent face made me feel sorry for her. Although she didn't dare to fight back, she explained stubbornly.

Isn’t this Tang Xianger?

"You still dare to quibble!" Several old maids surrounded her, rolled up their sleeves, and prepared to teach her a lesson.

Guan Ning happened to see this scene and he frowned immediately.

Tang Zhu'er's face seemed a little embarrassed, and she stood up and shouted, "Stop!"

The sound was so loud that it spread across the place. Several old maids who were about to use violence were stopped by the sound. They turned around, their faces terrified, and immediately knelt down: "Miss."

"Humph, who told you to bully your sister?"

Snapped!

Tang Zhu slapped one of the old maids in the face. Judging from her actions, it was not the first time.

The old woman was beaten, covering her cheek, bewildered: "Miss, it's not you..."

"No, what's not!" Tang Zhu became even angrier. Her pretty face froze, and then a stern look emerged. She was completely different from the good girl she appeared in front of Guan Ning.

"Shut up right now!"

"Come here, take them away and give these treacherous slaves thirty slaps on the palms. See if they dare to do it again!"

Thirty Palms means hitting the palms with a wooden stick. Although it is not as exaggerated as caning, it will definitely cause the skin and flesh to be torn.

"No!"

"No!"

"Miss, no, please!"

Several old maids were dragged away. Guan Ning witnessed the entire process without saying a word. As a second-generation man, if he couldn't see through such a little trick, then his life would be in vain.

It seems that it is difficult for Tang Jiuqing to judge family affairs.

"Sister, why are you here to wash clothes?" Tang Zhuer helped Tang Xianger up.

Tang Xiang'er's panicked face was very confused, as if she didn't recognize Tang Zhu'er anymore, and she said flatteredly.

"I……"

"Sister... no, Miss, I..."

Guan Ning came out in time to smooth things over: "Miss Tang Xiang'er, I think it's almost time, why don't we go together and join the banquet."

"My benefactor, this..."

"Is this... okay?" She looked at Tang Zhu'er with a hint of embarrassment and luck in her big almond-shaped eyes.

Guan Ning was about to speak when Tang Zhu'er immediately smiled and said, "Sister, of course you can, but I heard that you seem to have other things to do. Do you really want to go?"

Her eyelashes fluttered and she enunciated the words.

Guan Ning's brows furrowed again.

In an instant, Tang Xiang'er shuddered, her face turned pale, and she shook her head and said, "No, no, I won't go."

"My clothes haven't been washed yet, benefactor, you and sister go."

"I'm leaving first." She bowed and fled.

Tang Zhu'er smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Guan Ning, her face returning to that lovely smile, her voice slightly laced.

"Brother Ning, shall we go there now?"

Guan Ning glanced at Tang Xiang'er, whose thin figure left alone and dejectedly, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in his heart. It was obvious that although Tang Xiang'er was a lady, she was actually not even as good as a maid.

Internal strife within a house is common.

He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that this was someone else's family matter, so he didn't say anything in the end. However, his impression of Tang Zhuer became even worse.

"Yeah." He nodded slightly and then stopped talking.