My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 2: Six hundred and ninety-ninth

Chapter 1263 2.699 exposure

At this time, what the little girl said was because her clothes and attire resembled what princess in front of her?

But can she be to blame? When she went out, how did she know that she would have a conflict with an inexplicable person today because of this dress and this piece of jewelry.

"You! You are sick!" Another woman beside the butterfly skirt girl gave Princess Yi'an angrily.

Yi'an became angry, half-squinted and slowly walked in front of her, raised his sleeves, and slapped him slapped, "My dignified county lord Yi'an is also something you can abuse?"

"Ah!" The girl was knocked to the ground by this fierce slap. She screamed and was about to fight back when she was subdued by a wave of a shadow guard.

"No no, what do you want to do? You can't be so unreasonable! No!" The butterfly skirt girl looked at Princess Yi'an with trepidation, and was subdued by another hidden guard just about to come forward. .

"Come on, come on, help! Hell, how can there be such an unreasonable person in this world?" The butterfly skirt girl struggled and screamed.

Princess Yi'an stared at her coldly, a light with excitement appeared in his eyes, "hold them down."

"No, don't!...Don't!" The girl in the butterfly skirt looked at the knife exposed in the palm of Princess Yi'an in horror, and shook her head again and again, crying.

Yian showed a cold smile, stepped forward two steps, and suddenly slashed the woman's face.

"Ah!!!" Two women screamed in pain from the depths of the alley.

Yian slashed across the woman's face, still with a gentle smile on her face.

As she paddled, she remembered that when she was young, she hugged her head like a poor bug among a group of Yingying Yanyan, and was kicked and beaten.

She seemed to have seen Madam Su’anhou’s little daughter again, standing proudly in front of her and saying, "Go, take the clothes off this dead girl! What an unwilling lonely little **** , I dare to wear my old clothes secretly and want to show my face in front of my cousin! Pick it up! Hit me, beat me to death!"

Who wants to wear your old clothes! Who wants to wear it! ! Hu Xueyin, who I will wear in the future, will definitely be unique in the world!

"Bitch, bitch!" Yi'an looked a little crazy and scratched the face of the girl in the butterfly skirt, so that the face turned fleshy and bloody, and then he laughed happily.

"From now on~IndoMTL.com~Remember not to wear something like me." Princess Yi'an stretched out a **** hand and patted the girl in the butterfly skirt who passed out.

What about Madam Su’anhou’s youngest daughter? It's not like lying in bed like a living dead for years and days.

She gouged out the woman's eyes, pulled out her tongue, broke her hamstrings and hamstrings, but didn't kill her. Look, she is such a good-hearted person.

All those who oppose her will not end well.

"The county lord, they both fainted." Xu'er Jiaomei's small face was full of cruel and smirk at this time.

"Break their hands and feet for me, cut off their tongues, strip off their clothes, and throw them to a nearby hook. Regardless of respect and inferiority, this is just a small punishment." Yi'an said softly. After these words, like throwing rubbish, abandoning the two unknown women, turned around and walked out of the alley.

Soon, the two tragic passerby girls were taken away by the hermit guards.

(End of this chapter)