Beaten

Author: Furongjia

Beaten

"There are really no rules." Ling Yong slapped the table, "Go get my riding crop."

Lingda was gloating at his misfortune. With his father's temperament, he probably wouldn't stop until he was beaten half to death.

"Father, let me call you eldest brother. If it were someone else, he would definitely not be willing to come." Ling Da looked like a brother and brother, but in his heart he wished Ling Heng died.

Fang Miaoran frowned slightly. She knew that her son didn't like Ling Heng, but now it was just adding to the chaos.

"I think it's better to ask the servants to invite you." Fang Miaoran said, "Dar, just stay here honestly."

"No need." Lingda didn't understand what Fang Miaoran meant at all, so he took people to find Ling Heng angrily.

Ling Heng was reading in the room when he heard the door being kicked in the distance. He put away the things in the room to avoid being discovered.

"Ling Heng, why don't you get out." Ling Da's gloating expression was beyond words.

"What are you doing here?" Ling Heng closed the sleeve of his left hand with his right hand. There was a small medicine bottle inside.

Lingda said, "Father is telling you to go to the front, why don't you get over there quickly."

"Father?" Ling Heng then remembered that he had a father who had been indifferent to him all these years. Why he suddenly wanted to see him this time was probably related to the Lingda mother and son in front of him. "Father is still in the military camp.

How could you call me among them?"

"You don't know, right? Father has come back today." Lingda said, "Hurry up, we are waiting for you."

There was a steady drizzle in the sky, and two servants were rushing to hold an umbrella for Ling Da. Ling Heng was a step behind, and the corners of his clothes were already stained with rainwater.

Ling Heng picked up a pebble from the ground, reached out and hit Ling Da's leg socket.

"Ouch." Lingda suddenly knelt on the ground, and the servants who followed him didn't react for a while.

"Second brother, are you okay?" Ling Heng stepped forward to support Ling Da and took the opportunity to remove the powder in the small medicine bottle from the clothes behind his neck.

Lingda only felt itchy on his neck and didn't care. When he turned around and saw Ling Heng, his reaction was very strong. He pushed Ling Heng away and said, "Get away you bitch, you are worthy of touching me."

Ling Heng didn't pay attention and stood up, watching coldly as the two servants helped Ling Da up.

The medicinal powder had mixed with the rainwater and seeped into the skin, disappearing without a trace.

"You evildoer." Ling Yong became furious as soon as he saw Ling Heng. What made him even more annoyed was that Ling Heng's face was 70% similar to Gu Xinyu's. Every time he thought of Gu Xinyu, he felt a lingering irritability in his heart, "Why don't you go with me?"

I kneel down."

Ling Heng did not kneel down, but stood tall and straight, "I don't know what mistake I made, why I have to kneel down."

"You have no respect for your elders and no respect for your brothers." Ling Yong didn't say much to him, but swung his horsewhip in an attempt to vent his anger.

Ling Heng closed his eyes. He had long been accustomed to such scenes. Every time Ling Yong saw him, he was either insulted or beaten. However, he had no strength to resist. His wings were not yet full and he could not compete with Ling Yong.

Backing up, this is what he hates the most.

But the pain he imagined did not come. When he opened his eyes, he only saw the sharp riding crop swinging towards him, and there was a blood streak on his face, but he felt no pain.

"I'm so angry, you old guy, you dare to hit my son." The familiar female voice came again, and it could be heard that she was very angry, almost bursting into flames.
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