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186 Hitting People Not Faces

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Sima Xian is not old, and is almost the same as Sima Xiu. At this moment, someone has started to make fun of him, so he naturally feels that Bei'er has face. Although, Sima Xian is not very clear about the use of this face. But Sima Xian likes the feeling of being a "head".

"What should you do? If the emperor praised you in front of you, you will think that you are the most influential in the study?" Sima Xian pushed Sima Xiu, or vaguely expressed his jealousy. After hearing Sima Xian's words, Sima Xiu blinked his eyes, then showed a fierce look and said, "You are jealous when the uncle praised me?"

Sima Xiu was still a little worried about these Sima Xian and his group of friends. After all, these two fists are hard to beat four-handed hands. What's more, Sima Xian has so many friends, but really not four-handed hands, but many hands.

"Who said I was jealous?" Sima Xian naturally would not admit this. At this time, Sima Xian said, "I just think you are not worthy of the praise of the emperor. However, you are a concubine's son and a slave-born boy."

Sima Xiu knew very well about the unpleasant days since childhood. So, it can be said that even if Yuya was favored later, her life would be better. But Sima Xiu always remembered those difficult days in her heart. After all, who made this child’s heart the youngest?

Sima Xian's words can be said to have violated Sima Xiu's taboo.

Slapping someone without slapping the face, and scolding someone without revealing his shortcomings. Although Sima Xian's words made Sima Xiu angry, Sima Xiu still remembered the advice given to him by her mother Yuya and his father Sima Jin in front of the palace. At this moment, Sima Xiu stepped forward and then pulled up Sima Xian's front bra and said, "Apologize, apologize..."

"Hmph..." Sima Xian snorted coldly. In the Prince Chu's mansion, Sima Xian's biological brother is the prince of the Prince Chu's mansion. The so-called eldest son of his father and the youngest son of his mother. This Princess of Chu naturally feels most sorry for such a little baby.

When Sima Xian was in the Prince of Chu's mansion, he grew up with everyone. Prince Chu's prince loved this young brother very well. The brothers even hoped that the prince would live in the future, and that was the biological mother of the brothers. Who wouldn't look at Sima Xian's mother's princess's eyes?

So, in Sima Xian's opinion, Sima Xiu's actions towards Sima Xian were completely offensive.

"Let go..." Sima Xian said coldly from his teeth. The other Sima Xian's friends next to him could also pull the two of them away. However, Sima Xiu's hand strength is really not smaller than that of the children. This is also a benefit to practicing martial arts all the time.

"Apology, if you don't apologize, I won't pass you..." Sima Xiu leaned closer to Sima Xian's face and said loudly.

At this time, there were many children on the scene, and for a while, it was a little noisy. Even the eunuchs who were waiting for these children of the royal family were also anxious. They were smart. Now they turned around and went to the old eunuch who was in charge of the study to report. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

ps: Thank you, baby, for being a little rich fan (1 little pink).
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