Chapter 19 Fighting so that his parents don't even know each other!
Wen Xiaoyun subconsciously dodged, not expecting the black shadow to fly like a shooting star, unable to dodge at all. With an ouch, she was hit hard on the left side of her waist. She suddenly bowed down in pain and curled up into a giant shrimp, with her internal organs
They all tightened up, and tears burst out half a meter away.
At the same time, a clear child's voice flew in the air, "Hey! Where did the stinky mangy dog come from?! Isn't it true that a stinky beggar like you came into our Ning Mansion casually?!"
Mao Er's face suddenly turned pale. He held on to the reins with one hand, trying to steady the horse, and reached out to Wen Xiaoyun with the other hand, lest she be shot in a vital part.
"Oh my God, this is the young master of the Ning Mansion," Mao Erduo explained to Wen Xiaoyun hurriedly, "He is just like a little overlord."
Wen Xiaoyun's mind instantly ran through 100,000 magical alpacas.
I'll fuck you, you banana-stick-thumping young master!
Just when Wen Xiaoyun covered her waist and eyes and was about to curse forward, another middle-aged man who looked like a servant hurried out from the corridor next to him.
He picked up the little boy in the yard and begged hurriedly: "Oh, my little ancestor, these are all officials of the yamen, you can't beat me!"
Only then did Wen Xiaoyun see what the culprit who injured her looked like.
He is six or seven years old, with two little hairpins on his head, a chubby little white face, and big round eyes. If he didn't have a proud and fierce look on his face, he would have been a very cute little boy.
The little boy's brows were twisted into a big pimple in disgust. He licked his nose and curled his mouth and hit the servant's head with a slingshot in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with the official? The prefect is still my father's lover!"
Wen Xiaoyun:···
Cat ears:···
The servant was so anxious that he broke out in sweat and covered the young master's mouth, "Oh, my terrible little ancestor, don't dare to talk nonsense!" Then he quickly changed the topic as if he was anxious and wise, "The kitchen just blew.
I made an eight-treasure praline glazed tower, it’s so satisfying and refreshing. Young master, why don’t you hurry up and take a look while it’s still hot?”
When the little brat heard about the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda, his eyes suddenly lit up. He hit the servant hard on the nose, struggled and jumped down, "Smelly old dog, you didn't tell me earlier!"
But even so, he did not forget to stick out his tongue slightly and make a face towards Wen Xiaoyun and Mao Erduo at the end.
A big "well"-shaped vein suddenly appeared on Wen Xiaoyun's forehead.
Can this naughty and vicious bastard be killed directly?!!!
Seeing the young master running away, the servant with hair all over his head hurriedly ran up to Wen Xiaoyun, "Oh, I've shocked the officer. Damn you, damn you, I didn't take good care of the young master. Why?"
The adults are causing trouble."
As he spoke, he nodded and bowed to accompany him, "My young master is an only son. He is used to being arrogant. He has always been willful and inaccurate in his words. He dares to say anything. But he is still young and has no bad intentions, let alone
Adults, please don’t think too much about anyone who slanders our prefect at all!”
Wen Xiaoyun, who was so angry that she almost bit her back molars, saw the servant's frightened look and could only snort helplessly and angrily.
She definitely didn't read the almanac when she went out today. She really couldn't remember it.
Put aside the naughty child in advance. If she gets the chance, she will definitely fix him so hard that his parents won't even recognize him.