"Bastard, I'll beat you to death!"

"Beat this devil to death!"

‘Bang’ ‘bang’ ‘pop’

The two princes and several eunuchs worked together to beat him while he was kneeling on the ground. His chest was bleeding from the beatings, not to mention the bruises on his body.

Not far away, an innocent girl in pink clothes stood under a tree with her small body, followed by two boys who were much older than her.

The girl said: "Xiyou, go and help him!"

After hearing this, Zhai Xiyou quickly walked towards the violent crowd without asking the reason.

Another boy next to the girl also followed Zhai Xiyou in a hurry.

The girl murmured helplessly: "This Xili just likes to join in the fun!"

"Stop!" As the sixth prince, Zhai Xiyou has a kingly demeanor at a young age.

Zhai Xili, who ran after him, also shouted mightily: "Stop!"

The violent eldest prince and fourth prince stopped, and the eldest prince shouted to Zhai Xiyou: "Sixth prince, you have nothing to do here!"

"Brother, we are all the sons of our father. What you did is inappropriate!" Zhai Xiyou moved forward, walked to the person who was being beaten, and protected him.

Zhai Xichen frowned. As a legitimate prince, if his father knew about it, he would indeed lose his status as heir apparent.

"He hit me first, and then I asked someone to beat him!" Zhai Xichen explained.

Zhai Xiyou answered: "Since everyone has been beaten now, it's time for the eldest brother and the fourth brother to pay their respects to the queen mother, right?"

"Hmph!" Zhai Xichen took Zhai Xiche away. Before Zhai Xiche left, he even spit on the person who was being beaten.

Zhai Xiyou turned around, looked at Zhai Xiying who was covered in scars, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zhai Xiying shook her head and said nothing. She turned around awkwardly and saw the girl under the tree.

It's her!

The girl under the tree is wearing a mask, and the small mouth under the mask is smiling.

Zhai Xiying looked dazzled, and he was not afraid of being beaten. But what disgusted him the most was the pretentious person!

Enduring the congestion in her heart, Zhai Xiying gave her a cold look and limped away.

Zhai Xiyou wanted to step forward to help him, but saw the girl under the tree shaking her head. He had no choice but to give up.

…

Two years later, the eighth prince of Emperor Jian'an of the Shengtian Dynasty became the earliest prince in the history of the Shengtian Dynasty to be granted a royal title, the only ten-year-old Prince Ying.

As everyone knows, the reason why the emperor canonized the eighth prince is because this year, the eighth prince would scream ghosts in the side palace once a month. Out of helplessness, your majesty immediately kicked the eighth prince out of the palace!

"Zhai Xiying, do you want to go out?"

Zhai Xiying, who had just walked out of Lanyuan, frowned and stared at the short man with anger in her eyes.

"I'm asking you something! Why don't you answer me!"

Zhai Xiying asked indifferently: "How did you get in!"

The short man said proudly: "The guards in your palace are all blind and they didn't see me!"

Zhai Xiying snorted coldly, pushed the short man away, and walked straight forward.

But how could the little girl behind him let him go so easily?

"Zhai Xiying, why are you ignoring me? Where are you going?"

Zhai Xiying turned around suddenly and shouted: "Lu Youruo, you are really annoying!"

"Hey, I'm your fiancée, how can you say your wife is annoying?" The short man stared at him pitifully, with that ugly face, it was simply scary!

Zhai Xiying returned disgustedly: "Don't you have Zhai Xiyou? Why are you bothering me?"

The short man was stunned and smiled brightly: "Mr., are you jealous?"

Zhai Xiying glared at the ugly child angrily, but she was worried about the five-year-old sticky skin plaster. He couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he got rid of it!

…
Chapter completed!