The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

Nan Xuanran, who stood aside a little, escaped.

But when he saw that his little brother had been poured all over his head, Nan Xuanran became angry immediately. He pointed angrily at the person at the gate of the Liyuan and cursed: "How dare you break my young master's reputation? Believe it or not, this young master is calling someone." Come and kill you all."

"What a big breath!"

A rather cold voice sounded.

"Who are you?"

Nan Xuanran looked at the girl who was standing at the door at some point, and recognized at a glance that it was her who just threw a sword and broke the half-empty jar.

He put his hands on his hips and said angrily, "As I speak, when will it be your woman's turn to act blindly? Believe it or not, I will have your mouth torn apart."

This arrogance is really boundless!

"Liu Weiwei." Gu Nanqiao glanced at Nan Xuanran, who looked like a meaty man, and crossed his arms; "Did you just say you wanted to beat him?"

After Liu Ming hesitated for a moment, he nodded immediately; "Yes, my subordinates have wanted to beat him for a long time, but... I was afraid that you, madam, would be unhappy, so I have been holding back. Everyone is holding back."

"Then go and beat him up."

What?

Liu Ming and the other guards present were stunned.

"Didn't he ask for a beating just now? We can't let others see the joke and say that the guards in my opera house are useless and don't even have the ability to beat up a naughty kid!" Gu Nanqiao's voice was as calm as water. It's like telling a funny story.

When Liu Ming heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Madam, I'm going right away."

Rolling up his sleeves, clenching his fists, he stepped towards Nan Xuanran.

Although Liu Ming was not as strong as a bear like the Xu brothers, he was still tall. Nan Xuanran felt a little scared when he saw his attitude of rolling up his sleeves and charging at him angrily.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Quickly stop him and throw your shit at him." Nan Xuanran hurriedly called to the eight boys who were covered in shit.

When the eight boys heard this, they immediately rushed forward to block him.

As soon as Liu Ming approached, the eight boys immediately threw the feces and water on Liu Ming like rogues. They even squatted on the ground to pull the feces on the ground and threw it at Liu Ming...

This wave of operations made Liu Ming's face darken.

But it's not lethal at all.

Liu Ming was so angry that he stopped being careful and grabbed them by their collars one by one and threw them out.

When Nan Xuanran saw something was wrong, he turned around and ran away.

"I still want to run!"

Liu Ming took three steps, grabbed Nan Xuan, and then picked him up, who was as fat as a meatball.

Nan Xuanran's face suddenly changed, he waved his hands and struggled, and kept shouting: "Let go, you damn slave, I am the second young master, your wife's biological brother, if you dare to touch a hair on my head, I will let you go when you come back." My sister killed you."

Liu Ming paused.

At this time, a cold voice said: "What are you doing standing still? Beat him."

When Liu Ming heard this, he didn't hesitate anymore.

"what--"

*

Yuzhuyuan.

"Madam, the second young master was beaten."

After listening to the maid's report, Grandma Yuan found Mrs. Liu who was pruning flowers and plants and said.

After hearing this, Madam Liu paused slightly and said, "Did he be beaten by a slave? Or did the eldest lady do it herself?"

"I heard that it was the guards who moved the hands, and the eldest lady gave the order." Aunt Yuan said, leaning forward slightly and asked in a low voice, "Madam, do you want to go to the old lady to talk to me?"

Mrs. Liu put down the scissors in her hand, grabbed the small kettle on the side, and watered the pruned flower plants before she said gently, "The old lady really needs to know about this matter. After all, the second young master is her heartthrob. However, the old lady has been upset recently because of the second young lady's marriage, so when you send this potted plant over later, be more careful with what you say, so as not to make the old lady angry."

Aunt Yuan's eyes flashed and she nodded with a smile, "Old slave, I understand."