Wang San and Xia Tianchuan

Another nice and cool voice said: "Is that so?" He stopped talking.

Wang San was still trembling with anger, not only angry with himself, but also angry with Xia Chuan.He is a slave, so he can't be angry with the third young master, he can only be angry with himself and Xia Chuan.

In his heart he called himself a dog slave, and also called Xia Chuan a dog slave.How much he admired Xia Chuan in his heart, how much he regarded him as a god, and how much he hated Xia Chuan now.

In his opinion, a capable person like Xia Chuan, no, a god, should have some backbone, instead of crying and begging for mercy on other men's beds like a woman.

Not knowing where the courage came from, Wang San said loudly: "No!"

Standing behind the third young master, Fucai shuddered, thinking that today would be a bad day.

The third young master was amazed and said with a smile, "Oh? No? What is that?"

Wang San raised his head and said with a sneer: "I thought it was strange on that stage. He was obviously a man, but he looked like a woman—"

"You dog slave shut up!" Fucai rushed up from behind, pointing at Wang San with trembling fingers.

At the same time, Wang San also clearly saw the trembling lips and the flickering stunned eyes on that dusty face.Wang San has never regretted it so much in his life, he wished he could eat back what he just said.

The third young master withdrew his smile and looked Wang San up and down.Wang San thought he was dead today, and his eyes clearly looked like the most poisonous snake sizing up its prey.

Suddenly the third young master laughed again, and said: "So that's the case? You are a man."

Hearing these words, even Fucai's head started to break out in cold sweat, thinking that the third young master must not come up with anything too poisonous.

"Just right," the third young master gently held Xia Chuan's hand, and Wang San clearly saw Xia Chuan's body stiffen: "There are some things that I want Chuan'er to show. Chuan'er is not a man. You can do it instead."

Fucai understood immediately, and thought to himself that these three young masters are so vicious, they are obviously going to kill a chicken for the monkeys to see, they pity both Wang San and Xia Chuan, at this moment they have no choice but to kneel down and kowtow: "This Wang San still has two clothes. If you haven’t sewed it well, I beg the third young master to show mercy, and when he finishes sewing it, I will send him to the third young master.”

The third young master glanced at Fucai and said, "You are familiar with him."

Fucai panicked, and hurriedly said: "The incident in the East Garden was provoked by this slave, so the younger ones should take care of him more."

The third young master stopped talking, and left while holding Xia Chuan's hand.The maidservants nearby were still smiling, but now they don't dare to breathe.They all lowered their heads and went to mend their clothes.

Fucai stood up early, only Wang San was still kneeling blankly.Fucai was furious for a while, walked over and kicked Wang San and scolded angrily: "How did I tell you? You know how to cause trouble all day long!"

Gui Niang was also terrified, now she came to hold Fu Cai and asked what was going on.

Fucai said unhappily, and indeed lowered his voice: "The third young master wanted to take Mr. Xia well, but he was reluctant. He wanted to find a chicken to kill for the monkey to see. This stupid slave hit the knife."

Guiniang is from the inner court, so she understood this as soon as she heard it, she burst into tears, and said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh), "Isn't it me who harmed him?" The servant girl came up, obviously wanting to ask Wang San what's wrong, and felt a little pity for him.

Only to hear Fucai sneer and said: "No one has harmed anyone, everyone is a slave."

This made everyone disperse.

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