The Prime Minister's voice came from behind: "Did Wen Yao do it?"

The two nuns nodded quickly: "It's the second young lady..."

Anyway, Wen Yao is a fool. As long as all of them speak the same words, they can smoothly put the blame on her, but she can't defend herself.

In this way, the prime minister and his wife will not severely punish their servants.

Wen Lan heard the words Wen Yao and screamed: "Don't come over, don't come over!"

She was obviously frightened by Wen Yao.

*** looked ugly, and glanced sideways at the third prince. After all, Wen Yao was now the third prince's concubine, and he had to follow the third prince's opinion on some matters.

"Your Highness, Third Prince, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Mo Wuyun narrowed his eyes, and there was some deep meaning hidden in his slender eyes.

"She will naturally be responsible for the mistakes she made. Someone come and bring the third prince and concubine."

Not long after, the men brought by the third prince finally captured Wen Yao who was wandering around the yard.

She stood among the crowd, with a hint of fear hidden in her eyes.

When the Prime Minister saw Wen Yao, he was so angry that he, who had not given her much good looks since Wen Yao was born, suddenly slammed the table.

"Did you do it to Lan'er's face?"

Wen Yao shook his head: "The dog was disobedient and bit my sister."

The nuns' eyes widened, completely stunned by Wen Yao's clear answer.

The eldest lady was shocked and stared at Wen Yao's face carefully. If it weren't for the silly expression on her face, she would have thought she was fine.

The Prime Minister pondered for a moment: "Where is the dog that bit Miss Third?"

Several servants who were keeping the dogs kneeling at the door said: "Report to the Prime Minister, the vicious dog has been slaughtered."

Mo Wuyun sat on the chair next to him, watching the events unfolding in front of him quietly, without any intention of speaking for Wen Yao.

Wen Yao didn't expect that he would open his mouth to plead for her. There was a hint of deep meaning in her eyebrows, and she quietly looked at the faces of the eldest lady and the prime minister.

The Prime Minister didn't hear what Mo Wuyun said, but he already knew what he wanted. He knew what Mo Wuyun wanted, so as long as it was done in moderation, it would be fine: "Wen Yao harmed the third lady, please bring justice to the family!"

As soon as they heard the word "family law", the expressions of some servants around them changed.

A servant lowered his head and brought the tray to the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister took the soft whip on it and flicked it into the air.

The crisp sound of explosions shook the surroundings, making the whole room quiet for a moment.

*** narrowed his eyes and stared at Wen Yao without any pity, and even hid a little disgust.

He walked down the steps with one hand behind his back, swiping the long whip on the ground until it reached Wen Yao's feet.

"Kneel down!"

Wen Yao didn't move.

Two nuns rushed over, one holding Wen Yao's arm on the other.

Wen Yao tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand what *** meant: "It was a dog that did it, not Yao'er."

She opened her mouth and repeated this sentence to ***.

When the eldest lady saw that the *** had not yet taken action, she added fuel to the fire behind her and wiped the corners of her eyes: "Master, I didn't expect this girl to be so cruel and ruthless. Her mother harmed me to such an extent back then, but I have been doing my duty for so many years."

, but she has not been wronged in the slightest. I wonder who in the entire capital doesn’t know that I treat her as my own!"

***'s hand holding the whip tightened, and he stared at her face, his anger became even stronger: "You really are exactly like your mother!"

Wen Yao was slightly stunned when he heard *** mentioning his mother.

She pursed her lips and stared at her eyes. Those eyes were crystal clear and crescent-like, with a pitiful smell that made people unable to put their hands on her for a moment.

*** Holding the whip tightly in his hand, he finally made up his mind and suddenly waved his arm to throw the whip down.

Wen Yao bent down and held her head, then pulled the two nuns who were holding her to a side, and helped her to apply the whip firmly.

"Ouch!"

The two men screamed and fell to the ground, clutching their backs.

When the Prime Minister saw that Wen Yao had not been hit, he angrily threw away the whip again and struck cruelly.

The whip was bright red all over, even in thickness, and very beautiful.

This thing is the treasure of the Prime Minister's Mansion. It was a tribute that the Emperor received after his victory in attacking a small country.

Therefore, *** has always regarded it as a treasure. This treasure is so strong that even a sword can cut it without stopping.

At this time, it was used to hit Wen Yao. Wen Yao's small body probably couldn't bear a few whips.

Wen Yao's eyes fell on the red soft whip, and he already liked it very much. She is the best at using this kind of flexible weapon. If it comes into her hands, she will definitely...

Secretly, Wen Yao was so greedy that he had already made plans to take it for himself.

***Who knew what Wen Yao was thinking at this time? When he saw Wen Yao running away, he threw the whip away. However, at this time Wen Yao had already ran outside the door and happened to bump into a few people coming from outside.

"ah..."

A voice exclaimed, as if it was frightened.

***'s hand suddenly stopped, and his face turned pale with fear.

The whip did not fall on Wen Yao's body, but was held by a pair of slender fingers. A young man in a moon-white robe stood at the door, his brows slightly furrowed.

His brows and eyes are gentle, and although his facial features are a bit ordinary, the combination of them makes people look very comfortable.

It's like the whole person is blended into the scene around him, which is easy to ignore, but cannot be ignored.

The old voice echoed in Wen Yao's ears, and the old lady hit the ground hard with her cane: "Okay, okay, Tangtang ***, now even I dare to hit you!"

When *** saw the old lady, he was so frightened that he quickly dropped the whip on the ground, took a step forward and saluted with his hands in hand, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Mom, my son didn't mean it. It's just that this girl is too disobedient, so I plan to teach her a lesson."

The old lady's eyes fell on Wen Yao, with a hint of pity hidden in her eyes.

"Look, how scared Yao'er was.

She held Wen Yao's hand and Wen Yao was stunned.

The old man's hands were very hot and a little rough.

The young man standing aside glanced sideways at her and smiled lightly at her.

A picture flashed through Wen Yao's mind. When she was young, she was pushed down the steps and fell to the ground, crying bitterly but no one cared about her. It seemed that there was such a gentle boy helping her.

This man is her brother, Wen Qing, the eldest son of the concubine.

When the prime minister saw the old lady scolding him, he quickly explained: "Mother, to be honest with you, this girl let the dog bite Lan'er. Look at Lan'er's face. She directly destroyed Lan'er.

ah!"
Chapter completed!