"Father"!

"National Normal University"!

When Pang Yuan saw that everyone came over, the little ones saluted, but Duan Ye and the other two stood there "in ignorant of life and death". Seeing this, the others were ready to intervene in the fun. They offended the national master in the imperial city, and even if he himself would not do anything to you due to face, those slap-up dogs would drown you with spitting stars.

"Bold! Why don't you kneel when you see the national master? Are you looking for death?"

Seeing someone scolding Duan Ye and the others, the national master deliberately slowed down. The person who spoke was Wang Wanqing, the son of the head of the Wang family and the prince's brother-in-law.

Since the Medicine Temple Competition, he has never seen Su Yuanyuan again. Today he has met the "fairy face" and Wang Wanqing seems to be a little out of control.

Among the four young masters in the imperial city, he is the most domineering. The rest of them usually hide their strength and are unwilling to fight with him, which further encourages Wang Wanqing's arrogance.

In his eyes, as long as the woman he likes, no one can escape. Today he will step on Duan Ye and let Su Yuanyuan see what a real man is. "Showing the outside world and wisely" is what a woman should do. When she encounters difficulties, a novice will not take the blame.

"roll"!

But no one expected that Duan Ye would be so domineering. There were so many people here, but Wang Wanqing was going to trouble me. Since the other party was here to find fault, Duan Ye felt that he didn't need to save face for him.

"You boy is looking for death"!

With a beauty next to him, how could Wang Wanqing bear such an injustice? This is the first time that someone dares to contradict him.

I saw him clenching his fists and making a crisp sound, which sounded like firecrackers were set off.

"Wang Wanqing! This is the Prince's Yixin Villa! Don't forget... Duan Ye is like you, and is also a guest of His Highness the Prince..."

Song Jia was determined to protect Duan Ye, but in fact he indirectly reminded Wang Wanqing that the prince’s banquet was a big deal. If the quarrel really started, he would definitely not have any good results after he went back.

After thinking about it, Wang Wanqing felt that he should find a suitable reason to "discuss" with Duan Ye, and it would not be too late to teach him a lesson in family preaching.

"Hmph! When did you get this countryman to have a relationship? Could it be that Pompez doesn't want your sister, you are anxious... Want to find her a husband's house? Why don't you be good brothers? I'm good to marry your sister home as a concubine, what do you think?"

Wang Wanqing's dirty words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of everyone. Of course, most of the people who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak were the ones. Even Pang Yuanjian, who was about to talk to Xia Qingrou, frowned unconsciously.

"You! Very good..."

Song Jia did not expect that he just helped Duan Ye to relieve the siege, but brought humiliation to his sister. Song Wanqing is the lady of the Song family and the goddess of the young people in the imperial city.

As the saying goes, the elder brother is a father, and Song Jia has always been very fond of this sister. He can tolerate any grievances outside, but the only thing he can't stand his sister being wronged. It can be said that Song Wanqing is Song Jia's negligence, and no one in the imperial city is qualified to bully her.

Seeing her sister crying, she still had to hold back her tears. Song Jia felt very uncomfortable, and her heart was like a knife.

"This...uh...a guy who can't spit out ivory in his mouth. Everyone knows Miss Song's beauty. How can I, Duan Ye, bear the kindness of a beauty? If I want to be worthy of such a beauty, I must be a dragon and a phoenix among people..."

Duan Ye paused for a moment, as if there was still something else. Seeing that Song Wanqing's mood had improved, he continued, "It's fine for me, I'm definitely not qualified to marry Miss Song. Think about it... even a young talent like me can't marry Miss Song, let alone you, the second-generation ancestor who only knows how to rely on me."

"Hahaha…".

Duan Ye’s words were very targeted, and coupled with the smile that Xia Qingrou and others added fuel to the fire, Wang Wanqing was immediately annoyed.

"you"!

He raised his hand and was about to cover Duan Ye's head and slashed down, but he was scared to stop.

"Stop it"! "Stop it"!

The former voice is an unquestionable tone, while the latter is a rebuke.

The first voice was naturally the master of the National Master who had never spoken. The second voice was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, wearing a navy silk robe and a scattered look.

"Dad...Dad"!

Wang Wanqing is a little overlord, but he is also afraid of it. Wang Shicheng, the head of the Wang family, is a martial arts genius. Now he is a warrior at the fourth level of Platinum Fighter. In order to urge his son to practice martial arts, he has beaten Wang Wanqing a lot. Sometimes he is ruthless, and he even beats Wang Wanqing and lie on the bed for about ten days.

"Wan Qing... Have I taught you... Don't be impulsive when encountering things, and learn to think calmly?" Wang Shicheng nodded to the national master, and then said to his son.

"The boy knows... knows"!

Wang Wanqing swallowed and replied tremblingly. It can be seen that he was really afraid of Wang Shicheng.

"Bang"!

A sudden slap stunned Wang Wanqing. He never thought that Wang Shicheng would hit him in public on such an important occasion.

What about his face? What about the reputation of the fourth son of the Imperial City? Do you still want it? Wang Wanqing has always been very proud. No matter how he was beaten at home, he had no problem. But after he came out, especially when he beat himself in front of everyone... and even Su Yuanyuan, Wang Wanqing felt angry and aggrieved.

"Are you feeling very uncomfortable now?"

At this time, even if Wang Wanqing felt wronged, he would not dare to say it out.

"It's right to feel wronged... I hit you for my father to hurt you in the face and remember it in my heart. You can be so rampant in the imperial city. If you go out... even if you have ten lives, it's not enough to lose... Let's go! Take a seat with me."

As the prince's father-in-law, Wang Shicheng, a famous chaebol, wanted the prince to ascend the throne, he needed money to handle any aspect.

So over the years, the prince and Wang Shicheng have been tied together, and his father-in-law has paid a lot of money and laundered money for him. As a royal relative, he certainly has no need to say hello to a junior.

"gentle…".

"Sir, the kindness and faults of the past have never been forgotten... Now that you don't have any speculation, you should stop talking."

When Xia Qingrou was still young, she often went to the National Master's Mansion to play. Pang Yuanjian treated her as her own. She would take Xia Qingrou whatever is delicious or fun.

When facing Pang Yuanjian, Xia Qingrou wanted to say harsh words to stimulate the other party, but she couldn't bear it.

Especially after learning from the emperor that the reason why King Qi was driven out of the imperial city, her resentment towards Pang Yuanjian had long disappeared without a trace.

But the little girl's face is thin, and after so many years of struggle, she can't just compromise. Now she is just showing off.

"Hahaha... I have something to say, you are still young now... It is understandable that some things are not understood. Isn't there a saying that the road is a long way to know the power, and people's hearts will be seen over time! Over time, you will know who is good to you... and who is bad to you."

Pang Yuanjian looked at Xia Qingrou like an educated junior, with his eyes full of love. Because he did not practice martial arts, he looked much older than his peers. Seeing his old friends suddenly grow old, Xia Qingrou's heart was already uncomfortable. After seeing Pang Yuanjian's sincerity, the grievances in his heart over the years instantly turned into a string of "pearls" and slipped off his cheeks.

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