Deyang smiled and said, "I am a clever child. I should focus on writing and ink. You describe it word by word. When I reply to my concubine's words, I will react instantly and answer them like a stream, knowing which sentence is pleasing and which sentence offends people. Haha, Chief He Nan has raised a good son."

He Nanjishan hurriedly thanked.

Deyang handed the paper to Xueling and said with a smile: "Let them write down one by one. If there is anything wrong, please mention it. I will ask Kiss Ji Shan to change it again."

Xue Ling agreed and took it to everyone and saw it one by one. Who dares to raise objections?

Looking at the many men in black who had pulled out half a knife around them, they didn't dare to talk too much, so they had to take a pen and write it. When they arrived in front of Mr. Guan, Mr. Guan was still speechless in a hoarse voice, and tears flowed out of pain, sweat and tears were intertwined, and his whole face was full of flowers. How could he look like the handsome young man just now?

Xue Ling looked at him with disgust and said to his servant: "His right hand is deposed, unable to write or speak. You choose whether you want to make a mark with your left hand or you can draw it for him."

The two servants looked at each other and said in their hearts that if they had drawn a cover for him, they would have to die when they went back, and it would be better to...

Thinking of this, one of them asked tremblingly: "Can you put your handprints?"

Xue Ling suddenly smiled brightly as if she was spring flowers. She looked at Mr. Guan and said slowly: "Mr. Guan, then please give me a seal with the remaining hand and draw a stamp."

Mr. Guan was angry and painful, but Piansheng couldn't speak, so he couldn't help but wave his left hand in a hurry, obviously protesting. If he could speak, he would definitely be scolding Xueling angrily.

Xue Ling didn't care about this, she just looked at the two servants and said, "I look at your Master Guan, it seems that he agreed. Why don't you help him?"

The two servants turned their eyes and rushed to Guan Gongzi and said, "Young Master, since you have agreed, the servants will do it for you."

As he said that, the two servants forced Mr. Guan's hand under the stare of the man in black and pressed it on the paper.

After a while, Xue Ling took the paper back, and a group of men in black were holding back, and the signing and stamping were very fast.

After Deyang got it, he looked it again and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. It seems that Mr. Guan also admitted the fact that he teased me. Haha, you should be very glad that this matter was handled by me personally and could still leave your life. If my husband saw it, you would be defeated by your hand!"

As soon as I said this, Qian Wu came back.

He was still a little confused when he saw that the secret guards protecting Deyang had come out. What was going on?

"Crown Princess, what's going on here?" Qian Wu rushed into the teahouse and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Deyang sitting there leisurely.

Seeing him coming back, Deyang stood up with a smile and said slowly: "Okay, the matter here is over, let's go."

Xueling and Zirong hurriedly followed and left with her.

And those secret guards disappeared without a trace when she said that the matter was over.

Everyone stared at Deyang Yangchang and turned around. When they turned around, they saw that Mr. Guan had fainted and his arms were still tightly tied by the servants. The hand on the table had already become dry due to loss of blood.

What made them most heartbroken was that their Crown Princess sat there from beginning to end, her face as usual, and she ignored the blood and the broken hand!

There was a faint smell of blood spreading in the air for a long time.

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Chapter completed!