She was surprised: "Why do you have this kite in your hand? It disappeared two years ago. This is my kite. Give it back to me."
This was the first kite she learned to make by herself when she came to Beichao. She carried the poems on the kite herself, and she recognized them. She had looked for them before, but she had never found them.
"Oh, that's right. Since you admit to using a kite to communicate with others, I haven't wronged you."
Nangong Rui said coldly: "However, if you want to escape, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your wish. No matter what, you are still my crown princess."
Azhu and Aunt Lian were frightened by the prince. They did not expect that the prince would personally guard the door of Xiangya Courtyard. "Your Highness, you have misunderstood..."
Nangong Rui didn't wait for them to quibble: "These two slaves dare to incite the master to escape in the middle of the night, drag him down and beat him with fifty sticks each..."
Immediately, Qi Siyun was also frightened. She broke free from the guards' grasp and stood in front of Aunt Lian and Azhu. "Why do you beat them? Each of them has fifty big boards. Do you want to beat them to death? What anger and hatred do you have?" Come to me..."
Qi Siyun hates herself now. Why has she persisted for so many years? Is it just to suffer all kinds of humiliation from him?
Nangong Rui stared into her eyes, and the flash of hatred in them made his heart ache.
As long as he thought of Guan Yunling waiting outside the door with this kite in his hand, he wanted to kill his official and take his head.
At that time, Guan Yunling was not only the number one scholar, but also the legitimate son of Guan Jiangjun and the biological brother of Princess Chu. He was also highly appreciated by his father...
What's even more annoying is that Qi Siyun once appeared in front of Guan Yunling dressed up and dressed up at a palace banquet. As the princess, she dared to try to cuckold him.
After all these things, she still dared to pretend to be dumbfounded with him.
"Hit." Nangong Rui said angrily.
Qi Siyun, a foreign princess, how could she defeat him?
The boards hit Aunt Lian and Azhu, causing her heart to ache.
Just after ten strokes, Aunt Lian could no longer hold on any longer. At this moment, Qi Siyun tried her best to push away the guard and climbed on Aunt Lian's body. In an instant, the guard couldn't hold back the strokes, and she was severely shaken. A sharp blow to her back.
Qi Siyun let out a scream of pain...
The guard was also frightened and quickly put away the board and said, "Your Highness..."
Nangong Rui saw that she was hit with a cane and made a loud sound. His steps moved half a step, his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, his brows knitted together, and he said angrily: "Get out of the way."
"If you want to beat them to death, beat me to death first. Anyway, my life would be worse than death if I stayed in the Prince's Mansion."
Qi Siyun burst into tears instantly. She couldn't imagine whether the blow just now on Aunt Lian's body would kill her.
At this time, she hated him to the extreme, "Nangong Rui, if I die, I will be grateful to you. Thank you for freeing me, but please let Aunt Lian and Azhu go. I don't know what they said What makes you so angry, but they are unintentional, everything is my fault, I want to marry you..."
When Nangong Rui heard this, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and there was an inexplicable pain in his heart. For so many years, Qi Siyun cooked and made soup for him...
Now, is she ready to break up with him? Is she going to draw a line with him?
In the past, she happily cooked for him every day, but last night, she threw the bowl of porridge with her own hands. What did that mean?
Nangong Rui felt a flash of panic in his heart. He would actually panic because he could no longer eat the food cooked by Qi Siyun.
