Madam Luo was forced to retreat by her strong tone, and she slightly retracted her posture, "Madam, you have misunderstood. I did not kidnap your daughter. It was your daughter who insisted on staying at my house and refused to leave. I was not looking at her. She is well-behaved and sensible, so I adopted her as a child bride.”
She put all the responsibility on Zhouzhou.
Aunt Zhou was so angry that she wanted to take action.
Mianmian came out and said, "Mrs. Luo, don't tell lies here. She was obviously kidnapped by you. You locked her in the woodshed for several days."
Mrs. Luo continued to quibble, "The child suddenly repented, so he deliberately found an excuse to slander us."
With cold eyes, Mianmian slowly walked up to Matchmaker Li and pulled her down. "She told me when you did it. Do you want to ask her in person?"
Mrs. Luo was stunned, and then she recognized that this was the matchmaker who led the bride in.
Only then did she realize that she had been tricked.
She turned her head and looked at Matchmaker Li fiercely.
Matchmaker Li said with an innocent face: "Madam, I always wanted to tell you on the way, but you didn't give me a chance." ?.?????.???
Mrs. Luo couldn't find an excuse for the moment, and she felt a little unreasonable. It was just a matter of marriage, but kidnapping the child was another matter.
No matter what the status of the Zhou family is, if they report it to the prefect, they will be punished.
Mianmian continued: "Mrs. Luo, do you have anything else to say?"
Mrs. Luo raised her eyes to look at the little girl in front of her, her eyes full of hatred, "It's all because of you. If you hadn't come to make trouble in our house, would I have come out to look for you?!"
After she finished speaking, she raised her hand to attack Mianmian.
Matchmaker Li opened her eyes wide and looked at her in horror.
Mianmian dodged quickly and gave Mrs. Luo a hard slap in the face with her backhand.
There was a loud snap that could be heard throughout the street.
Although Mrs. Luo was a minor official in the capital in the past, she was still an official wife. Now she was slapped in the street by a little girl, and she was completely disgraced.
"You, how dare you hit me." She covered her face and looked at Mianmian in disbelief.
Mianmian rarely hits anyone on weekdays, but if someone dares to touch her, she will repay him twice as much, "If you dare to hit me, why don't I dare to hit you!"
Mrs. Luo was furious. In a fit of anger, she strode forward and wanted to swing at Mianmian again.
Mianmian has the ability to defend herself. If she takes a few steps back, she can avoid her slap.
When she was about to wave another palm, someone at the door of Zhou's mansion yelled loudly: "How brave!"
Mrs. Luo was startled.
She stopped and looked up at the door.
It's the Third Prince.
Just now when Mianmian was arguing with Mrs. Luo, Aunt Zhou went to call him out.
The third prince, Mrs. Luo, had met him in the capital in the past. Although it was only a casual encounter, it was not difficult to recognize him.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
She was shocked, her tongue seemed to be stuck on something, she wanted to speak but couldn't move it.
The third prince strode forward, guarding Mianmian behind him and said: "You are so brave, even Her Royal Highness the Princess dares to do it!"
Aunt Zhou strode up to them and said immediately, "Mrs. Luo, hit the princess, but you want to kill the nine tribes!"
If kidnapping the prince's daughter would lead to exile, then attacking the princess would definitely be a death penalty.
Mrs. Luo stood there, her legs instantly softened and she almost fell to the ground.
"Kill...Kill the nine tribes?"
Mianmian took her words and said: "That's right, Mrs. Luo, you are so audacious that you dare to rob a common girl in broad daylight and slap the princess. It is a capital crime!"
Mrs. Luo trembled with trembling lips and said: "You are a princess? Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"
Mrs. Li on the side whispered: "Madam, I told you on the way here that this little girl's identity is not simple. We don't want to provoke them. It's you who insists on coming. It's because you can't swallow this breath. Why? Come and make a scene!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Luo could no longer remain calm. She knelt down towards Mianmian and said, "Your Highness, it was me who was wrong. I was so bold. Please spare my life."
Mianmian originally just wanted to teach the Luo family a small lesson this time, but they came to her alone.
She thought about it and prepared to hand them over directly to the prefect and let them act in accordance with the regulations.
Mianmian was about to speak.
Qing'er, who walked to the door of the mansion, interrupted: "Just leave it to me."
He looked coldly at Mrs. Luo on the ground, with an expression that Mianmian had never seen before.
It seemed that in the next second, he could chop off Mrs. Luo's head with a knife.
Mianmian was about to refuse when Qing'er took her hand and turned around and hurried into the house, "Did she hit you just now?"
Mianmian shook her head.
Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief, gritted her teeth, turned around, held her hand tightly, and said sincerely: "Mianmian, will you come with me to Beidi?"
