Roar when you see an injustice on the road

"A few princes in the palace are always having fun like this. Let's go and stop looking. If we lose the prince's elegance, we will be in trouble." Cui'er withdrew her gaze and pulled her forward.

Playful?

This is obviously bullying.

"Say it quickly." Sang Rui smiled proudly.

The attendants surrounding the boy began to push him.

"If you can't tell me, then you can get under me and hold him down." Sangrui opened his thighs.

The little entourage only dared to push and push him, but he didn't dare to take action. No matter how bad things were, he was still a prince.

"What? If you don't listen to this prince, I will chop off your heads." Sang Rui was angry.

The followers were frightened when they heard this, and they all raised their hands to hold the boy down.

"Then tell me, is this flower pink or red?"

The childish voice sounded, and a blur appeared in front of Sangrui's eyes. He was so shaken that he stepped back and almost sat down on the ground.

Everyone in the garden was stunned and turned to look at the visitor.

Ye Qianning stood still, holding the iris with her little hand, shaking it towards San Rui and asking again: "Do you think this is red or pink?"

Hearing the sound again, Sang Rui reacted. He turned around and saw that the flowers on his hand were gone, and then stared at her fiercely: "Who are you."

"My surname is Lu, but my first name is unfair."

"My prince doesn't care what your surname is. Fatty dares to interfere in my prince's business. I'm so impatient." Sang Rui took a few steps forward and kicked Ye Qianning.

Sang Rui kicked the side of Ye Qianning's chubby body, and he rushed forward with inertia. He choked a few times but still fell to the ground.

"master."

The attendants exclaimed and hurried to help people.

Sang Rui took a mouthful of mud and was helped up to spit out a few mouthfuls. He was completely annoyed: "Catch her, this prince is going to beat her up..."

"Purple."

A clear and elegant voice interrupted Sang Rui's words.

Sang Rui went from angry to surprised. He looked at Sang Zhi in disbelief and said in a shocked tone: "You...what did you say?"

Sang Zhi's eyes fell on the iris in Ye Qianning's hand.

Only then did Ye Qianning see the boy's appearance clearly. Even though she had seen all kinds of beautiful men before, she was still shocked. The boy was so beautiful.

She thought that the little princess Nanxiang was already very beautiful, but she didn't expect that compared with the boy in front of her, Nanxiang was just cute.

The boy has thick eyebrows and big eyes, eyes like stars, skin like gelatin, and aura like orchid. No wonder he feels that his back is very thin. If he grows up a little, he will probably be a delicate little Daiyu.

"Purple." Sang Zhi spoke again.

The crisp voice is still childish.

"You...you..." Sang Rui pointed at him with trembling fingers, stumbling.

"Seventh brother, am I right?" Sang Zhi asked.

Sang Rui was angry and shocked. How could his eyes be healed?

"You...you wait for me!"

Sangrui was so frightened that he left these words and ran away in despair.

"A pair of eyes can scare people like this, how cowardly!" Ye Qianning snorted and turned to look at Sang Zhi. She also felt strange in her heart. Didn't it mean that he couldn't distinguish colors?

Sang Zhi looked at Ye Qianning.

Ye Qianning looked at him doubtfully, looking at each other with one pair of eyes that were suspicious and stunning, and one pair of eyes that were as indifferent as a young man.

"Hey, here it is for you." Ye Qianning raised her hand and handed the flowers to him.

Sang Zhi's delicate little face was extremely serious, and he was stunned for a moment with his little hands behind his back.

Seeing that he didn't pick it up, Ye Qianning sent the flowers forward again.

"Thanks."

After hesitating for a while, Sang Zhi stretched out his hand to take the flower.