Ye Qianning flicked her fingers again.
Sang Zhen exclaimed that she had fallen. When she fell, she subconsciously grabbed Sang Shu beside her.
"ah……"
Sang Shu screamed, and the two of them fell to the ground, one after the other.
"Hahahahaha." Nan Xiang laughed even louder.
Ye Qianning's lips curled up, she had no intention of humiliating her father, so she ran over with her legs and sat down on Sang Shu's back before she could get up.
The little foot stepped on the back of Sang Zhen's hand without hesitation, exerting a slight force, followed by screams.
"Ah...my hand, my hand is going to be broken..." Sang Zhen couldn't pull it out even if she wanted to, nor could she push it away.
Sang Shu was even worse. Suddenly, the weight on her back almost took her breath away. She took a few breaths and said, "Ahem, cough, cough... Ye Qianning, get out of here, princess."
Ye Qianning grabbed her hair with her small hands and pulled hard: "If you bully me, if I don't teach you a lesson today, I will pronounce your name backwards."
"Ah..." Sang Shu covered her head with her hands and leaned back, feeling that her hair had been pulled out.
"Let go of your feet, my hand, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot… Someone, my hand." Sang Zhen knelt down at Ye Qianning's feet, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get it out.
There was burning pain, and her hand felt like it was going to be useless.
Nan Xiang's smile froze, her eyes filled with surprise. It was amazing. It turned out that fat people had this advantage in fighting. If she wanted to eat fat, she would definitely eat fat when she went back.
"Come on, help me... pull this little bitch away quickly... Mother, concubine, father..." Sang Shu cried, but she couldn't get away at all.
The palace maids were almost frightened to death, and they just recovered from the crying, and they all went up to pull Ye Qianning.
Ye Qianning grabbed Sang Shu's hair with strong hands.
"Ah...it hurts..."
"my hand……"
The palace maid pulled her body up, but she didn't let go of her hand. Sang Shu screamed in pain, and Sang Zhen didn't get any better. Ye Qianning's little feet relaxed and then stepped down hard.
Ye Qianning tried her best to make them suffer as much as death without removing the bones, and they would not be able to find any injuries at that time.
"Let go, you are not allowed to touch Fatty, let her go." Nan Xiang saw the palace maids surrounding her and rushed towards her to pull her.
For a time, there were cries and cries beside the rockery, attracting many people.
"What are you doing, stop it." came a voice.
The palace maids turned their heads and were stunned. Seeing those gray eyes staring at them, their hearts skipped a beat.
Ye Qianning knew it was Sang Zhi from the sound, but she didn't raise her head or let go.
"Brother Eight, they bullied me and Fat Tuan, Brother Eight and the others also beat Fat Tuan." Nan Xiang turned around and saw the person coming, and shouted as if he saw a savior.
"Let go... wu wu wu, little bitch, wu wu..."
"Mother, help me, my hand..."
Sang Shu and Sang Zhen burst into tears.
Sang Zhi held his little hands behind his back and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene: "Stop it."
The palace maid was stunned.
"Pull away, wuwuwuwu... you are all useless..." Sang Shu's scalp became tight and her face was in a face lift.
Just as the palace maid's hands were about to loosen, Sang Shu wailed, and they tightened their hands again and began to pull.
Ye Qianning felt that it was almost done. When the palace maid used force, she used her small hands and moved her feet slightly, followed by two shouts...
A bunch of Sang Shu's hair was pulled out, and the palace maid holding Ye Qianning was shaken instantly, and she was thrown backwards with her.
"Fat group." Nan Xiang exclaimed.
(End of chapter)
