Exile at the beginning, I relied on space to win

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Chapter 271: Falling out

Seeing the princess being so angry, Feng Liu and Feng Qi both wilted. They were worried that she would make trouble when she found out about this matter, but they were really afraid of what would happen.

Seeing the stupid woman fuming with anger, Han Muchen formed a sharp contrast with her. He lazily raised his eyelids and continued drinking tea with the teacup in his hand.

Seeing the man's arrogant attitude, Qin Chuchu became even more angry. She grabbed his teacup and threw it to the ground.

Even though I was so angry, this man was still in the mood to drink tea, but he threw me away. Let's see if he would drink tea again.

"How dare you!!"

Han Muchen grabbed the neck of Qin Chuchu's hand holding the teacup, gritted his molars and stared at her.

She was so spoiled that she dared to be so unreasonable to her. Maybe it was because of the anger in his heart that he used a little more force on her hands.

"..." Qin Chuchu frowned and felt that his hands and neck were about to break, and he began to struggle.

"I can drop my teacup if I like!"

She was also anxious. This teacup belongs to her. She can drop it if she wants. Does he care?

Seeing the princess fighting with her master like a furious lion, Feng Liu and the others hurriedly came to break up the fight.

"Prince, please be gentle, the princess can't bear your pinching like this."

Feng Qi looked worried, pointing at the man and squeezing Qin Chuchu's hand.

The master's hands were like iron pliers. He was really afraid that he might not grasp the strength well and pinch the princess's hand and neck.

Feng Wu also frowned, the master was really anxious.

"Yes, my lord, please calm down!"

Feng Liu was also advising from the side, looking at the chill radiating from his master's body. This was only seen on the battlefield. He was really angry.

Qin Chuchu didn't care about that. This time he was really anxious. If one hand couldn't do it, he used both hands to tear it apart.

But no matter how hard she struggled, she still couldn't break away from the man's iron claws, and even after muttering for a long time, she still couldn't take advantage.

Seeing the stupid woman panting from exhaustion, Han Muchen let go of her wrist, and with a little fire, he pushed her slightly.

He thought it was slight, but for Qin Chuchu, it was not light. His whole body staggered back and he almost sat on the ground.

Looking at his red and swollen hands and neck, and then at the coldness radiating from the man Zhou Shen, Qin Chuchu subconsciously stepped back.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid, but she was also angry inside. If she didn't let it out, she felt like she would explode with anger.

Coupled with the grievance in my heart, I opened my mouth and started howling.

"Ahhhh~~~~~"

Big tears flowed down. When he looked at the wooden man beside him, he walked over angrily.

Regardless of whether his hands were bald or not, he opened his bow from left to right and hit the wooden man.

Although their hands felt burning and painful, they had no intention of stopping, and the corners of Feng Liu's mouths twitched fiercely.

Last time, the princess's hand was only struck once, and there were several wounds. This time, when she opened the bow from left to right, both hands were still scratched.

Even Han Muchen's chest kept rising and falling with anger as he looked at her. This stupid woman was really stupid. It seemed that the wound she suffered last time didn't make her remember.

Such a beating would have left her both hands disabled. I wanted to go up and stop her, but I just thought about it in my heart. She was still sitting down.

If she doesn't even feel sorry for herself, then why should she feel sorry for herself?

Although he thought so in his heart, his expression became increasingly uglier, and he threw the teacup aside, losing all intention of drinking tea.

Qin Chuchu continued to fight for a long time. Not only did the anger in his heart not dissipate, but his hands felt burning pain.

Looking at the wooden man in front of me without even shaking, I felt even more angry.

Even a wooden person is against her. She can't defeat the living King of Hell, and she can't defeat this wooden person.

The more he looked at the wooden man, the angrier he became, so he took a deep breath, flew up, and kicked the wooden man in the direction.

This kick almost used all her strength, and with a click, the wooden man was kicked to pieces.

Seeing the wooden man being kicked away by the princess, the round head flew towards this side.

Feng Wu and Feng Liu hurriedly dodged to the side and successfully escaped, but Feng Qi was not so lucky.

Feng Qi looked at the master in front of him and was about to say a few words of comfort, but before he could say these words, he heard a voice behind him.

Before I could even turn around to see what was going on, I felt a sting on the back of my neck.

I couldn't even speak. I rolled my eyelids and fainted.

"Feng Qi!" Feng Wu was shocked.

He quickly stretched out his hand to check his breathing and saw that he was still alive. He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took out the silver needle from his arms and started to rescue.

"..." Han Muchen's molar teeth grinded loudly.

His eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger, staring at Qin Chuchu.

I am really too tolerant, so that I let this stupid woman be so arrogant and dare to be so lawless in front of me.

"Yeah!" Qin Chuchu looked unconcerned.

She glared at the man fiercely, ran into the bedroom angrily, lay down on the bed, grinned and howled.

"Ahhhhhh~~~"

I feel so wronged! The Dikengyuan was designed by me with great effort, and I thought I could build it according to my wishes.

It never occurred to me that there was nothing I could like. The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt, and the more I felt aggrieved, the harder I cried.

From afar, I heard the princess howling at the top of her lungs, and Aunt Liu trotted in.

"Oops! What's going on!"

As soon as she came in, she saw Feng Qi lying on the imperial concubine's bed, her head was covered with silver needles, and she looked anxious.

I heard the princess crying outside, but I didn't expect to see Feng Qi like this when I came in.

Looking up at the prince's gloomy face, her brows furrowed even more tightly, not knowing what happened.

After about a quarter of an hour, Feng Qi, whose head was full of silver needles, faintly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyelids, he saw his master and the others looking at him with worried expressions.

I was a little confused for a moment, and it took me a long time to speak.

"Who did this!"

What the hell, he was attacked at home.

He was also careless. He originally wanted to persuade his master not to make him angry, so he didn't be so vigilant.

Who would have thought that someone would attack him at home.

If he knows who did it, he must look good.

Seeing how energetic this guy is, everyone feels relieved.

Unexpectedly, the force of the princess's kick was so strong that it even broke the wooden man.

Fortunately they hid quickly, otherwise they would have suffered.

Seeing that Feng Qi was fine, Han Muchen glanced in the direction of the bedroom with dissatisfaction.

Just now, the stupid woman beat the wooden man recklessly, and her hands must have become bald.

Seeing the master looking in the direction of the bedroom with a worried expression, Feng Liu looked at Aunt Liu with discernment,

"Aunt Liu, the princess's hand should be broken. You'd better go in and help bandage it! "