Chapter 802

Even through the door, the housekeeper stepped back. The young master's temper is so terrible that even the Marquis and his wife can't help it.

There was a footstep beside her. The housekeeper saw Xia Xi walking inside, scared out in a cold sweat, and came forward to stop her, "fight princess, danger..."

Want to say danger, and think of the people inside is young master, swallow down abruptly, "please fight princess, later, I invite uncle marquis to come."

"Go ahead."

With words, Xia Xi has already arrived at the door, and the servant girls waiting on both sides quickly lift up the curtain to let her in.

The doctor followed her.

The housekeeper clenched his teeth and went in with him.

Inside the room, the light was bright. Zhou Kun was lying on the bed, breathing heavily. He watched Xia Xi come in, with fierce light in his eyes. He picked up a pillow and smashed it, "who let you in, get out!"

Xia Xi easily catches the pillow, turns it in her hand, goes to the bed and calls the pillow on his face.

"Princess of war!"

Exclaimed the housekeeper, come forward.

"Stop!"

Xia Xi's voice is cold.

The housekeeper broke out in a cold sweat, but he didn't dare to step forward, "Princess Zhan, you..."

"Shut up

The housekeeper shut up immediately.

Zhou Kun struggles, two hands dance, to grasp Xia Xi's hand, ambiguous voice from under the pillow, "you bitch, you let me go!"

Xia Xi hands hard, Zhou Kun hands more powerful, two legs also follow the struggle, issued a whine sound.

The housekeeper's heart raised his throat, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Xia Xi presses the pillow and waits for Zhou Kun to stop struggling before taking it away.

Zhou Kun opened his mouth, gasped, and his face turned red.

"What's the taste of dying?"

Xia Xi grabbed the pillow and asked in a cold voice.

Zhou Kun didn't answer. His eyes were on fire. He held the sheet tightly in both hands. If his legs were good now, he would jump up and strangle the woman.

Xia Xi seemed to understand his mind, sneered, "with you? You can't even deal with my son. You want to deal with me? Dream in broad daylight

The blood color on Zhou Kun's face was more red, and he beat the bed fiercely, "get out! Get her out of here

Housekeeper footstep moved, Xia Xi a look past, housekeeper immediately stopped.

Xia Xi was invited by the Marquis uncle at the cost of 500000 taels of silver. If he is not obedient and loses his popularity, the Marquis uncle must strip his skin.

The housekeeper didn't move, and the others didn't dare to move. The room was quiet. All he heard was Zhou Kun's angry roar, "you dog slaves, do you hear me? Drive her out!"

No one answers, no one moves.

"OK, OK, I'm dead, right? You wait, wait!"

"Save it."

Xia Xi throws the pillow on the bed, and the leader lifts the thin quilt on him.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Kun's roar turned into a scream. In order to facilitate the doctors to see him, he didn't wear profanity pants. Xia Xi opened it, and his bare thighs showed.

"Shut up

Xia Xi is impatient of scold, a quilt cover on his face, bow, see his injury.

Zhou Kun hurriedly took away the quilt, felt Xia Xi's hand on his leg, immediately kicked in the past, "you, you don't want to face!"

Xia Xi quick reaction, seize his leg, press on the bed, frowning at him, "little boy, be honest."

Zhou Kun's blood color all went back to his face, "I'm not small, I'm thirteen."

"And then?"

"You, you can't look at my legs."

Xia Xi let go of him, arms ring chest, "I don't see your legs, how can I treat you?"

Zhou Kun shrunk his body, "I don't care, anyway you are not allowed to see."

Xia Xi was tired and told the housekeeper, "take the rope!"

"This..."

The housekeeper didn't dare move.

"His leg has been delayed for many days. If he is not treated, he will be lame in the future."

Xia Xi words fall, housekeeper Ma Liu go to get rope.

Pingbohou was waiting in the living room. Before the housekeeper led the people, he sent his servants out to ask. The housekeeper took him directly to Zhou Kun's yard.

Pingbohou now also don't care to put on airs, in a hurry, into the house, just see Xia Xi in bundle his son.

Angry!

"What are you doing? Let go

Said, strode past, "fight princess, you don't too..."

"Master..."

The housekeeper interrupts what he wants to say and explains for Xia Xi, "Princess Zhan is to cure the young master."

Zhou Kun struggled and yelled, "Dad, help me, help me, this cheap woman is going to kill me!"

Pop!

With a slap on his mouth, Zhou Kun was stunned, and so was pingbohou.

This little son, he is a pet to big, not willing to move his finger, Xia Xi actually hit his son in front of him?

Pingbo Hou was angry and rushed to the top of his head. His eyes were wide open. "How dare you beat my son?"

"So what? I'm Princess Zhan. He dares to insult me. Let alone slap him. Even if he's beaten to death, he'll have to bear it. "

"You..."

"What about me?"

Zou Kun also returned to his senses and yelled, "I won't let him cure me, Dad, you let her go, let him go!"

"Good."

Xia Xi let go, patted his hand, "if it is not for your father to ask me in front of me, I do not want to cure it, you lame with me what?"

The word "lame" extinguished the anger of Pingbo Hou.

He pulls down the face to beg Xia Xi, is not for own son hereafter not to fall down the disability? If Xia Xi left, his son would be destroyed in the latter half of his life.

Zhou Kun is still shouting, "if you are lame, you will be lame. If you are lame, I won't let you treat you."

"Shut up

Pingbo Hou scolded him, completely lost the anger just now, and made amends to Xia Xi, "don't blame me for fighting princess. This child is spoiled by me. I apologize for him."

Zhou Kun couldn't believe his eyes

Pingbo Hou stares at him, "dare to be disrespectful to the war Princess again, I can't spare you."

"In this case...", Xia Xi said, "you tie up people."

"How, how?"

"Tie him up and don't let him move."

Pingbohou understood, three five divide two bundle.

Zhou Kun

I can't believe it. I even forgot to struggle.

Xia Xi lowers her head and unties the bandage made by the imperial doctors. She covers her hand with the injured part of Zhou Kun and touches it bit by bit.

Zhou Kun wants to shout. He is covered by his uncle Hou. Zhou Kun stares at him.

Pingbo hou can't look at him. His eyes follow Xia Xi's hand, and his heart is high.

Touch a small piece of not obvious prominent bone, Xia Xi slightly forced, Zhou Kun painful bite in the hand of pingbohou.

Hiss, Pingbo's cold sweat came out.

"All right."

Xia Xi covers Zhou Kun with a thin quilt and reaches out her hand. The housekeeper quickly hands over the prepared handkerchief. Xia Xi takes it and cleans her hands. "There's some trouble."