Slender branches with wind, pumping down on a boy's body, the back of the hand is not spared, instant more blood.

From the wind of the falling branches, Zhao Wanxi can judge that a man's strength is absolutely great, but she also knows that she can't stand in the way at this time. As a father, a man has his own sense of dignity. When he teaches her children, she should keep calm.

Lin'er is too brave to be manipulated by others, but he is still a child and doesn't know anything about it.

The strength of the branch is not small. It must hurt when it falls on the body. Just look at the bloody hole on the back of lin'er's hand. Zhao Wanxi's eyes are full of pain!

Although she felt anxious and painful, Zhao Wanxi could only endure it. She squatted down and stared at a boy's side face, lowered her voice, and looked straight: "lin'er, admit a mistake to her father, and never make it again."

Lin'er pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of stubbornness: "I just don't want to be manipulated by the emperor's grandmother. What's wrong?"

Leng Jun's low voice came from the top of his head: "you don't want to follow the meaning of the emperor's grandmother, just take your sister to slip out of the palace, isn't it big enough?"

Pop!

It's another loud whiplash. Zhao Wanxi saw the branches fall with her own eyes. A boy frowned in pain, still stubbornly clenched her teeth. The man waved the branch's hand and raised it again

At this time, a petite figure suddenly came out from behind and rushed straight at a boy, trying to help his brother block it with his own body.

"Tong'er..."

Leng Jun's haughty and cool handsome face suddenly changes. It's too late for her to take back her big hand. After a few points, she still falls on tong'er's back.

"Tong'er, what are you doing..."

A boy's face also changed suddenly. He didn't expect that the timid little girl would rush out at the critical moment and help him get this whip.

"Dad, don't beat my brother. It's tong'er who says she wants to take me back to taishifu. It's really not my brother's fault."

The little girl hugged her brother tightly and refused to let go. Although her back was burning, she refused to let go.

Now lin'er frowned: "little girl, flash away. I'm the one who takes you out of the palace. If my father wants to punish me, he will punish me."

The little girl cried and refused to let go: "it's not my brother's fault, Dad, don't beat my brother..."

The scene of brother and sister loving each other makes Zhao Wanxi's eyes hot. It's because blood is thicker than water. Although the two children are young, they can understand responsibility and responsibility, which makes her very happy.

Even if it was hard hearted, Leng junao couldn't get off his hand. His thin lips pressed tightly, he threw the branches in his hand and waved his hand: "let's leave it for now. If you dare to do it again next time, you'll never forgive me!"

Zhao Wanxi gently touched a boy, suggesting that he quickly squeak, this matter is even turned over.

But don't want to, some kid to look on the eyes of Pro father, unknowingly came a sentence: "that we can live with Niang in taishifu?"

That's the point!

He would rather stay in the imperial palace to feed Xiao Huang than go into the palace to be manipulated.

Leng junao frowned slightly, glanced at the back of a boy's bleeding hand, and deliberately cleared his throat