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Everyone present was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud and pointed at her, "Have you been beaten silly? If you are an imperial concubine, I am the Empress! "

"I think she's just been beaten silly, idiots can't sell for a good price, why not send her to Old Ma as a wife?"

Everyone laughed even more. The old man was a groom from the King's Manor, a veteran who had lost his leg on the battlefield. The Prince pitied him and told him to stay at the mansion to feed the horses.

"If you don't believe me, you can go and call the Head Steward over. He recognizes me."

The cook snorted at her, "Even if you wanted to see Head Steward, he wouldn't pity you. God damn you, you little thief, just wait till the end, I'll sell you to a brothel to recuperate for a few years, maybe I'll even have a chance to see you."

Someone laughed: "Even so, we won't be able to see Head Steward. Head Steward doesn't go to the brothels, it's better to give old Ma's head. If he stays in the mansion, he might be able to meet Head Steward."

When she was a weed, Bai Qianfan looked at the little chicken not far away. It was still there, looking at her with a slightly sad and guilty expression, as if it had beaten her up.

Very quickly, he arrived. He looked at Bai Qianfan and said with a troubled tone, "Only eight or nine years old, and unable to do anything. He looks ordinary, but he would not be willing to be a servant, and would even need to pay extra rations to be sold to another house. This …."

The steward scolded him, "You shameless Yao San. How dare you turn your back on people from the Prince Chu Palace …"

The one called Yao San cried out, "Oh my god. You have to give me something that looks good. I'll count the money. Such a little girl …" He shook his head. "Even if it's someone from the Prince's Mansion, I'll tell you the truth …"

Just as the two of them were bargaining, the servant who had gone out to inquire about the matter came back and reported to the steward, "Master An, everywhere said that there was no such little girl and that no one could find her."

Master An was startled, he looked at Bai Qianfan again, "Where did you work?"

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Hao Pingguan stood at the Huailin Pavilion entrance and respectfully welcomed Morong Gan from his horse, "Your Highness has returned."

Morong Gan threw the reins to the servant and nodded. He walked in with large strides and asked: "What's the matter with the house today? There's a group of people gathered in the front yard, what are you doing? "

Hao Pingguan bowed and replied: "Someone was stealing chickens in the kitchen today, and was caught red-handed, and even found steamed buns. In the past few days, the kitchen always threw in steamed buns, and the servants reported their losses a few times, not much. This old servant did not inform the prince, saving the prince the trouble, and did not expect that today, the prince would catch this thief, and say that she was a little girl, and that the Prince Chu Palace did not allow servants with unclean hands and feet, so the old servant took the initiative, and got people to beat her up and sell her to someone."

Morong Gan's footsteps paused, "The little girl who stole the steamed bun?" Jia Tong had reported this to him before, so Bai Qianfan went to the kitchen to get a bun in the morning.

"Where is this little girl working?"

"This …" Hao Pingguan was a little nervous. When people came to report, he did not ask for details, as it was just a small matter.

Morong Gan's tone darkened, "You didn't go over to take a look, but instead sent people to sell it?"

Hao Pingguan kneeled on the ground in fear: "This old servant deserves to die, this old servant will go take a look now."

The attendant on the second door ran over, panting, and knocked Qian'er who was standing far away. "Greetings, Your Highness."

Seeing his flustered look, Morong Gan asked: "What's the matter?"

The servant very rarely spoke to the Prince Chu directly, and was so frightened that his head dropped. "Reporting to Your Highness, we can't find the source of the chicken thief we caught earlier. She said it himself, said …" He didn't dare to say the word 'wangfei' for fear that the prince would be angry.

"What are you hesitating for?" Morong Gan walked towards him and shouted, "Speak!"

The servant was shocked by his words and blurted out, "A chicken thief said that she was an imperial concubine."

Hao Pingguan gasped, just as he raised his head, his heart was kicked by Morong Gan. He fell to the ground, his body trembling like a sieve.

Morong Gan shouted: "Prepare the horses!"

The servant that was leading the horse had not gone far, he immediately brought the horse back. Morong Gan jumped on the horse and rushed to the front yard as he hastily gave chase.

Hao Pingguan caressed his heart and waited for Morong Gan to walk far away before he cried out a few times. The servant quickly helped him up, "Head Steward, are you alright?"

"Good my ass!" Hao Pingguan slapped his face, "You didn't ask where you came from, how did you manage to call him over? They are all waiting to be punished. "

The servant felt bitter but could not say anything. What did this have to do with him? He was just a messenger who ran off to deliver a letter.

Because he could not figure out where Bai Qianfan had come from, the matter of the sale came to a temporary halt, waiting for the Head Steward's reply, many people gathered at the side watching the commotion, pointing at Bai Qianfan.

Bai Qianfan sat in the middle of the whirlpool, hugging her knees. Her hair was in a mess, and there were a few holes on her clothes, revealing her middle clothes. She looked very miserable, but as if she was fine, she looked at the ground with a serene expression.

Seeing her like this, Morong Gan felt his heart clench. He couldn't tell what he felt, he couldn't do anything to bully the weak, and he couldn't watch. Dismounting from the horse, the people immediately scattered to the sides, retreating far away. The fact that the prince himself had arrived was a bit unusual.

Bai Qianfan lifted her pitch-black eyes. The moment she saw him, she actually smiled, pushed herself up and squatted a little bit. " The Prince is here. "

There were bloodstains on her face and dust on it, making her look unkempt, but she still did as she was told.

Morong Gan swept his eyes across the crowd, "Who did it?"

When they heard this, it was clear that they were looking for trouble. Everyone trembled in fear. Those who were timid immediately kneeled down, but no one dared to admit it.

"Who's in charge?"

"Your Highness, this servant is the manager here."

Morong Gan hooked his fingers at him, "Come over."

An Du trembled as she walked over. Morong Gan kicked him to the ground, "Speak, who touched you?"

The Prince Chu was powerful and this kick had a lot of weight behind it. For a long time, Andrew was unable to say anything, he could only use his hand to call out the chef who had participated in the beating.

All of the kitchen workers kneeled on the ground, trembling as they cried, "Prince, please spare us! Prince, please spare us! She was the one who stole the chicken before the servants …"

Hearing that, Morong Gan became even angrier, one of the people stepped forward and kicked him, "What is not the princess' property, does she need to steal it?"

When the kitchen staff heard this, they panicked. So it really was the wangfei! They beat up the wangfei and thought back to when they had used all their might to pinch her, twist her, and pull her hair.

"All of you, drag this out. Rewards, thirty big boards." The steward will reward you with twenty large whips. "

Ning Jiu looked at Bai Qianfan, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Your Highness, please allow this subordinate to carry out the punishment."

The kitchen attendants took in a breath of cold air, two of them immediately passed out. The others were not too bad, Ning Jiu was a Phantom Wormwood of the Duke Palace, because he did not care about face when enforcing the law, and one whip was enough to bring him down to the ground.