The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 551 I don't like the ugly brother who frowns

What happened on the street was transmitted to Lord Long Live through Gu Qin's mouth intact.

……

Concentric Hall.

Long live the Lord threw the memorial heavily on the case, "What, the little princess was not only beaten in the street, but also fell and injured?"

Concubine Ning held Xiao Shisi in the Hall of Concentricity, and asked eagerly, "How is the little princess? Is the injury serious?"

Gu Qin nodded slightly to Concubine Ning: "Go back to Concubine Ning, the little princess hurt her knee, and there is no danger of her life."

Concubine Ning breathed a sigh of relief, Lord Long Live has not had such an easy time: "Who exactly is bullying the people outside the palace in the name of the little princess, let me investigate, and if found out, they will be severely punished!"

Gu Qin clasped his fists heavily and stepped back: "I obey the order!"

From day to night, the comatose beggar woke up in the medical hall.

Murong Ying carefully treated Chacha's knee injury, and stayed with Chacha in the clinic for a day.

Just before Xiao Sanfang left, he called Chacha's four schoolboys away.

Murong Ying's brows hadn't been smoothed all day, a finger stretched out and pressed against his brow.

Looking back, Chacha's smiling face came into his sight: "Brother, don't frown, I don't feel any pain anymore."

There was also a lot of blood... Murong Ying's eyebrows still couldn't melt, but he was even more depressed than the injured Chacha.

The degree of distress is the same as if one's own treasure is damaged and can never be restored.

Chacha turned Murong Ying's face to her side, and insisted on rubbing away his furrowed brows: "Brother won't be handsome if he frowns again. I don't like ugly brothers who frown a lot."

Murong Ying seized the opportunity and put Chacha's hand on his face, a warmth came from his palm: "Then brother doesn't frown, how about Chacha being my brother's concubine?"

Chacha blinked her eyes, and her confused little face was covered with a thin layer of blush: "But father hasn't agreed to my marriage yet..."

Murong Ying became even more emotional when he saw the drama: "As long as Chacha agrees to marry brother, everything will be fine, if not... If not, brother will marry!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Northern Xia Dynasty did not hesitate to marry in order to pursue his wife, and was willing to be a son-in-law in the Yanchi Dynasty. This paragraph can also be considered in the history books in the future.

Chacha was amused, she pulled her hand back arrogantly, pouted and said: "But I haven't promised to marry my brother yet, I will be a female general in the future, I have to do a lot of things, and I have to do more for more for the well-being of the people.”

"Chacha is a general, and that brother will follow Chacha to the battlefield. We are together every day, and it will definitely not affect our relationship."

Just as Chacha was about to speak, the lying beggar interrupted them.

"Uh..." The beggar on the hospital bed supported his forehead with his hands, and slowly opened his unconscious eyes.

Murong Ying was put aside.

"How are you doing?"

The beggar looked at his surroundings and asked in confusion, "Where am I?"

"This is the hospital. You passed out on the street, so I brought you here."

When the beggar heard this, he insisted on going down to the ground regardless of his physical condition: "No, I can't come here, I have to leave—"

Murong Ying went to call the doctor, and when he came back, he saw Chacha holding the beggar who insisted on leaving with both hands. He hurried over to separate them: "Do you know how to be grateful? The little princess sent you here for treatment with good intentions. It's fine if you don't appreciate it, do you know that the little princess is hurt because of you!"

(End of this chapter)