Chapter 83
What he was waiting for was King Rong's words.Nie Zhaoyang immediately frowned slightly, lowered his eyes with a sense of difficulty, and replied softly, "Zhaoyang knows, and will pay attention to it in the future."

"Zhaoyang, don't be afraid, Daddy doesn't mean to get angry at you, Daddy just doesn't worry that there are only two little girls who have never seen the world left in the yard." Looking at Nie Zhaoyang's expression, King Rong softened his face even more. A few minutes later, he reached out and pulled Nie Zhaoyang from behind.

Aunt Yue secretly sighed in her heart, put down the silk handkerchief in her hand, signaled the little girl holding the water basin to step back, and at the same time gave Sister Lan a wink.Although she had already seen that Nie Zhaoyang was deliberately acting for King Rong, but she was her own daughter after all, so she had to cooperate to some extent.

Nanny Lan immediately understood, and poured a cup of wolfberry and chrysanthemum tea at a suitable temperature, and brought it in front of King Rong, "My lord just came back, he must be thirsty, let's drink some tea to cool off the summer heat."
Seeing that Nie Zhaoyang was standing in front of him but just lowered his eyes and did not answer himself, and Lan Nanny brought tea again, obviously trying to divert his attention, King Rong frowned, "Put it down first."

Sister Lan's hands holding the tea cup trembled slightly, she nodded and put the tea cup aside.

King Rong raised his eyes to look at Aunt Yue who was beside him silently, and then looked at Nie Zhaoyang who was also silent in front of him. Sudden thought of something suddenly stopped the sound, then took a light breath, slowly loosened the frown, relaxed the brows and eyes, and tried to raise a smile, then looked at Nie Zhaoyang again, and asked softly, "Zhaoyang, tell daddy, what did you let those slaves go down for?"

"Father." Nie Zhaoyang raised his face, let out a murmur, and then pinched the complicated rose pattern on the sleeve and said softly, "Zhaoyang has never seen a person beaten into such a bloody appearance, it's simply intentional. The posture of human life. Zhaoyang felt sorry for the girl who was beaten for a while, so he sent someone to the hospital for treatment. Who knew that when he returned to the house, he was let go, but people blocked him. Zhaoyang was afraid that the girl would be beaten again, and he was also afraid There will be other troubles, so I asked all the maids and mothers in the courtyard to rush over, thinking that if there are more people, people will not be bullied."

Anyway, King Rong would not call Aunt Jin to confront her, so even though Nie Zhaoyang boldly compiled lyrics, half-truths and half-false words were the least likely to be suspicious.

Seeing that Nie Zhaoyang's fresh expression when he went out to greet him just now turned into a look of fear in his eyes, King Rong squeezed his fist, and he already had some guesses in his heart, but he still suppressed his anger and let it go The voice continued to ask, "Which yard did the beaten girl come from?"

"Yes..." Nie Zhaoyang bit his lip and squinted at Aunt Yue, but didn't answer.

"Don't worry about your mother! She has always been soft-tempered. Now daddy asks you and just answers. Your mother dare not do anything to you." Seeing Nie Zhaoyang's timid appearance, King Rong took a breath, feeling angry more vigorous.

Nie Zhaoyang pursed his lips again, and then said timidly and softly, "Yes, it's the girl from Taxuejuli, her name is Baozhu. Zhaoyang is naughty, and when she made sister Ziqiong angry, that girl once helped Zhao Yang said a few good words, so Zhaoyang really can't see that girl being beaten like this."

He had already spoken clearly, but he still avoided mentioning Aunt Jin's name. Nie Zhaoyang pinched the corners of his sleeves and his slightly pale face looked pitiful after all the grievances.

(End of this chapter)

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