Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

  The woman is wearing a pink dress, and looks like a lady from a rich family.

   And Hu Xiaoli's cake, after flying out, directly soiled the woman's clothes.

  Huang Qianqian looked down at the corner of her skirt that was splattered with oil, and then looked at the culprit who stained her clothes.

   This dress was newly made by her, and it was a fine satin that she bought from Suzhou. Even in Kyoto, few housekeepers can afford to wear them.

   She was going to dress up for a banquet in the General's Mansion in a few days. No matter the fabric style of this dress, it will definitely be amazing when it comes out.

   At this moment, it was actually soiled by someone!

  Huang Qianqian walked towards Hu Xiaoli angrily.

   stretched out his hand, ready to slap Hu Xiaoli's face in greeting.

   This little girl looks rustic, and her clothes are worse than the girls in her house.

  Huang Qianqian's hand hadn't reached Hu Xiaoli's face, but was cut off by Han Yingxue in midair.

   "Want to hit someone?" Han Yingxue snorted coldly.

   "What's wrong with my beating?" Huang Qianqian asked a little wildly.

   He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he got angry and his face was very hideous.

  Han Yingxue stared at Huang Qianqian's face, it was a little familiar, but it looked a bit similar to Huang Qingqing.

   "It is naturally wrong to hit someone!"

   "Look, she stained my clothes, I'm going to hit her! Hurry up and let go of my hand, it hurts to death."

   "Let go? Let go of you and let you continue to beat people?" Han Yingxue asked back.

When    met Han Yingxue's cold eyes, Huang Qianqian was a little scared.

   Obviously she is a little girl who looks younger than her, what is she afraid of?

   "You, let me go, or I won't let you go!" Huang Qianqian shouted.

   said, Huang Qianqian's other hand greeted Han Yingxue. Since she stopped her, she wouldn't even let Han Yingxue go.

   Seeing that Huang Qianqian was about to slap himself, Han Yingxue suddenly became angry. Nima, is she Han Yingxue so easy to bully?

   "Pa~", it wasn't that Han Yingxue was slapped, but Huang Qianqian was slapped.

   "You~" Huang Qianqian stared at Han Yingxue angrily. This girl, dare to beat her!

   She is a rich lady, and she is very spoiled on weekdays. She has contacts with many young ladies from official families in Kyoto, and her father knows many high-ranking officials.

   Even for this banquet at the General's Mansion, she got a quota. These dead girls, who dared to do something to her!

  She Huang Qianqian will not let them go!

   "Miss, Miss!" Huang Qianqian's close girl Huan'er hurried over, pointing at Han Yingxue and scolding. "You actually beat my lady, our master will never let you go!"

   "Huan'er, save me, save me!" Huang Qianqian greeted Huan'er.

   "Miss, I, I'm here to save you!" Huan'er said, North Korea Yingxue rushed over and was kicked to the ground by Han Yingxue.

   "Oh hey~" Huan'er groaned in pain, falling to the ground and couldn't get up.

  Huang Qianqian couldn't break free from Han Yingxue's hand. She didn't know why Han Yingxue was so strong.

   "You, let me go, let me go, someone, help!" Huang Qianqian shouted.

   After a while, more and more people gathered around Han Yingxue.

  Han Yingxue frowned.

  Hu Xiaoli tugged at Han Yingxue's sleeve, "Xue'er, let's let her go!"