Chapter 662 Bodhisattva's Heart

Nalan Feixue's sleeves were lifted, but only the snow-white and smooth skin could be seen, and there were no traces of whips.

Xianglan was sweating profusely, and her eyes were full of horror and disbelief, "No...impossible! I saw it with my own eyes, and you all saw it with your own eyes, right?"

At this time, Nalan Feixue was still in pain all over her body, holding Nalan Zhengze's clothes with tears all over her face, "Father, save me, I hurt so much, it hurts... It's all that bitch beating me. I, father, you have to call the shots for me!"

She cried miserably, but her face was ruddy, her spiritual energy fluctuated smoothly, and there was no scar on her body, which looked like a seriously injured patient.

Nalan Zhengze is a fourth-grade doctor, so could he misunderstand whether there is any injury on his body?

At this time, I felt that I had been fooled, and I suddenly became angry and threw away Nalan Feixue's hand: "Shut up, are you still addicted to fooling as a father?"

He said to the servants who pointed at Nalan Feixue, "What are you still doing? Why don't you take your young lady down, isn't it shameful enough to stay here?"

Those servants were full of panic and anxiety, and they dared to delay any longer, and quickly helped Nalan Feixue, who was still crying, back.

Mai Xiang glanced at the dull-looking Xianglan, and said flatly, "Miss, I think we should go back. Although the other courtyard is a bit shabby and shabby, at least no one will be angry with you."

"So many people in this manor don't like you. Even a maid can frame you casually. I don't think it's interesting for you to keep it."

Nalan Zhengze's face sank when he heard the words, his eyes swept to Xianglan, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Come here, drag this girl who framed the master down, smash my dantian, and kill me with a stick!"

Pandan trembled violently and raised her head in disbelief.

Facing the cold and cruel eyes of Nalan Zhengze, fear suddenly surged up like a tide.

"Master, Master, help! I don't dare anymore! I won't dare anymore, please spare my life, Master and Young Master!"

Xianglan desperately rushed to Nalan Ziyun to ask him for help.

Nalan Ziyun's face was also a little ugly, but she said helplessly: "You offended the third sister, it's useless to ask me. But I think the third sister's bodhisattva heart will definitely be forgiven and forgiven."

Xianglan immediately understood when she heard the words, and instead rushed towards Hexi, knelt in front of her and kept slapping herself, "Miss San, it's all slaves and ghosts who are fascinated by the mind, so they framed the third lady, I beg that there are a lot of adults in the third lady, Forgive me, woo woo... Third Miss, spare your life!"

Hexi looked at Nalan Ziyun with a half-smile but not a smile, and said slowly: "My brother is really a bodhisattva, and even a maid is willing to intercede for her. It's just that when my sister was wronged just now, why didn't you say something for her? ?"

Before Nalan Ziyun had time to say anything, Nalan Zhengze's expression became even more ugly, and he said coldly, "What are you still doing, don't you drag this bitch to me! Don't let Miss San look disgusted. !"

Soon, a servant from Nalan House rushed up and dragged the screaming, crying, and cursing Xianglan down.

Nalan Ziyun looked at the direction where Xianglan disappeared, her eyes darkened, and her resentment towards Hexi deepened.

Nalan Zhengze looked at Hexi, and his eyes at this time were already kind, "Hexi, since you have returned to Nalan mansion now, you will naturally be the third young lady of Nalan mansion in the future.