When Feng Liyan saw Wen Xiaoai's red and swollen face, he frowned and changed his face at that time. ◢ With * dream * small ◢ say щЩш.

"What's wrong with your face? Who hit it?! ”

It was as if he had suddenly changed into a person, from a humble son just now, to a vicious and vicious man with murderous eyes.

Wen Xiaoai, who was aggrieved in her heart, was cared for and comforted, and her emotions exploded all of a sudden.

"Woo......"

She whimpered, but immediately flattened her mouth and forced herself not to continue crying.

"The Wind Blows ......"

Wen Xiaoai choked up and couldn't speak, her two little hands grabbed the hem of her clothes, and her tears kept falling.

"Who hit it? Patriarch? ”

Feng Liyan frowned and asked, wanting to touch her red and swollen face, but for fear of hurting her, his trembling hand stopped beside her face, and finally slowly clenched into a fist.

His eyes were full of anger and distress, as well as self-blame.

If he had come back earlier, he would never have let the little princess suffer such a slap.

Ye Qi can't be disobedient to the patriarch, he is different.

“…… She's not my patriarch's grandmother, and the patriarch's grandmother isn't like this. Wen Xiaoai was extremely aggrieved, thinking of the patriarch's words just now, that unreasonable look, she felt uncomfortable.

"The patriarch is really, if there is anything that can't be said well, what kind of hands can be moved." The wind is not light.

Stretch out your hand to pull Wen Xiaoai up.

"Get up first."

Wen Xiaoai withdrew her hand and continued to kneel: "I don't get up, I'm not wrong." ”

"Obedient, it's cold on the ground, and my knees hurt for a while." Feng Liyan reached out to pull her again.

Wen Xiaoai still pushed him away, and said angrily: "I can't say it, I'm just not wrong." ”

If she gets up, won't she admit that she was wrong?!

She doesn't get up, she doesn't get up even if she kneels here.

"I'll take you to the patriarch to make it clear, it's not a way for you to kneel here."

“……”

"Xiao Ai." Feng Liyan's tone became heavy, and he reached out to pull Wen Xiaoai again.

Wen Xiaoai dodged away, very stubborn.

Feng Liyan was helpless, so he had to take out the ointment and wanted to put it on Wen Xiaoai, but Wen Xiaoai refused in a tricky way.

"Wind Down, you leave me alone......"

"What do you mean to leave you alone? I don't care about you, who cares about you?! ”

Feng Li annihilated his good airway, and wiped his fingers with the ointment on Wen Xiaoai's face as he spoke, but Wen Xiaoai turned his head angrily.

"Don't make me angry, if I'm angry, I'll be much more fierce than the patriarch."

"Woo woo...... Wen Xiaoai whimpered aggrievedly.

Feng Liyan was defeated at that time.

"Oh, my good man, don't fight with me, my heart is going to break." Feng Liyan looked even more uncomfortable than Wen Xiaoai.

has been precious since childhood, and I am reluctant to yell at myself, so it's strange that I don't feel distressed to death at this time.

"You don't care about me, no one cares about me......" Wen Xiaoai lowered her head and tears flowed down her face.

Feng Liyan stood up angrily: "Wait, I'll go to the patriarch." ”

After saying that, his figure disappeared into the main hall.

As soon as he arrived at the patriarch's place, he heard movement in the quiet room.

"Patriarch, how are you?"

It was Ye Qi's anxious voice.

Feng Liyan was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and immediately walked towards the quiet room.

The moment I pushed the door, I heard the conversation between the two.

"Patriarch, I'll heal your wounds."

"Don't move the child, you're still injured, I'm out of the way." The patriarch interrupted weakly.

"Then I'll go find my father, and Liyan should be back soon."