939 Beating Up the Scumbag
Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
The golden eagle caught the coachman and pecked him.
The coachman cried out in pain. He could not be bothered to ask for the fare. He got up and sat in the carriage, as he lifted his whip!
Wuhu was two inches tall, but his aura was 2.8 meters!
Trying to escape?
âItâs time to beat up the scumbag!â
âLittle brother, charge!â
The golden eagle crashed into the coachmanâs crotchâŠ
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After Wuhu finished teaching the lecher a lesson, it flew in with its golden eagle subordinate and beat up the useless servant!
The servantâs face was swollen. He knelt down and opened the door for Princess Hui An. âMiss, please come in.â
Princess Hui An saw Su Xiaoxiao, who had just finished bathing, in Cheng Sangâs courtyard.
Su Xiaoxiaoâs long wet hair was let down. The disguise on her face had been removed, revealing her extremely beautiful face.
Princess Hui An was in a much more sorry state.
Su Xiaoxiao frowned. âWhat happened?â
She had known Princess Hui An for so long. Even when she was kidnapped by the White Lotus Society, she had never been in such a sorry state.
Princess Hui Anâs grievances surged into her heart. Her nose suddenly felt sour, and her voice choked. âLittle sidekickâŠâ
Su Xiaoxiao went forward to wipe her tears.
When she got closer, Su Xiaoxiao realized that her knees were scraped and her forehead was bruised. Even her fingers had been cut somewhere.
Mei Ji walked out and looked at Princess Hui An in surprise. She almost didnât dare to recognize her.
If she was a little bird demon, this princess in front of her was an out-and-out golden peacock.
However, at this moment, this golden peacockâs beautiful feathers seemed to have been plucked into a mess and were almost unbearable to look at.
Su Xiaoxiao said softly, âGo in first. Iâll change your clothes.â
Princess Hui An choked and shook her head. âHurry up and see Su Xuan. He fainted⊠Thereâs a lot of blood on his backâŠâ
Su Xiaoxiao stroked her temple. âAlright, Iâll go now. Donât worry.â
Su Xiaoxiao got someone to prepare a carriage and went to Elder Louâs residence with Princess Hui An.
There were long drag marks in the courtyard and cut clothes on the ground.
As Su Xuan lay unconscious, his breathing was chaotic, but he was cleaned up very well.
Su Xiaoxiao roughly understood how Princess Hui Anâs injuries came about.
This was probably the first time this spoiled princess had taken care of someone on her own. Even her mother and brother had never enjoyed such treatment.
âWhen did he come back?â Su Xiaoxiao asked.
Princess Hui An recalled. âAt⊠about 12 oâclock? He went to buy me rice cakes. I donât know who he met on the way, but he was like this when he came back.â
Su Xiaoxiao checked Su Xuanâs injuries.
His back was lacerated. It looked like a whip wound, but it was not an ordinary whip.
It was the mark of an iron whip.
Su Xiaoxiao asked Yin Xiaodie about the Saintess and learned that her hidden weapons were silver needles and iron whips and white silk.
Could it be that he was injured by the Saintess?
However, Su Xiaoxiao felt that something was wrong.
With the Saintessâs cultivation, how could a weak scholar survive this whip?
Su Xiaoxiao took Su Xuanâs pulse.
It didnât matter.
She realized that there was something indescribably strange about his pulse.
âItâs a pulse Iâve never seen beforeâŠâ
Seeing Su Xiaoxiao frown, Princess Hui An thought that he was seriously injured and reminded her, âAfter you deal with the injuries on his back, remember to check his lower body.â
âLower body?â Su Xiaoxiao asked.
âButt!â
It took a lot for Princess Hui An to say butt.
She coughed lightly and said, âI dragged him from the courtyard and up the steps. I donât know if he brokeâŠâ
Her knee was broken after only knocking twice on the steps.
Su Xuanâs butt⊠Has it also been broken?
Although it wasnât appropriate, Su Xiaoxiao couldnât help but laugh. âSo you mean the back.â
âDonât tell me you think Iâm referring toâŠâ Princess Hui Anâs gaze swept across an indescribable part of Su Xuan.â The front? â
She had admired the book on copulation with Su Xiaoxiao, Jingning, and Madam Tao the night before Su Xiaoxiaoâs wedding.
She knew a lot more.
At least, her knowledge was more than Su Liâs.
She snorted. âAm I that stupid? Would I have dragged him down to become Eunuch Su? As long as one works hard, you can grind an iron pestle into a needle!â
Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.
Princess Hui Ann should stop talking, there was an imageâŠ
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