Ning Chudie looked at Huang Changrui's back and was puzzled.

"When he spoke yesterday, he was full of confidence, but not like he is now."

The old Jiangtou said, "Where does he dare to make a fuss about the princess' shop?"

Gu Nuo'er has never been a bully.

I am afraid that Huang Changrui also knew this.

So dare to point out mistakes.

After all, there was really something wrong with the pastries in the store yesterday.

But now that the matter is over, Gu Nuo'er doesn't want to care about it.

She waved her little hand: "Okay, let's not talk about it, pack up and get ready to open!"

On Huang Changrui's side, he limped to the street corner.

Where his left arm was injured, there were traces of blood.

Painful, he gasped in pain.

"Master Marquis, I have already confessed to Her Royal Highness as you said. Are you satisfied now?" Huang Changrui said through gritted teeth.

Ye Siming stood in front of him with arms folded, like a scrutinizing adult.

"Shang Ke." He left two words coldly, and turned to leave.

He also stopped looking at Huang Changrui.

After Ye Siming left, Huang Changrui couldn't bear the pain any longer, and scolded Ye Siming in a low voice in pain.

Yesterday, this Yong Yehou was crazy, beat him hard, and even wanted to break his left arm!

Later, many servants rushed out of the Huang residence, trying to stop him.

As a result, Yongye Hou saw one fight and one fight.

Who stops and beats who.

Many family members of the Yellow House were hanging on to their laurels, and no one dared to step forward.

Someone went to report to the official, and the official did not dare to come when they heard that Yongye Hou was making trouble!

He is now the celebrity in front of the emperor and the first-class guard beside the princess.

Who dares to provoke! ?

Huang Changrui changed from struggling and cursing to crying and begging for mercy.

He kneeled in front of Ye Siming without image, hugged his trouser legs, snot and tears.

"Master Hou, I know I'm wrong, and I don't dare to take revenge on you any more! You cut off my cousin's four fingers, and I'll just pretend it never happened! Stop beating, okay?"

Who knows, Ye Siming took the sword back into the sheath.

He said coldly, "Go and apologize to the princess. I'll go early tomorrow morning. If she doesn't laugh, I'll come to you."

Huang Changrui was taken aback.

To this end, can worry all night!

He took three times the compensation from the princess, how could the princess smile when she saw him!

Therefore, Huang Changrui thought of making a fool of himself.

Rolling his head on the ground in public, he really won the princess a smile.

After Ye Siming left, Huang Changrui looked at his back and gritted his teeth in hatred.

The little servant next to him couldn't help but say, "Eldest young master, should we just let him go?"

"Let's go? He humiliated our Huang family like this, I can't easily swallow this breath! Yongye Hou, wait and see."

The range of his words involved the bruises on the corners of his mouth, and the pain was another ouch.

Afterwards, being supported by the family, he limped to see Lang Zhong.

In the next few days, Taishi let Lord Huang know that Yongye Hou has hurt his eldest son and nephew!

Outrageous!

However, after understanding the situation clearly, he dared not make a sound.

It is because, even if he seeks justice from the emperor, there will be no result.

Maybe the emperor will punish him!

Who let this matter have something to do with Gu Yihan's palm baby!

Mrs. Huang couldn't hold back her tears when she thought that her son was almost taken off his arm.

"Master, is there no way to rectify this Yongye Hou?"

Lord Huang's face was gloomy, and his expression was tight.

"Not necessarily, a hairy boy who has just entered the officialdom. He doesn't know much. He doesn't know. This officialdom offends people. Maybe one day, he doesn't know how to die."