Chapter 506 The Prince Treats Me Differently

Aunt Wang raised her hand and slapped her on the back of the head, cursing, "You damned girl, you're kneeling and still not doing your job. I'll go back and make sure your mother breaks your legs."

"Who the hell do you think you are? You want to control me?"

The little girl covered the back of her head with her hands, her eyes looking particularly fierce.

Before she could say anything else, Aunt Wang raised her hand and slapped her again, cursing angrily, "You damned girl, I've watched you grow up since you were little, and I even know where all the moles on your body are.

Tell me, who am I?

You are such a wicked person who looks down on others with your nose in your mouth. Today, your parents are gone, so I will teach you a lesson on their behalf!"

Aunt Wang said, grabbing her ear with one hand, and said to Song Yanxi with an apologetic smile: "Princess, I'm so sorry.

This girl is used to being so rude at home, I'm sorry to make the princess laugh."

She raised her leg and kicked the little girl, threatening: "Ping girl, quickly apologize to the princess.

If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame your mother for being cruel. She will marry you off next month."

When Ping'er heard that she was going to get married, her expression suddenly changed. She said hurriedly, "I don't want to get married. If you dare to force me to get married, I will cut off my hair and go up to the mountains to become a nun."

Aunt Wang's face turned grim as she hurriedly called out, "Come quickly, help me hold this girl down and don't let her do anything stupid and hurt the princess."

Ping'er struggled and said, "You damn old woman, let me go quickly, I..."

The rest of the words were blocked by Aunt Wang with a handkerchief.

Someone familiar came over to help, complaining, "Why did Ping'er's mother let Ping'er out? Fortunately, His Royal Highness Prince Jin is not here at the moment."

Zhuzhi couldn't help but ask, "Are Miss Ping'er and His Royal Highness Prince Jin old acquaintances?"

Ping'er, whose mouth was blocked, nodded hurriedly when she heard this.

If you look closely, you can easily spot the shyness in her eyes.

This kind of expression on the face of a 28-year-old woman's meaning is obvious.

An aunt sighed and said, "Young lady, you are joking. They are not old acquaintances at all.

Don't listen to her nonsense. I guess His Royal Highness Prince Jin doesn't even know this girl's last name or where she lives."

"Ugh!" Ping'er's eyes were wide open, and she was struggling to raise her legs to kick Song Yanxi.

Zhuzhi quickly stood in front of her, slapped Ping'er's leg and said, "You are so unreasonable, little girl. My princess doesn't even know you.

You've been speaking viciously and resorting to violence. If you continue, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Aunt Wang hurriedly advised: "Don't be angry, young lady. There is something wrong here, Ping'er."

Seeing her pointing to her head, Zhuzhi said angrily, "Even if she has problems, she can't slander my daughter's reputation like this."

She straightened her back and said with great authority, "My daughter was personally appointed as a princess by His Majesty. According to the laws of our dynasty, openly slandering a princess is a serious crime punishable by beheading."

When these words were spoken, people around them couldn't help but sigh.

Some smart ones have taken the initiative to distance themselves from Ping'er, for fear that they will be implicated later.

"It's the prince, the prince is coming out!"

Someone suddenly shouted this, and everyone's eyes turned to the gate.

Seeing that familiar figure, Song Yanxi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was fine.

Everyone was busy looking at Mo Jinchuan and didn't notice that Ping'er broke free from her restraints and rushed out.

Aunt Wang was so anxious that she slapped her thigh and said, "Oh my God! Hurry, hurry over and stop her!"

Everyone rushed forward, and even in the crowded situation, they couldn't run faster than a little girl.

They just watched as Ping'er, relying on her slender figure, nimbly squeezed out of the crowd and headed straight for Mo Jinchuan.

Just as she was about to pounce, a long sword with a cold glow blocked his way.

An Yi's face was stern, "One more step forward and you will die!"

Hearing this, Ping'er's eyelids twitched.

But it's not fear, but excitement.

She looked forward to it day and night, and finally waited for the day when she could be close to His Royal Highness Prince Jin. She would be willing to die immediately.

Because she knew that if she died like this, the prince would remember her for the rest of his life.

Ping'er took a quick step forward with a smile on her face, and rammed her neck straight into the cold blade.

"An Yi!"

"An Yi!"

Two voices spoke in unison.

An Yi also put away his sword as quickly as possible, allowing Ping'er to hit his chest heavily without dodging or evading.

With such force, if he had been a step slower, he would have been covered in blood.

Ping'er pushed him away and walked towards Mo Jinchuan excitedly, but she was stopped again by An Yi after taking two steps.

She pulled out the silver hairpin from her head, put it against her neck, and screamed, "Get out of the way!"

The sharp point of the silver hairpin pierced into her skin, and beads of blood rushed out and slid down her neck.

Someone among the people shouted, "Get out of the way! This girl is capable of doing anything when she gets mad."

An Yi did not move at all when he heard this.

Listening to the people's urging, he said expressionlessly: "Don't get any closer, otherwise..."

Ping'er interrupted him excitedly and said excitedly: "Come, kill me!"

She pointed to her heart and said, "Stab here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another round of exclamations from all around.

Facing Aunt Wang's call, Ping'er turned a deaf ear and only looked at Mo Jinchuan with obsessed eyes, calling softly, "Prince."

She lowered her eyes, smiled shyly and asked, "Do you still remember me?"

Mo Jinchuan's thin lips moved slightly, "I don't remember."

Ping'er's smile froze, but she continued, "Six years ago in Tianshui Lane, you saved the little girl from the hooves of a mad horse."

Mo Jinchuan shook his head.

But Ping'er didn't believe him and murmured, "You must be worried about something, so you don't want to recognize me, right?

You held me in your arms at that time, told me to be careful when I walked, and said you would marry me when I grew up."

An Yi couldn't help but interrupt her and said, "My master saves at least eighty people every year, if not a hundred."

Some of the onlookers couldn't help but laugh out loud and asked her, "According to what you said, His Royal Highness Prince Jin must marry every woman he rescues. How can the Prince Jin's Mansion accommodate them all?"

"My wife had a difficult birth, and it was His Royal Highness Prince Jin who helped find the doctor. So, I have to share my wife with him."

"This little girl looks like a normal person, why is she daydreaming all day long?"

Listening to everyone's ridicule, Ping'er retorted with a red face: "No, the prince treats me differently!

He said he would marry me when I came of age."

Mo Jinchuan said coldly: "I never said that."

Ping'er shook her head desperately, and the hairpin in her hand went deeper into her flesh.

Her voice trembled as she said, "My Lord, you are lying to me, aren't you?"

Facing those emotionless cold eyes, she flashed a trace of resentment, "Song Yanxi, it's all because of that vixen!"

Mo Jinchuan's face darkened suddenly, and he warned, "Don't let me hear these three words from your mouth again."

Hearing the protective tone in his words, Ping'er immediately became angry and roared, "You feel sorry for her, don't you?"

She cried and asked, "What good is there in a married woman like her?"