Extra: The Little Princess's Restoration Life (3)
Xie Xuchi glanced at Wei Ying with interest. "You like girls with wild temperaments? I prefer gentle and graceful girls."
He clapped his hands, and soon two guards came in.
He said, "It's just a female slave. If A-Zan wants her, I'll give her to you. But for what happened today, I have to teach her a lesson."
The guard brought a red-hot iron.
Xie Xuchi drank while casually glancing at Wei Ying. "Since you don't know your own identity, I'll help you."
The word "late" was engraved on the iron.
Xie Zan on the side narrowed his eyes, as if he remembered something.
Just as the branding iron was about to land on Wei Ying's arm, he laughed and said, "What? Since you're my slave, you should be branded with my name. What's the big deal about branding your Highness's name?"
Xie Xuchi did not object.
The guard quickly brought in a new branding iron.
Xie Zan took the branding iron and squatted in front of Wei Ying with a smile.
He gently touched Wei Ying's pale cheek, but there was a hint of malice in his tone, "I asked you for directions today, why did you lie to me? You almost caused me to lose my treasure. Are all the beautiful women in the palace as deceitful as you?"
Wei Ying was restrained by the guards and stared at him coldly.
Before she could curse, Xie Zan had already pressed the branding iron on the girl's arm.
The excruciating pain of burnt flesh made Wei Ying scream miserably.
Xie Zan threw away the branding iron, didn't even look at her, and sat back down beside the desk leisurely.
Xie Xuchi looked at him meaningfully. "It's said that the Zhenbei Palace is strict in family management and the young masters are kind-hearted. I didn't expect the third young master to be so unique and not have the slightest sympathy for women."
"Hahahaha!" Xie Zan laughed. "The word 'kindness' is disgusting to hear. As for me, I surrendered to Your Highness for no other reason than to seize the throne from Xie Guanlan. I look forward to accompanying Your Highness, working together with You to accomplish great things!"
"Working in cahoots..." Xie Xuchi savored the word, "I like this description."
He seemed very satisfied with Xie Zan's performance, or perhaps very satisfied with the fact that Xie Zan's eyes and eyebrows were somewhat similar to someone else's. He stared at Xie Zan and raised his glass to him from a distance.
…
When Wei Ying woke up, there were still wet tear marks at the corners of her eyes.
She raised her hand weakly and slowly brushed away her sleeves.
The quiet moonlight shines into the tent.
On the fair and slender arm, the word "Zan" was clearly branded.
Tears rolled down the corners of her scarlet eyes, wetting the pillowcase.
"You're awake!"
An enthusiastic voice came from outside the tent.
Wei Ying drew his sword without hesitation.
As soon as Xie Zan opened the curtain, a sword was pressed against his neck.
Wei Ying sat up and thrust the sword closer to his neck. Her eyes were red as she spoke in a hoarse voice, "Do you believe me or not? I'll kill you!"
The young man smiled and looked harmless, but before Wei Ying could react, he snatched the sword away.
Wei Ying's eyes flashed, and she kicked him in the face.
Xie Zan took the opportunity to hold her feet.
Their eyes met, and just when Wei Ying thought he was going to flirt with her, Xie Zan threw her out without any hesitation!
Wei Ying hit the wall and fell to the ground. Before she could get up, Xie Zan stepped on the back of her head!
Wei Ying: “…”
Xie Zan put his hands in his pockets, grinning from ear to ear, "Just because I praised you for being awesome, you really think you're the best in the world? You even poisoned me. How many lives do you have? How dare you do that?"
Wei Ying had never suffered such humiliation.
The girl fell face first onto the ground, her hands clenched into fists, her whole body trembling.
Xie Zan looked down at her condescendingly, his young face particularly carefree and unruly. He bared his little fangs and said lazily, "When you become my slave, behave yourself, or I will severely bully you! Beauty, it's more interesting to see you cry."
After he finished speaking, Wei Ying didn't respond.
He raised an eyebrow and tapped her head with the tip of his shoe, "Hello?"
Wei Ying lay on the ground, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.
Xie Zan squatted down with his hands in his pockets, as if he had seen something unusual. "Are you crying?"
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