Chapter 124
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She reached out to snatch the spoon from Wei Ziyao's hand, but the latter easily dodged her.
"You want to take the credit? You're not skilled enough. "
As she was speaking, a sudden shout came from Lian Qiao's porridge.
"What kind of broken thing is this? There are stones and weeds in it! Is this how you people from the Yin King Manor give us? Although we're refugees, we're still humans. Aren't you treating animals like this? We refugees are displaced because of the corruption of the imperial court officials! You let Prince Yin investigate the case, but he couldn't solve it after a long time. You can't even give us an explanation. Now you're pretending to be a good person and giving us food. What's your motive?! "
Wei Ziyao furrowed her brows and looked deeply at Rui 'er, who was in an uproar.
This look was too scary. Ruier's breathing stopped and she even forgot how to breathe.
"What's going on?"
She walked over and asked Lian Qiao.
Lian Qiao was still young and had never seen such a scene. She was already scared to tears.
"Wangfei, wuwuwu … Wangfei, this servant and Jue Ming washed the rice back and forth several times. It was clearly polished rice, there were no weeds or stones at all, but, but he said that the porridge was filled with weeds and stones!"
Lian Qiao was crying uncontrollably. Wei Ziyao looked at her pitifully. "Go to the back and wipe your face. I'll deal with this."
When Feng Muyu saw the situation, she also stood up and walked over to Zhao Hai.
Wei Ziyao didn't look at him. She just raised her head and looked at the burly man who was taller than her by more than two heads. He was even taller than Ki Chien-chul. She sneered and asked.
"You're here to pick a fight? Who sent you? "
Her calmness was something the burly man didn't expect.
"What do you mean by picking a fight? You don't treat people as humans and you won't let me talk? "
"Please, you're here to pick a fight. Can't you be more professional? Look at you, and that, that, that … You guys are as strong as bulls. Do you look like refugees? If you're here to pick a fight, just say it. I, Wei Ziyao, won't shoot. But don't disturb my porridge. Even if you guys aren't hungry, the refugees are! "
"You!" The burly man was left speechless by her words. Anyway, his task was to spoil the situation, so it didn't matter.
Thinking of this, he actually waved his hand and said, "Princess Yin doesn't treat us as human beings. She treats us like animals. Let's smash her porridge stall!"
As she spoke, her accomplices rushed forward.
The strong man swung his fist at Wei Ziyao's face. At this moment, someone pushed Wei Ziyao from behind.
In front of her was the boiling porridge pot and the brawny man with his fists raised.
If she fell into the pot, she probably wouldn't be able to keep her upper body.
Just as she was thinking, she suddenly bumped into a wall of flesh. This person's back was so hard that it hurt her face.
However, all of this happened in an instant.
She looked up and saw that Ki Chien-chul had one hand on the side of the iron pot and the other hand was grabbing the strong man's wrist.
The strong man's body was almost big enough to fit him in. Ki Chien-chul, who was originally tall and big, looked a little petite in front of the strong man.
However, his hand clamped down on the strong man's wrist so that the strong man couldn't move at all.
"You dare to touch a woman that even This King can't bear to bully?"
The last time Wei Ziyao saw Ki Chien-chul like this was during the night of the attack.
This kind of him was terrifying.
Although she was shocked by his sudden appearance, Wei Ziyao reacted quickly. She raised the spoon in her hand and hit the strong man's stomach hard.
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