General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 939 Beating Up the Scumbag

Chapter 939 - 939 Beating Up the Sc.u.mbag

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?

“It’s time to beat up the sc.u.mbag!”

“Little brother, charge!”

The golden eagle crashed into the coachman’s crotch…

After Wuhu finished teaching the lecher a lesson, it flew in with its golden eagle subordinate and beat up the useless servant!

The servant’s face was swollen. He knelt down and opened the door for Princess Hui An. “Miss, please come in.”

Princess Hui An saw Su Xiaoxiao, who had just finished bathing, in Cheng Sang’s courtyard.

Su Xiaoxiao’s 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. “What happened?”

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 An’s grievances surged into her heart. Her nose suddenly felt sour, and her voice choked. “Little sidekick…”

Su Xiaoxiao went forward to wipe her tears.

When she got closer, Su Xiaoxiao realized that her knees were sc.r.a.ped 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 didn’t dare to recognize her.

If she was a little bird demon, this princess in front of her was an out-and-out golden peac.o.c.k.

However, at this moment, this golden peac.o.c.k’s beautiful feathers seemed to have been plucked into a mess and were almost unbearable to look at.

Su Xiaoxiao said softly, “Go in first. I’ll change your clothes.”

Princess Hui An choked and shook her head. “Hurry up and see Su Xuan. He fainted… There’s a lot of blood on his back…”

Su Xiaoxiao stroked her temple. “Alright, I’ll go now. Don’t worry.”

Su Xiaoxiao got someone to prepare a carriage and went to Elder Lou’s 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 An’s 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.

“When did he come back?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Princess Hui An recalled. “At… about 12 o’clock? He went to buy me rice cakes. I don’t know who he met on the way, but he was like this when he came back.”

Su Xiaoxiao checked Su Xuan’s 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 Saintess’s cultivation, how could a weak scholar survive this whip?

Su Xiaoxiao took Su Xuan’s pulse.

It didn’t matter.

She realized that there was something indescribably strange about his pulse.

“It’s a pulse I’ve never seen before…”

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao frown, Princess Hui An thought that he was seriously injured and reminded her, “After you deal with the injuries on his back, remember to check his lower body.”

“Lower body?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

“b.u.t.t!”

It took a lot for Princess Hui An to say b.u.t.t.

She coughed lightly and said, “I dragged him from the courtyard and up the steps. I don’t know if he broke…”

Her knee was broken after only knocking twice on the steps.

Su Xuan’s b.u.t.t… Has it also been broken?

Although it wasn’t appropriate, Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but laugh. “So you mean the back.”

“Don’t tell me you think I’m referring to…” Princess Hui An’s gaze swept across an indescribable part of Su Xuan.” The front? ”

She had admired the book on copulation with Su Xiaoxiao, Jingning, and Madam Tao the night before Su Xiaoxiao’s wedding.

She knew a lot more.

At least, her knowledge was more than Su Li’s.

She snorted. “Am 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!”

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.

Princess Hui Ann should stop talking, there was an image…