842 Evil Consort

When the Crown Prince suddenly spoke, Xie Pinggang could not help but feel his heart tighten. He snorted secretly, but he did not dare to act rashly on the surface. He said in a muffled voice, "I didn't hit you hard..." 

Her forehead was probably red. Her brother did not show any mercy at all!

"Qiao'er's body isn't healthy. How could you do this?" Zhao Xuanjing said and pulled Xie Qiao behind him. "Dodge him next time. Your brother didn't hit you lightly. You still have your head, but what if he breaks it next time?" 

Xie Pinggang was almost furious when he heard that.

He did not have a hammer in his hand. How could he break her head with just a light pat?!

This was his sister, not His Highness' biological sister. What could he do about it?!