"Where do you think you're going, you little brat!"
An official grabbed Wu'er and lifted her up, raising the hot iron in his hand, intending to brand her face.
If he pressed the scorching hot iron onto her face, Wu'er's delicate features would be destroyed forever.
"No!" Madam Wenren screamed and rushed forward to take her back.
Li Hongyuan kicked open the door, slapped the official, and snatched Wu'er away at the same time.
Wu'er clung to him tightly in his arms, trembling in fear.
Li Hongyuan patted her back gently, his voice unusually soft, "It's over, don't cry anymore."
He handed the little girl over to Madam Wenren.
Madam Wenren held her tight and knelt down, kowtowing to Li Hongyuan, "Thank you, Your Highness. Thank you, Your Highness."