Seeing that the effect was achieved, Mu Qiulan couldn't help covering the corners of her lips, and chuckled softly: "The person you want to curry favor with is no longer in this world. What's the point of you still pretending to be loyal?"
"People, let's learn to be smarter and choose a good tree to live in."
"If you flatter the wrong person, the consequences... will not be light."
In the ears, one after another mocking words came into the ears.
The woman's gloomy face became more and more ugly.
She clenched her fists.
When she raised her eyes again, there was an endless chill in her beautiful eyes.
With a movement of her five fingers, the palm wind clapped down towards Mu Qiulan!
"call out-"
Severe gusts of wind howled.
Mu Qiulan didn't expect the woman to dare to make a move.
This palm falls.
No matter how fast she reacted.
That delicate cheek was also brushed by this palm wind.
Bright red blood rolled down her face.
Mu Qiulan screamed and covered her face.
The woman's palm missed, and she didn't intend to stop.
Tightly raised his hands again, bursting out with profound energy...
but…
This palm has not yet fallen.
The wrist was suddenly held by a hand.
stopped her attack.
That generous palm carried a familiar temperature.
A woman doesn't need to look up to know who is stopping her.
"Beiyuan." The man's deep voice sounded, she took the woman's hand and pressed it down forcefully, "Don't make trouble."
That's right.
The two guarding the gate of the courtyard were Tang Beiyuan and Lang Lixuan.
His fiancé grabbed his wrist with a look of "don't make trouble".
Tang Beiyuan's heart ached as if it was being pricked by a needle.
See Tang Beiyuan being restrained.
Those few daughters who stood in front of Mu Qiulan but felt guilty were relieved.
Mu Qiulan covered her face and looked at Tang Beiyuan with vicious and cruel eyes.
"What are you staring at? Believe it or not, I gouged out your eyes!" Tang Beiyuan was furious in her heart, struggling with Lang Lixuan vigorously with her arms, and vented her anger on Mu Qiulan.
Lang Lixuan clasped his hands even tighter, his face expressionless and motionless.
He was probably sure that Lang Lixuan would not let Tang Beiyuan do anything to him.
Only then did Mu Qiulan let go of her heart. Seeing Tang Beiyuan's extremely angry expression, Mu Qiulan's eyes flashed brightly: "Let me tell you another secret... the 'Mrs. Emperor' you have been thinking about is not only dead, but also... He died at the hands of Lord Regal, do you know?"
"Nonsense!" How could Tang Beiyuan believe such nonsense.
But, listening to Mu Qiulan's sworn rumors.
She couldn't help but want to tear Mu Qiulan's mouth.
"Lang Lixuan, let me go!" Tang Beiyuan struggled, trying to break free from Lang Lixuan's imprisonment on her.
Lang Lixuan frowned slightly: "Don't mess around."
Tang Beiyuan's nose turned sour.
She didn't know it was Lang Lixuan's attitude that made her heartbroken.
It was because Lang Lixuan was too strong and hurt her.
Mu Qiulan looked at the interaction between the two in front of her, with a smug smile on her lips, and looked towards Lang Lixuan: "I admire you for being a smart person. After I become the emperor's wife, I will definitely replace you." Say something nice to Lord Regal."
Lang Lixuan frowned, but ignored her, and kept staring at Tang Beiyuan's face.
Looking at Tang Beiyuan's reddened eye sockets.
He pursed his lips, trying to say something.
Suddenly, loud shouts came from not far away.
Then, I saw the butler trotting over quickly, and after seeing Tang Beiyuan, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Tang is not well... I don't know where the news came from outside, saying that Mrs. Emperor is dead. It's gone... Many powerful people have come to Qiao's mansion, saying that they want to see the Xuannv of Wuying City!"