"ah."
Yun Qingwan screamed, stepped back a few steps, and then stabilized her body, pointing at Yun Fumeng with trembling fingers.
"You, why don't you say anything?"
Yun Fumeng looked at the complaining Yun Qingwan in front of her, her eyes filled with malevolent flames.
It was Shen Biqiu and Yun Qingwan, mother and daughter. If it hadn't been for them, she would have married the prince and become his concubine.
Even if Yun Shiyue is the princess, anyone can take that position as long as they haven't reached the last step.
As for Mouge's beauty cream, you can have as much as you want.
But she never expected that after her mother died, she and her brother would be suppressed by Shen Biqiu, and she would be forcibly taken out of the house and married to the good-for-nothing Bai Lixuan.
There was no Shili Hongzhuang, no big red sedan chair, just carried into the Nanling Palace.
Every time she thought of this, she wanted to tear Shen Biqiu's mother and daughter off.
"What are you looking at? Don't look at me with your disgusting eyes."
Yun Qingwan was furious at her gaze.
"I am nothing."
Yun Fumeng chuckled lightly, rolling her beautiful eyes, her posture was extremely elegant and noble, and there was a slight smile on her lips.
Then his expression suddenly changed and he rushed towards Yun Qingwan.
"I'll beat you to death. It was you who caused me to marry that useless bastard Bai Lixuan. I'll beat you to death."
Yun Qingwan made a "boom" sound, and her whole hair was torn apart in pain.
Yun Fumeng also scratched his face a few times.
"Yunfumeng, how dare you hit me."
Yun Qingwan was furious, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was punched hard in the mouth.
She touched the corners of her mouth and looked at Yun Fumeng with wide eyes.
It took a long time to recover.
"You bitch, you dare to hit me, I'm going to kill you."
After a while, Yun Qingwan reacted belatedly.
What a socialite lady, what a noble lady, at this moment, she is like a shrew.
Yun Qingwan took out the whip from her waist and struck back at Yun Fumeng.
She has practiced martial arts before, and in the past few years since she went to the Sea of Fallen Wings, her martial arts has improved a lot.
It's enough to have a dream of floating in the clouds.
"Snapped."
"Snapped"
The whip struck Yun Fumeng's body one after another, and his anger turned into a scream.
The maids blinked. They didn't expect that the scene would turn out like this.
They all rushed forward to stop them, but Yun Qingwan, who was so angry, just hit one, two, and two.
It was very lively for a while.
"Kacha kacha." Behind the pillar not far away, Yunyin gnawed on the apple relaxedly.
Looking at the excitement in front of me and listening to the screams in my ears, I felt very uncomfortable.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this woman fights better than a wild dog."
Jianjia Black Line: "Master Yinshi, can you say this about the master's sisters?"
"Does the master have sisters? How come I didn't know." Yun Yin glanced at Jian Jia without blushing, without any fear of saying the wrong thing.
The women in this prime minister's house are either quarreling or fighting every day. The master is right, he knows people and faces but not their hearts. This woman who looks so tender and tender is actually the most vicious.
"For a bottle of beauty cream, two sisters can tear their faces apart. They have a deep love for each other."
The corners of Yunyin's eyes twitched.
Every day in this Prime Minister's Mansion, I see the deep love between mother and daughter, the deep love between father and daughter, and the deep love between sisters.
Now I want to eat each other, where is the deep love
Sure enough, big families are the darkest.
"By the way, has the information been spread? What did the master say?"
Yunyin glanced at the sky, and the birds flying by became objects of envy in his eyes.
He also wanted to leave this prison.
"How can it be so fast? I haven't received a reply yet. I'm waiting." Jianjia pursed her lips. She was also looking forward to it.
Yunyin threw away the apple and suddenly realized that the excitement in front of him was so boring: "Go back to your room and sleep."
"Sleep?" Jian Jia was stunned, it was still early.
"What can you do if you don't sleep?" He doesn't have the determination of his master. No matter what the situation, he can calm down.
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The floor paved with fine white jade shines with a warm light, the double-eaves roof with glazed tiles, the red lacquer door, and the same platform base have bound many kings from past dynasties.
The dynasty was overthrown, the people were displaced, and the world was changed to his surname.
The cloud-white and smooth hall reflects the clear crystal pearl light, making it ethereal and illusive.
The crystal bead curtain is winding and pouring, and behind the curtain, someone is draped in gauze and playing the piano.
An ethereal piano sound slanted out.
The sound of swords and halberds was hoarse.
Who will show you the fighting outside the city
Seven layers of gauze, blood splattered on the white gauze.
When the troops came to the city, the six armies did not move.
Who would have thought it was goodbye, and there would be no words to say about life or death.
At that time, there were thousands of red threads wrapped around it.
That scar, whose old scar.
Crush this scene, the fireworks of the prosperous age.
The voice of the woman playing the piano and singing was extremely sweet and clear, making people feel indescribably comfortable upon hearing it.
"What a singing voice." Those who had been listening clapped their hands and laughed.
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and the woman turned around and half-knelt down towards the person sitting: "His Majesty Seventh Prince Liao Zan."
The man stood up, opened the bead curtain, and rippled the water.
Slowly revealing his figure.
Thousands of green silk threads, like waterfalls of ink, dance in the air!
The clothes are made of ice-blue fine silk, with snow-white piping and elegant bamboo leaf patterns embroidered on them.
When he raised his eyes, his eyes were abnormally red.
After a closer look, there is a faint scar on his face. The scar is not big, and it is on the outline of his face.
"Your Highness." At this time, a voice came from outside.
"Come in." The cold words were numb and without any emotion.
"Your Highness, Muge Beauty Cream has been brought back."
The man who appeared was half-kneeling on the ground. He was holding a plate with six bottles of the same size on it.
Upon hearing the word beauty cream, the man's figure trembled for a second.
He waved his hand, and the kneeling man immediately put his things on the table and retreated.
The man walked forward slowly and ran his fingertips across the bottle one by one.
"Is it you?"
There was a trace of longing on his face.
Six years ago, the little girl in the Fengguo Palace, her name was Yun Tingruo.
"Your Majesty the Seventh Highness, this, this is Mu Pavilion's beauty cream."
The woman who was playing the piano before put her head out and looked at these small bottles with excitement.
She was lucky enough to get a bottle before, and this Mouge beauty cream was really as rumored.
Now seeing these beauty creams, the women's eyes sparkled with excitement.
Bei Niyuan didn't answer him, his mind was deeply immersed in the past.
Three years later, he returned to the Northern Kingdom, but his status as prince had been abolished, and he only retained his status as prince.
I have been laughed at, looked down upon, and looked down upon by countless people.
But he is still alive and strong.
Because he remembered a little girl named Yun Tingruo and everything she said to him.
Countless nights, when the pain comes, I will think of that warm day.
Thinking of that cold and arrogant little girl, she kept saying to the sky: "If the sky wants to kill me, I will kill the sky. If the gods want to stop me, I will kill the gods. Neither heaven nor earth can stop me."