Murong Qingying quickly changed her words: "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Princess."
Pulling her hair with his hand, Murong Longyue spat in her face: "How dare you call me sister, are you worthy of it?"
Her hair was pulled so hard that it hurt, the corners of Murong Qingying's eyes were stained with moisture, and her pale face looked delicate and pitiful.
Seeing her like this, Murong Longyue felt even more angry, and cursed with obscene words: "Dirty thing! You only know how to use your fox face to seduce men! I ruined it today. Let's see if you dare to resist in the future."
Use this face to seduce people!"
After saying that, Murong Longyue picked up the fragments on the ground and raised his hand to scratch Murong Qingying's face.
Murong Qingying clenched her palms hidden in her sleeves tightly, and there was a dark light in the depths of her pupils.
"Your Royal Highness, please wait!"
Before the fragment in Murong Longyue's hand fell on Murong Qingying's face, she was stopped by Zuo Rong who came in.
She stepped forward and held Murong Longyue's wrist, throwing the pieces into her hand, "Your Highness, Murong Qingying can't move yet, otherwise the West Liang people will be suspicious."
Now that Murong Qingying is pretending to be the princess, it would be unjustifiable if she were disfigured.
Murong Longyue shook off Zuo Rong and at the same time let go of Murong Qingying.
Zuo Rong was her mother's confidant, and Murong Longyue was also very afraid of her, so he didn't dare not listen to her words.
Feeling annoyed, Murong Longyue felt resentful and said in annoyance: "If we can't touch her now, then when can we touch her! I can't even eat when I see this bitch!"
Zuo Rong glanced at Murong Qingying with disdain in his eyes: "Your Highness, don't worry, as long as we succeed this time, this little bitch will be of no use after we return to Beihe, and I will leave it to you to deal with it."
"This bitch should have died a long time ago! I don't know why the Queen kept her! She also raised her for more than ten years."
The two of them talked about her in front of Murong Qingying without any hesitation, without treating her as a human being at all.
For more than ten years, they had treated Murong Qingying like this, beating him whenever they wanted, scolding him whenever they wanted, even worse than a servant.
Murong Longyue suppressed her disgusted look and looked at Zuo Rong: "What's going on with Wen Nianruan? Is the Dragon and Phoenix Order in her hands?"
Zuo Rong lowered his eyes and looked at Murong Qingying with a cold expression: "You go down first."
Murong Qingying stood up from the ground obediently, her body staggering unsteadily, her knees were covered with blood, and there were pieces of the tea cup stuck on them.
She turned around and walked a few steps when Zuorong suddenly called out: "Wait a minute."
Murong Qingying stopped and turned around, her body shaking as if she was scared.
Seeing her being so timid, Zuo Rong was a little bored and warned coldly: "Go back and take care of your injuries. Don't let anyone see the clues. Otherwise, I want you to look good! Also, remember that you are the Crown Princess now.
,'Have you forgotten what I taught you in Beihe? Don't act timid and afraid of getting into trouble all day long."
"Yes, I will remember it." Murong Qingying responded weakly.
Zuo Rong's expression improved a little, and he waved his hand: "Get out of here quickly."
Murong Qingying dragged her legs and limped out.
When she returned to her apartment, no one was around. She stood up straight, ignoring the splinters on her knees, and walked as usual.
The originally timid little face turned indifferent, the fox eyes turned cold, and the charm was very similar to Wen Nianruan's cold and angry expression.
She sat on the chair and pulled out the fragment from her knee without changing her expression. She only wiped the blood that flowed out with the hem of her skirt, her face calm.
The sleeves were slightly rolled up, and the exposed skin on her wrists was covered with bruises. It could be seen that she had been abused frequently.
There was a sudden knock on the palace door, and Xiao Lan's voice came: "Your Royal Highness."
"Come in." Murong Qingying responded lightly.
Pushing open the palace door, Xiao Lan walked in. Looking at the blood on her body, she frowned: "Your Highness, did they beat you again?"
"It's nothing, just a minor injury," Murong Qingying said calmly and raised her eyes: "How are you doing over there?"
"When I went to see Concubine Wen, I happened to find someone trying to assassinate her."
Murong Qingying's eyelashes trembled and she sat up straight: "Is she injured?"
Xiao Lan shook her head: "I went down in time and didn't let the assassin hurt her."
Murong Qingying's tense nerves instantly relaxed.
Needless to say, they also knew that the assassin was arranged by the empress and followed Zuorong and the others into the palace.
Murong Qingying asked: "Did you talk to her?"
"I said a few words." Zuo Rong was about to arrive at that time, and time was tight, so she could only say a few words in a hurry, "My subordinate told her that you are her sister."
Murong Qingying's eyes moved slightly, and she felt nervous: "What did she say?"
"Before she could reply, Zuo Rong came. My subordinates had no choice but to leave first."
Murong Qingying's eyes were filled with sadness, and there was a touch of sourness in the corner of her mouth: "I really want to see her."
Xiao Lan shook his head and said with a solemn expression: "No, Zuo Rong is keeping a close eye on you two. If you go to see her, you will definitely be exposed, and His Highness's hard work over the years will be in vain."
Murong Qingying closed her eyes, her brows darkened, and her fingertips clenched slightly.
Xiao Lan added: "My subordinate asked her about the dragon and phoenix token. Although she didn't tell her, I think it should be in her hand."
Murong Qingying raised her eyes: "I feel relieved if I can hold it in her hand."
Xiao Lan sighed, as if she was lucky: "His Royal Highness Qiyue did not die when she disappeared. Instead, she fled to Xiliang and gave birth to a daughter."
Murong Qingying said with a faint smile: "Aunt Lan, tell me about her."
She hasn't heard anything about this sister yet.
Thinking of the things she had learned about Wen Nianruan, Xiao Lan shook her head and sighed, her eyes sad: "Concubine Wen's life in the Wen family was not good. Her Highness Qiyue passed away as soon as she was born. She was taken over by the eldest lady of the Wen family.
Adopted, claiming to be her own biological daughter, but she was not kind to Concubine Wen, and was mean. She was sent to the palace to use her for the benefit of the family, and she also used her blood to treat her biological daughter. Now she has a serious heart problem.
I’m so sick, I don’t know how long I can live.”
Murong Qingying's fingertips trembled slightly, and her smile was slightly bitter: "It seems that her life is not as good as mine at all."
Although she was beaten and scolded by her brothers and sisters in the royal family since she was a child, at least she has a healthy body.
But she didn't know how long she had to live.
Seeing what happened to the two sisters, Xiao Lan felt sour in her heart and felt that she had failed their mother.
When Murong Qiyue handed Murong Qingying, who was only one year old, to her, she vowed to take good care of Murong Qingying, but she kept her in dire straits and suffered a lot since she was a child.
She regretted even more that when Murong Qiyue disappeared, she did not find her properly, otherwise she would not let her other daughter suffer.
She didn't protect either of His Highness Qiyue's two daughters.
Seeing the guilt on her face, Murong Qingying comforted: "Aunt Lan, there is no need to blame yourself, my mother's spirit in heaven will definitely not blame you, and I chose this path myself."
After learning that her mother had been murdered, she decided to avenge her.
She had been dormant for so many years, just waiting for the opportunity.