In another courtyard, there was an angry atmosphere.
Chips were scattered all over the room, and blood dripped down drop by drop from the scratched fingertips on his right hand, condensing into a small puddle on the ground.
"Concubine, your finger is broken, can you let the slave bandage it for you?" The little maid knelt in front of Murong Jingshu, trembling, and said fearfully.
Murong Jingshu's eyes suddenly condensed with anger, and she slapped the little maid in the face with her uninjured left hand, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Don't add the word 'side' in front, or I will definitely kill you."
Covering her swollen face, the little maid couldn't help but kowtow. She didn't know where she said something wrong and offended the concubine.
"After cleaning up this place, get out immediately!" Murong Jingshu had nowhere to vent her anger, so she could only vent her anger on an inconspicuous maid.
Why? Why did Xuan Ningxuan spend the night in Murong Jingwan's other courtyard? Since having her, Xuan Ningxuan has never stayed anywhere else. What happened today is indeed the result of Murong Jingwan. Murong Jingwan's scheming made Murong Jingshu faintly
Feel uneasy.
She, Murong Jingshu, has an alluring appearance and has been the apple of her father's and mother's eyes since she was a child. But that ugly woman, Murong Jingwan, is just an ugly duckling, so what qualifications do she have to compete with her, Murong Jingshu.
She was dissatisfied with the fact that she brutally killed her unborn child, but got such a result. She, Murong Jingshu, was not someone who talked about failure lightly.
Her child cannot be sacrificed in vain. Only he, Murong Jingshu, can take the position of the ninth princess. Murong Jingwan is just a substitute to be married. If it were not for fear, the current ninth princess would be her Murong Jingshu.
Murong Jingshu's cold eyes shot towards the little maid who was cleaning up the debris, and asked coldly: "Do you think I'm beautiful? Compared to the princess, who is more beautiful?"
The little maid was about to shed tears. If she hadn't arrived, she would have been killed by Murong Jingshu without hesitation. She could only reply in fear: "You are very beautiful, but you are not intoxicating. Your sister
There is no way to compare with you."
The little maid said against her will that although this concubine was astonishingly beautiful, she liked the Ninth Princess with scars on her face. She had heard everyone say that Ninth Princess had a good heart.
"You can get out." Murong Jingshu said coldly, with a strange smile on her face.
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